His Replaced Bride! Defend Her!

“Sometimes people defend you in a way that you couldn't able to believe your fate or luck.”

That night, Siya sat in her room, staring at the floor, trying to process everything.

Virat had defended her.

Not because he loved her. Not because they were a perfect couple.

But because… she was his wife.

And suddenly, that word felt heavier than ever.

A gentle knock at the door pulled her out of her thoughts.

Dadaji stepped inside, his warm, wise eyes filled with understanding.

Ramachandra Rathore (Dadaji)

May I sit, beta?

Siya nodded quickly, moving to help him, but he waved her off.

Ramachandra Rathore (Dadaji)

I may be old, but I can still sit without help. (he chuckled)

Siya Mehta (FL)

(Siya smiled softly)

After a pause, Dadaji spoke.

Ramachandra Rathore (Dadaji)

You did well today.

Siya Mehta (FL)

(She looked up, startled)

Siya Mehta (FL)

What do you mean, Dadaji?

Ramachandra Rathore (Dadaji)

(Dadaji sighed) It’s not easy to stand in a house that doesn’t accept you. But you, Siya… you have more strength than you realize.

Siya Mehta (FL)

(Siya lowered her gaze) Sometimes, I feel like I’m just waiting for the moment they finally tell me to leave. 💔

Ramachandra Rathore (Dadaji)

(Dadaji placed his wrinkled hand over hers)

Ramachandra Rathore (Dadaji)

Then let me tell you something no one else will.

Siya Mehta (FL)

🥺 (Siya looked up, tears threatening to spill)

Ramachandra Rathore (Dadaji)

You are my bahu. No one else’s. You belong here, beta. And one day, Virat will see what I already do. (he smiled)

Ramachandra Rathore (Dadaji)

*Or Maybe he does already but that gade ka baccha (Son of a donkey) doesn't want to accept it.* (he smiled internally)

Siya Mehta (FL)

(Siya swallowed the lump in her throat)

Siya Mehta (FL)

And what is that?

Ramachandra Rathore (Dadaji)

(Dadaji squeezed her hand)

Ramachandra Rathore (Dadaji)

That you are not a replacement. You are Siya Rathore.

Siya Mehta (FL)

(Heart beating fast with pain and happiness)

And for the first time that night, Siya believed it.

Siya Mehta (FL)

Okay. Now your medicine time and need to be sleep after taking it, Remember? (she strictly asked trying to change the topic)

Ramachandra Rathore (Dadaji)

(he started to laugh seeing siya’s cute glare)

Ramachandra Rathore (Dadaji)

Okay, Beta Ji!! 😁 (Saying so he stands up with the help of Siya and walks to his room with her)

Siya Mehta (FL)

(Smiles hearing that because no one has ever called her like this sweetly and lovingly)

Meanwhile, in Virat’s study, Karan leaned against the desk, arms crossed, smirking.

Karan Malhotra (Virat’s Best Friend)

You’re in trouble, bro.

Virat Rathore (ML)

(Virat groaned, pouring himself a drink)

Virat Rathore (ML)

Not now, Karan. 💢

Karan Malhotra (Virat’s Best Friend)

(Karan chuckled) Oh, absolutely now. You just told an entire room full of people that Siya is enough for you. That’s a big deal, man.

Virat didn’t respond. Because deep down, he knew Karan was right. Something had shifted. And he had no idea how to deal with it.

Karan Malhotra (Virat’s Best Friend)

(Karan took the drink from his hand)

Karan Malhotra (Virat’s Best Friend)

So tell me, Virat. When did you start caring about your wife?

Virat Rathore (ML)

(Virat exhaled slowly, staring at the wall)

Virat Rathore (ML)

When did I?

Virat Rathore (ML)

He didn’t have an answer.

But for the first time in Eight months, he wasn’t so sure that he didn’t.

To be continued…

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