Teja POV:-
I woke up when someone tightly gripped my forearm and made me stand on my feet.
I open my eyes and look at the person.
That person is none other than my so-called father.
His eyes are red because of anger.
I am still weak, and his grip on my forearm is hurting me.
" What the hell are you doing, Mr. Baghel? " I tried to yell, but it comes out in my weak voice.
" What am I doing? What the hell are you doing, you b***h? Why didn't you invite my sister and her family to this wedding? " He asked loudly.
I chuckled as I realized why he is behaving like a raging bull.
He looked at me with confusion.
" Because I hate your sister and her children. They are nothing to me. As far as I remember, they broke their relationship with my mom, sister, and me. " I replied sarcastically.
