18-Goodbye.

One week later…

Samrat looked at his Rolex watch angrily and shouted,

“How much more time will you take? We’re getting late for college!”

Hearing his voice, Vaidehi quickly stood up with a sandwich still in her mouth.

“Yes, yes, I’m done… let’s go!” she said, picking up her bag and rushing toward him.

Samrat looked at her from head to toe.

She was wearing a pink top and blue denim jeans, her hair tied in a ponytail, and black sneakers on her feet.

His gaze unintentionally stopped at her legs. He immediately stepped closer and said in a slightly angry tone,

“What are you wearing? Everything is visible… go and change into something else.”

Vaidehi completely ignored him. She walked ahead in her own style, her steps carrying a strange confidence and flair.

Seeing this, Samrat got even more irritated. He stepped forward, grabbed her shoulder, and said firmly,

“Where are you going? Go and change your clothes quietly. You’re not going anywhere dressed like this. Why do you always go against what I say?”

Now Vaidehi stopped. She turned back toward him and said with slight annoyance,

“What do you mean going against you? I like this, so I’ll wear this. Don’t comment on my dressing sense… I found this with so much difficulty. Please, let me wear it.”

Saying this, Vaidehi quickly walked toward the car. She was about to open the door and sit when suddenly Samrat grabbed her wrist in anger and pulled her back.

He sat in the driver’s seat himself and said in a cold, firm voice,

“Now let’s see how you reach college on time… figure it out yourself. Goodbye.”

Saying this, he started the car and drove away without a second thought.

Vaidehi stood there—shocked and frozen.

She couldn’t understand what had just happened.

By the time she processed it, the car had already disappeared from her sight.

The next moment, her anger burst out.

“What you did was absolutely wrong! I’ll definitely take revenge for this… you’re such a bad person!” she shouted.

Stamping her feet in anger, she walked back inside the house.

As she looked around, her eyes fell on Rukmini Devi, who was coming down the stairs.

Vaidehi immediately went to her and complained about everything Samrat had done, without stopping.

Rukmini Devi listened to her quickly and then said with slight seriousness,

“I’m getting a bit late… I’ll send a driver for you. He should be here any moment.”

Hearing this, Vaidehi felt a little relieved.

Soon, the driver arrived, and she quickly left for college.

She had been discharged from the hospital just three days ago, and from today she had to start going to college again.

Her exams were starting next week.

About half an hour later, she reached college.

As soon as she arrived, she ran toward her classroom.

The moment she opened the door and stepped inside, her eyes immediately fell on Samrat—who had already started the lecture.

Seeing her, Samrat angrily closed his book. The strictness in his eyes was clearly visible.

“Is this the time to come to college?” he said sharply.

“Wow… what discipline, what manners! Impressive.”He leaned slightly forward and said sarcastically,

“And in studies, you’re so brilliant that I can’t even describe it in words…

it’s a good thing there’s no zero grading system, otherwise you’d probably bring that too. ”

The entire class fell silent.

Samrat’s voice turned even colder—

“And on top of that, late to college… impressive.”

Hearing his words, Vaidehi’s blood started to boil.

She was seething inside.

The man standing in front of her was her own husband—the same one who had left her alone at home a while ago… and now, here he was, humiliating her in front of everyone.

Didn’t he even remember that she wasn’t fully recovered yet?

She had just been discharged from the hospital a few days ago… and he was acting as if nothing had happened.

Just like always… the same attitude.

She didn’t even know what kind of grudge he held against her.

Thoughts kept flooding her mind one after another.

She loved him so much… every moment since their marriage… and him? It was as if none of it mattered to him at all.

She was lost in these thoughts when suddenly—

Snap!

Samrat snapped his fingers in front of her eyes.

“Miss, where are you lost?” his voice dripping with sarcasm.

“If you want to daydream while being awake, do it at home… there’s no need to come to college.”

Saying this, he slammed his books down on the desk in anger.

“Get out from my class.”

The whole class was stunned.

All eyes were now on Vaidehi.

Some were shocked, some felt bad… but no one could say anything.

Tears filled Vaidehi’s eyes.

First, she had been humiliated in front of everyone… and now, she was being thrown out of the class—without even being given a chance to speak.

Still, she gathered her courage.

