Chapter 167

Alia Death

Being in the hospital, a place where had turned to his home for the past three years, Rohit gazes around as he recalled every little memory of himself and his mother there.

The first time she was rushed there for suicide attempt seven years ago, and there it continued, for straight four years of pumping the stomach of poisonous s****ce, and three years of intense sufferings from past mistakes.

Gruesome memory, a memory that make him to wish he could forget all even if it meant his own mother too. He rushed to the ICU, and found his mother. He saw his father right beside her which pissed him off.

"What are you doing here?" He questioned him as he shoved his hands off his mother.

"Get out, he screamed at his father"

His eyes were red, and beads of sweats were formed all over his body, he was irritated by the sight of his father with his mother, he hated it. How dare him? he thought glaring at him.

"Rohit, she was his wife" Doctor Ch