Chapter 35

Swati watched in horror as the woman, Sheetal, invaded Arun's personal space. Disgust churned in her stomach as she witnessed Sheetal's blatant possessiveness, the way her touch lingered on Arun's chest and cheek. A primal pang of jealousy, sharp and unexpected, ripped through her. She knew she had no right to feel this way, and yet, the feeling was undeniable.

Swati forced herself to take action. With trembling legs, she approached them, her voice barely a whisper as she tried to interject. But before she could even speak, Arun's reaction was swift and brutal. He shoved Sheetal's hands away with a force that spoke volumes about his anger.

Swati's heart lurched. Relief warred with a fresh wave of fear. Arun's anger was a storm cloud, his face a mask of fury. He locked eyes with Swati, his jaw clenched tight. For a horrifying moment, she thought she saw a flicker of accusation in his gaze, a silent question that sent a shiver down her spine.

"How dare you..." he growled, his
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