She wanted to say something—

“Professor, I—”

But before she could finish, Samrat cut her off mid-sentence.His voice became even stricter—

“I don’t want to hear a single word. Get out from my class.”

Vaidehi stood there…

as if her feet were frozen for a moment.

But then, she slowly picked up her bag…

and, with her eyes lowered, walked out of the classroom.

Vaidehi walked away, stomping her feet in anger.

Tears kept streaming down her face. The more she tried to control herself, the more she kept breaking down.

As soon as she got a little distance from the class, she started crying even harder.

Wandering aimlessly, she reached the college playground and sat on a bench, breaking down completely.

At that moment, a few boys were playing football nearby.

Suddenly, one of them noticed Vaidehi—both her beauty and her condition.

He paused and said,

“Hey… isn’t that Vaidehi? She looks really… different today… but why is she crying?”

Another boy also looked in her direction.

“Yeah, you’re right… she’s usually so strong, but today… she looks cute and troubled at the same time.”

A third boy said,

“By the way, what is she doing here? She should be in class at this time.”

Saying this, one of the boys picked up a water bottle and walked toward Vaidehi.

The others looked at him and then at each other.

“Hey, he’s trying to take the chance…” one of them said with slight annoyance.

“Let’s go too,” another one replied quickly.

And then, all of them started walking toward Vaidehi together.

Vaidehi, who was still crying, suddenly got startled when she saw a water bottle being offered to her.

Without thinking, she took it and drank all the water in one go.

Just as she lowered her hand, another hand appeared in front of her—this time holding a handkerchief.

She took that too and slowly wiped her tears and nose.

But the very next moment, she realized…

Who were these people helping her?

She slowly lifted her head—

and was shocked to see the scene in front of her.Several boys were standing around her—smart, confident… all looking at her.

For a moment, Vaidehi felt uncomfortable.

She quickly tried to stand up, but one of the boys gently held her wrist and made her sit back down.

His voice was soft,

“Hey… relax. Calm down first. What happened? Why are you crying?”

He tried to smile and said,

“We were just playing… we saw you crying and thought something was wrong. You’re usually pretty strong, right? Then what happened today?”

The boy came a little closer and said gently,

“Hey… don’t cry. Just tell us calmly what happened.”

Wiping her tears, Vaidehi said in a low voice,

“Professor Samrat threw me out of class… I was just three minutes late…”

Her voice started trembling.

Hearing this, another boy immediately spoke up,

“Oh him? He’s such a strict and arrogant person. His feet don’t even touch the ground—he walks like he owns the sky! I literally change my path when I see him… feels like I’m about to meet the god of death!”

A third boy laughed and said,

“Exactly… don’t take tension. We’re all here with you. You don’t need to feel alone.”

But instead of feeling relieved, Vaidehi became even more anxious.

What if Samrat finds out…?

He already scolds her so much… it would only get worse.

She immediately stood up and, moving past them, said,

“Please… leave me alone. I don’t need anyone.”

The fear was clearly visible in her voice.

Seeing this, one of the boys stepped forward and stopped the others,

“Come on, guys… let’s go back to playing. Let her be alone for now.”

The rest of the boys agreed and walked back toward the playground.But the same boy—the one who had stopped everyone—quietly turned back…

and slowly followed Vaidehi toward the college garden area.

Vaidehi kept walking forward without looking back.

Suddenly—

The boy stepped ahead and held her hand.

“Vaidehi… please, at least listen to me,” he said softly.

“Why are you so upset? Talk to me… I’m here for you. See, I sent everyone away… they won’t bother you.”

Vaidehi took a deep breath.

The anger inside her was now ready to come out.

“Why is Professor Samrat so crazy…?” she muttered.

“He gets angry over everything… as if all the anger in the world belongs to him…”

There was both pain and frustration in her words.

It felt like she had finally found a chance—

to pour out everything in her heart.

And this time…

she wasn’t going to spare Samrat at all.

The boy smiled slightly and said,

“Oh, he’s just like that… I’ve been watching him for the past three years. Don’t worry, this is your last year. Just clear this semester, and you’ll be free from him.”

He paused for a moment and then asked,

“By the way… have you thought about which college you’ll choose for post-graduation?”

Hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Vaidehi’s face.

