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Third-person pov: (present time ) Kabir keeps staring at Kate, then he rings the bell, "my driver will drop you at your home..." Kabir said to Kate, "It's not needed, thanks for your generosity..." Kate said, in a low tone, wiping her tears. "Baba you needed anything...?" One of the oldest maids asked Kabir, and he nodded "Lead Ms. Kate to the exit door and tell Christopher to drop her to her place..." Hearing Kabir's cold tone, Kate instantly runs out of the medical room with her broken heart pieces. Kabir closed his eyes, "Why? Why does she always put me in such situations...?" Kabir thought After five minutes, Kabir cursed under his breath to see his wound, ** she is truly dead of me, God knows what pleasure she gets by seeing me in pain...** Kabir said, getting up from the be

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