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Daadi remained silent for a long moment studying his face. Finally, she nodded, but her agreement came with a condition.

“But on one condition—you have to meet Suman.”

Rudra’s fists clenched involuntarily. He glanced at Shekhar, who silently urged him to comply, at least for now.

“You said you want to act like Kashish doesn’t exist in this family, didn’t you?” Daadi continued. “Then meet Suman. She’s the girl I believe is right for you.”

“You know that’s impossible, Daadi. I’m already in love with someone.”

“Just meet Suman. Spend time with her and decide for yourself. You’ll never regret my choice, Rudra.”

Rudra sighed heavily, and finally he gave in.

“Fine. I’ll meet her,” he agreed reluctantly.

Daadi’s smile returned.

Without another word, he dipped the spoon into the soup and brought it to Daadi’s lips. She accepted it, and though the tension remained, there was a small, fleeting sense of peace in the room. As Rudra continued feeding her, his mind drifted to Kashish. He knew there would be a storm when she found out about this agreement, but part of him believed she would understand why he had to do it. And he was certain of one thing—no matter how many women he met, his heart belonged to Kashish. And it always would.

CHAPTER 63

Raheja Office

The next day Rudra shared the latest development with Kashish at office. He had just finished telling her about Daadi’s health and how she was insistent that he meet her friend’s granddaughter, Suman. The moment those words left his mouth, Kashish burst into laughter.

Rudra stood frozen, watching her in disbelief. He hadn’t expected this reaction—certainly not laughter.

“You... and... Suman?” Kashish could barely get the words out between her laughter. She laughed so hard that her eyes teared up, and she had to hold her stomach from the ache. Rudra, however, wasn’t amused. He walked over and grasped her arms, trying to steady her, making her look at him.

“What’s so funny?”

Kashish tried to stifle her laughter but failed, erupting into giggles again. Rudra’s eyes narrowed, his arms folding across his chest as he waited for her to calm down.

“Sorry... I’m sorry,” she managed, wiping away her tears. “But the thought of you... with any other woman… cracked me up.”

“Cracked you up?” he muttered. “It nearly knocked the breath out of me when I promised Daadi I’d meet her.”

Kashish shook her head, a soft chuckle escaping her lips again.

“I get it, I do. It must have been hard for you. But honestly, Rudra, the idea is just... ridiculous.”

Rudra’s expression softened slightly, though a trace of frustration lingered.

“I thought Daadi would eventually accept me,” Kashish said, her voice more somber now. “But this proves she’s determined to keep us apart. She hates me enough to push you toward someone else.”

That hit Rudra hard. Kashish noticed the conflict etched into his face and stepped closer, her fingers threading softly through his hair.

“Hey... don’t lose hope,” she whispered, gently. “She’ll realize soon enough that no one else can keep you as happy as I can.”

A small, genuine smile tugged at his lips. He slid his arms around her waist, pulling her close.

“And what if I start liking Suman?”

Kashish rolled her eyes, recognizing his attempt to test her. She wasn’t fazed.

“If that happens, I’ll happily step aside. All I want is your happiness, Rudra. If someone else can give that to you, then I’ll let you go. Even if it kills me.”

Her words hit him like a punch to the gut. Without warning, Rudra gripped her by the nape of her neck and kissed her with an intensity that left no room for doubt. She didn’t resist, her body melting into his. When he finally pulled back, his face was flushed with anger and passion.

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