ROHIT'S POV
"Go home already, old man. I don't need you here and she doesn't need you either." He paused for a while as the rage ate pieces and chunks off him. "Do us a favor and run off to your mistress!" I said in anger.
I didn't care about the people around or the woman sitting there with them. I didn't care if there were reporters around disguised as patients waiting for just the right opportunity to get a juicy story. I most certainly didn't care if I ruined his reputation in the process because he should have thought about his reputation before doing what he did.
Rai got up and pulled me away from the waiting area in what I could only imagine was an attempt to reduce the fallout. I couldn't care less but I followed him without putting up a fight given that I was furious at the moment.
