Page 22 of Lawfully Yours
Because even though her uncle stood in front of her, the only person she was still glaring at was Kushal.
And he was glaring right back.
“What the hell happened?” Raj Verma demanded, turning to Kushal now, who stepped back, giving him the space to check on Arundhati.
“Some protestors were outside,” he said shortly. “I already ordered security to clear them out.”
Raj turned back to Arundhati, gently holding her chin to inspect the wound.
“Whoever did this will be held accountable. We’ll take legal action immediately,” Raj Verma declared.
Arundhati, still fuming, nodded slightly as her secretary started cleaning her wound.
Kushal watched her for a few seconds before he left the room. Because if he stayed even a second longer, he wasn’t sure what the hell he would do. And right now, he had bigger things to handle—Sadhna Mukherjee and her damn team needed to be dealt with. He would make sure they never dared to pull a stunt like this again.
The moment he stepped out, a voice stopped him.
“Sir, I—”
Kushal’s head snapped toward Akash, the junior lawyer who worked closely with Arundhati.
“I what?” he barked, his patience hanging by a thread.
Akash hesitated, clearly sensing his boss’s fraying temper.
“I just wanted to remind you…” He swallowed. “That day after tomorrow is the first trial date for your divorce case with Arundhati Ma’am.”
Kushal froze mid-step.
Their divorce.
He had been so consumed by the media battle with Sadhna Mukherjee, the legal war for Anant, and the endless fights with Arundhati at the firm that he had momentarily forgotten about his own courtroom war.
A war he never wanted to fight.
He slowly exhaled before his gaze snapped to Akash.
“I don’t need reminders of my own case,” he bit out.
Akash took a small step back, clearly intimidated by the dark look in his boss’s eyes.
“Yes, sir. I just thought—”
“Don’t,” Kushal cut him off, before walking away.
But as he strode down the corridor towards his office, his mind was already spinning. Two days from now, he and Arundhati would be standing on opposite sides of the courtroom.
And despite every heated argument, every sharp retort, every insult they threw at each other, he wasn’t sure if he was ready for that moment. Because once they stepped inside that courtroom, once their case officially began, there would be no turning back.
Chapter 4
Same Night – Arundhati’s Home
Arundhati paced across her kitchen, phone pressed to her ear, her brows furrowed as she listened to her junior lawyer, Akash, speak.
“You reminded Kushal about the trial date?” she asked, surprised.
“Yes, Ma’am,” Akash replied. “Just to see his reaction. I mean… to gauge how prepared he is.”
