Chapter 61 — Try If You Can
Mr. Rathore wiped the blood from the corner of his lip, still shaken but not backing down.
His eyes narrowed at Veeresh with stubborn rage.
“I will make her divorce you,” he said coldly.
A pause.
“And I will get her married to someone else… in front of you.”
For a second, silence swallowed the corridor.
Then Veeresh laughed.
Not loud.
Not amused.
But sharp.
Dangerous.
Like something inside him had snapped into clarity instead of rage.
He straightened slowly, adjusting his sleeves, eyes locked on Mr. Rathore.
“You will what?” Veeresh asked quietly.
Mr. Rathore didn’t step back.
“I will break this marriage. I will take my daughter back. She will forget you completely—”
Veeresh interrupted with a faint smirk.
“Forget me?”
He tilted his head slightly.
“That part you’re already late for.”
A pause.
Veeresh stepped closer again, voice dropping lower.
“You think divorce will fix her?”
Another step.
“You think marriage is what she’s trapped in?”
His eyes hardened.
“She is not yours to relocate like property.”
Mr. Rathore clenched his jaw.
Veeresh continued calmly, but each word carried weight.
“You already tried shock treatment.”
“You already tried isolation.”
“You already tried erasing her mind.”
A beat.
“And what happened?”
Silence.
Veeresh leaned slightly forward.
“She still survived you.”
His tone turned colder.
“So tell me… what exactly do you think a divorce paper will do that torture couldn’t?”
Mr. Rathore’s expression faltered for a fraction of a second.
Veeresh straightened fully now.
“And about marrying her to someone else…”
A faint smile returned to his face—but it didn’t reach his eyes.
“Try it.”
A pause.
“Let’s see how far you get before I stop you.”
The corridor was completely silent again.
Veeresh turned slightly, already done with the conversation.
But before walking away, he added one final line without looking back:
“She is not something you replace.”
A pause.
“She is someone you lost the right to control the moment you chose to destroy her.”




















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