||In Love With My Psychiatrist|| Sandhir FF Chap 9 page 61 - Page 34

He threw his phone at one corner and his car keys at the other, and lay down at the corner of the bed with his hand touching the ground. At that moment he didn't knew what he was feeling; there was anger, frustration, delusion and everything. He slowly opened the last drawer of the side table, and took out a small box. It was simple diamond studded simple ring but very pretty. A lone tear fall from his one eye, when he recall THAT day!

*Flashback*

At the corner of the restaurant a round table was booked and decorated with orchids. And a girl was sitting in the chair with folded legs. She was wearing a knee length floral dress with a nice hairdo, and was in her early twenties. And a guy in jeans and leather jacket of the same age was bending on his knees in front of her. "I have dated so many girls, but never fall for anyone. It's you who changed me into a better person, it's you I am madly in love with and it's you I want to grow old with" he said gracefully. She kept looking at him as if trying to search something in his eyes. "Arpita, please reply, my knees are paining now" Parth said since not getting any response. She stood up and Parth too get up, confused by her behavior. "What is all this Parth? She asked angrily. "I am officially proposing you, baby" he smiled. "Parth, don't tell me you are serious about this relation" she narrowed her eyes. His expression changed. "What do you mean?" he asked hoping she could laugh any time now. "Parth, we are just 24 doing our masters, I mean we have to make our career and think about future" she said sternly. "Arpita..." he tried to justify the situation but she cut him off in middle. "I dated you because you seem matured among others, more focused on career. I didn't know you would turn into one of them" she said. Parth was looking in disbelief, everything was perfectly fine till yesterday, and he wasn't able to understand what happened in a day. She immediately took her clutch and went from there as soon as possible.

*Present*

His phone kept on ringing, bringing him out of his trance. He took it absentmindedly, "Sir, it's time for your recording" said the person in phone. "I am coming" he said and cut the call. He kept the ring back to its place nicely.

Sanyukta got a call from unknown number, she picked up after the constant ringing. "Come fast to the office, Randhir's condition is very bad, come fast" said an unknown voice. "What? Am coming but who are you" she asked but the phone was already cut. She was really scared for Randhir, and wasn't able to think rationally, she decided to go fast. She reached the office hurriedly but entered the office in a composed manner; her luck was with her as Kaustuki wasn't there in the office today. She entered in his cabin immediately and saw Randhir was discussing something with Arpita. "How are you?" she said before she could stop herself. "I am all okay, but what are you doing here?" he asked. "Actually I got a call from unknown number that your con..." she said while breathing heavily. She stopped in between by constant glaring. "This is my office and I am okay, you musy have got a wrong call" he said. "But Randhir, it wasn't a fake call" she tried explaining. "Sanyukta, wait for me in the parking" he said in a louder tone. "But Randhir..." she again tried to speak. "I said, leave now" he said sternly. She went out quietly while Arpita smirked. He holds his head in anger. "Randhir, you should not give much importance to girls like this, they don't deserve rather they start to be demanding" she said haughtily. He at once faced her. "Don't you dare say anything about her, and mind your own business" he threatened. He took his phone and car keys and was about to leave but halted at the door. "Give me the whole report tomorrow morning, and close my cabin when you are out" he said and left the place while Arpita stared at the door angrily.

Sanyukta was waiting near the car, and was sobbing slightly. He came from behind, and feeling his presence she immediately rubbed her eyes. "It's my office, how can you come like this" he said in a normal tone. "I am sorry, but I got a call so I was worried" she said looking down at her feet. "It was a wrong number, how can you believe that" he said. "It wasn't a wrong number, that person took your name" she yelled. Randhir looked here and there, one two person were staring at them. "Sanyukta, let's go and talk in car" he said softly. "I don't want to talk to you, I have classes and am leaving" she replied coldly. "Okay, fine I will leave you there" he hold her hand. Sanyukta at once freed her hand from his grip, "No thanks, I can manage." Randhir pulled and forcefully made her sits in the car, and immediately went to his seat. Before she could open the door, he quickly locked the car and smirked. "What is your problem?" she said coldly. "Nothing, I am sorry" he looked into his eyes. She looked at him not believing her ears. In this few months, he had learnt to say sorry, but only to Sanyukta. She didn't say anything but smiled inwardly. They both reached her university. She slowly went out muttering a "bye". Randhir smiled. She went back when she met one of her new friend, Karan. They were talking and laughing at something, and Randhir was still there. His smile vanished at a moment. He didn't liked Sanyukta talking to any stranger. His fists clenched in anger and drove the car in full speed. He reached his office and started marching from here and there. "Why am I so bothered? Let her meet whoever she feel like" he said and started working on his laptop.

"Hello, I told you to arrange some goons, are you done?" said a black figure sitting on a chair in phone. "It will be arranged in few days" said the other person in phone. "How many more days you want" he shouted banging his fist in the table. "Only a few days" said the other person slowly. "Diwali is next week, I want them before that. And it's should be like a curfew and no one should know it was planned" he ordered and cut the phone. "You are recovering Randhir Singh Sekhawat, but I won't allow his to happen. Never" laughed loudly the person.

Precap- He was losing himself by the fruity smell of the shampoo in her wet hair. He stopped her at once and pulled her closer. She was taken aback. Their eyes met, both trying to learn those unknown feelings seen in each other eyes. Both of them alien to those feeling emerging in each other. He leaned closer while her eyes closed involuntarily. Their mind forced them to think rationally. But after such long years of loneliness their heart chose to do things otherwise.

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So, here end the chapter 8.

Papita starts from here 😉 Don't come into conclusions so soon. Picture abhi baki hai!!

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