Chapter 4 Price Of Loss
Just then, the maid comes in and quietly places some sandwiches, coffee, and cookies on the table before leaving.
Rohit immediately grabs a sandwich and starts eating without hesitation. Samar shoots him a sharp look, but Rohit couldn't care less; his focus is completely on the food.
Samar then turns to Mr. Shekhawat and asks, “So, are you ready to take the land back?”
Mr. Shekhawat calmly says, “No… I’m not going to take that land back.”
Samar looks surprised. “Then what?” he asks.
Mr. Shekhawat’s tone turns more serious as he says, “Because what I want from you in return… I don’t think you’ll be able to do it.”
With quiet determination in his eyes, Samar replies, “Maybe you forgot who you’re talking to.”
Mr. Shekhawat nods slightly. “No… I know exactly who I’m talking to.”
Samar leans forward a little and says with confidence, “There’s nothing I can’t do.”
Rohit, still chewing his sandwich, mumbles with a full mouth, “Exactly, sir! He can do anything.”
Mr. Shekhawat chuckles at this. Samar gives Rohit another sharp look, but Rohit is far too engrossed in the food to notice.
Then Mr. Shekhawat looks directly at Samar, his eyes filled with hope, and asks calmly, “Will you marry my daughter?”
And just like that, the color drains from both Samar’s and Rohit’s faces.
Samar sits in stunned silence, completely caught off guard. Rohit chokes on his sandwich and starts coughing, scrambling for water. He quickly takes a few gulps, and then both of them stare at Mr. Shekhawat in complete shock, trying to make sense of what they just heard.
Samar, frustrated and angry, snaps, “Have you lost your mind?”
Mr. Shekhawat calmly replies, “I told you before you can’t do it. Things will go the way I say.”
Samar clenches his fists in rage, grinding his teeth as he says, “How dare you say something like that to me? I’m only holding back out of respect for your age. Otherwise, you have no idea who you’re talking to!”
Mr. Shekhawat gives a calm smile and says, “I know exactly who I’m talking to, Samar. That’s why I’m saying it.”
Meanwhile, Rohit stands nearby, shocked, watching both of them. Deep down, he feels oddly happy. Finally, he thinks, someone’s giving my grumpy boss a hard time and if things go well, maybe he’ll even get married.
But Samar is still fuming. “I don’t want to make any deal with you. You’re only good at causing losses,” he snaps, standing up in anger.
Rohit tries to intervene, saying, “Sir, please… just hear him out once.” But Samar shoots him a fiery glare, his eyes red with anger. Rohit instantly falls silent.
Mr. Shekhawat, still smiling, says, “I knew this would happen. After all you can’t pay me back for the loss you caused me.”
The moment Samar hears that, his steps freeze. Irritated, he says, “Ask me for anything else. I won’t say no.”
Mr. Shekhawat calmly replies, “Let it go. What I truly wanted, you couldn’t give. And I don’t want anything else now. After all, it’s my loss. I’ll deal with it.” Saying this, he turns his face away.
Samar has worked with Mr. Shekhawat many times before. He knows Mr. Shekhawat is a mature and wise man, and Samar doesn’t want to be the reason for his loss. He stands there for a moment, silently watching him.
Meanwhile, Rohit thinks to himself with a smile, Oh God, please send someone beautiful into this man’s life already!
Finally, frustrated, Samar says, “Fine. I’ll do it. But on one condition.”
The moment he says that, a smile appears on both Mr. Shekhawat’s and Rohit’s faces.
Mr. Shekhawat asks, “What condition?”
Samar replies, “That I can file for divorce whenever I want.”
Rohit looks at him, shocked. But Mr. Shekhawat just smiles and says, “I accept. But you won’t be able to divorce my daughter.”
Rohit jumps in, confused, “Why not?”
Mr. Shekhawat chuckles and says, “Because my daughter is absolutely lovely, and I know very well that SR won’t be able to leave her.”
Rohit laughs. “Ohhh, that’s great news! We accept this alliance!”
Samar shoots him a cold glare and says, “I have no interest in marriage. I’m only agreeing because I don’t like being the cause of someone else’s loss. Just make sure your daughter knows not to interfere in my work.”
Mr. Shekhawat replies calmly, “You can explain that to her yourself.” With that, he picks up the documents from his side and hands them to Samar. “Go ahead and sign.”
Samar takes the papers. As he opens them, he realizes they are marriage papers. He looks to one side and sees the signature already there.
At the bottom, the name reads ISHANI SHEKHAWAT.
He is still staring at the document when Rohit quickly puts a pen in front of him. Samar looks up and sees Rohit grinning widely.
Samar glares at him, then silently picks up the pen and signs. He then hands the papers back to Mr. Shekhawat. Mr. Shekhawat says with a smile, “At least meet my daughter once.”
But as Samar walks toward the door, he says coldly, “No need. I’m not interested in your daughter or this marriage. I’ve paid the price for your loss.” And with that, he walks out.
Meanwhile, Rohit hugs Mr. Shekhawat and says excitedly, “Thank you! You’ve done something amazing!”
Mr. Shekhawat starts laughing. Rohit asks with curiosity, “Sir, how did you even come up with such a brilliant idea?”
Mr. Shekhawat’s eyes well up slightly as he softly replies, “It wasn’t just an idea; it was my compulsion.”
Rohit looks concerned. “Compulsion?”
Mr. Shekhawat sighs and says, “I’ve already had two heart attacks, Rohit. I don’t know how much time I have left. That’s why I wanted to hand over my daughter’s responsibility to someone trustworthy. And honestly, besides SR, I didn’t find anyone capable enough. My daughter is very innocent. She’ll never question SR’s decisions. I know she’ll be safe and happy with him.”
Rohit, trying to lighten the mood, says, “Wow… your heart attack actually turned out to be quite useful!”
Mr. Shekhawat gives him a sharp look.
Rohit just flashes a big smile and runs out of the room before he can get scolded.
Mr. Shekhawat can’t help but laugh too. He knows Rohit well his habits, his jokes. After all, Rohit has worked with him many times before and has always been like this.