“Yes, I’ve decided… and you’re right. Just a few more months… after that, I’ll finally be free from him. He has troubled me a lot…”

There was still a bit of bitterness in her voice, but also a hint of hope.

The boy looked at her carefully and smiled.

“Vaidehi… I’ve known you for quite some time. Since you joined this college… about three months ago.”

Vaidehi looked at him with slight surprise.

Before marriage, she used to study in a college in her own city.

But after marriage, Samrat had arranged her admission in his college.

He had completed all the formalities and made sure her studies continued there—everything was possible because of him.

Meanwhile, the boy—Sandy—slowly took out a letter from his pocket.

Handing it to Vaidehi, he said,

“This… is for you. Read it later.”

Vaidehi looked at the letter, a bit surprised.

Just then, a loud voice came from behind—

“Vaidehi! Where did you go? I’ve been looking for you everywhere!”

It was Gayatri.

Vaidehi immediately turned toward her and walked over.

As soon as Gayatri saw her red eyes, her expression changed.

Then her gaze shifted directly to the letter in Vaidehi’s hand.Without asking anything, Gayatri immediately took the letter from Vaidehi’s hand and opened it.

“What is this?” she said as she began reading—

“My sweetheart Vaidehi,

Three months ago, when I saw you for the first time, I started liking you from that very moment.

Maybe you don’t know who I am… but I know you very well.

I have been watching you… following you.

You are so sweet, so beautiful… I love you very much.

I don’t have enough words to express everything… but just know this—I am in love with you.

I want to be with you.

I want us to be in a relationship.

Please… if you accept my proposal,

you will come to me and say it yourself.

Yours…

Sandy.”

As soon as Gayatri finished reading, her eyes widened in shock.

She was completely stunned.

Vaidehi, too, stood frozen—unable to understand what had just happened.

A little distance away, Sandy was watching all this with a faint smile, slowly walking toward them.

But suddenly—

A large hand reached forward and snatched the letter from Gayatri’s hand.

Both of them were startled.

They turned around immediately—

Samrat.

His eyes were burning with anger. Without saying a word, he stood there and started reading the letter.

Students nearby slowly began to gather, everyone curious to know what was going on.

Vaidehi’s heart started racing…

and Sandy’s face, which had been smiling just moments ago, began to fade.

The atmosphere suddenly turned heavy…

as if something big was about to happen.

Vaidehi was getting more and more scared.

Her heart was pounding so hard, as if it would jump out of her chest.

And Samrat…

as he kept reading the letter, his eyes turned red with anger.

The veins on his hands became visible, and the lines of rage on his forehead were clear.

Everyone standing there could feel the shift—

and Vaidehi… she could see it the closest.

The very next moment—

Samrat tore the letter into pieces in anger and threw it on the ground.

Then he crushed it under his shoe.

His gaze locked directly onto Vaidehi.

Vaidehi was about to say something when—

Slap!

Samrat’s hand had already struck her cheek.

A loud slap.

Vaidehi’s head jerked to the side.

The entire place seemed to freeze.

Everyone was shocked—

a professor had raised his hand on a student.

Vaidehi stood there, holding her cheek, stunned.

Pain and disbelief were clearly visible in her eyes.

Samrat then looked at Sandy—

his eyes filled with nothing but anger.

The next moment, he grabbed Vaidehi by the waist and pulled her close.

His gesture was possessive… and dangerous.

He stood right in front of Sandy, locking eyes with him, and said—

“Mrs. Samrat Vaidehi Pratap Singh…

will you introduce yourself… or should your husband do it for you?”

Tears kept falling from Vaidehi’s eyes.

She couldn’t say a word.

Sandy stood there, watching everything—completely shattered.

By now, the whole college had come to know that Vaidehi and Samrat…

were husband and wife.

No one could believe it—

a professor and a student… married?

A few other professors had also gathered there, but no one said anything.

Samrat’s presence alone was enough to silence everyone.

And Sandy…

it felt like his heart had just broken into pieces.

Now what will happen next?

Was Samrat right to slap Vaidehi… or was it his biggest mistake?

Will Vaidehi be able to respond to this humiliation?

Will she be able to make Samrat understand that she wasn’t at fault?

And the biggest question—

what will Samrat do with Vaidehi when they are alone?

And will Sandy also become a target of his anger?

To find out, keep reading… ?

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