Chapter 112 - You Deserve It

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Today Rashmi lost her temper once; the effect and consequences were better than she anticipated. She had
actually calmed down once she left the restaurant. She just hated seeing Shehnaaz’s smug face and wanted to smack it.

“Professor Sen, I really have a reason for this. I was planning to tell you about it today. Even if she didn’t say anything, I would have explained it anyway.” Rashmi jogged up and
followed inside.

Kartik removed his jacket and threw it carelessly. Rashmi smoothly caught it and hung it in the closet. When she entered the living room, she saw Kartik sit elegantly on the red velvet couch, the crimson hue reflecting in his shimmering eyes. Rashmi’s heart hammered as she slowly made her way over and stood close to him. She
clutched her hands together and said respectfully, “Professor Sen, the thing is, although Sana isn’t adult yet, she’s already 17 and will turn 18 in the end of the year. But her guardian is a middle aged man, aren’t you worried…?”

Kartik’s eyes flashed, his slightly drunk gaze landed on Rashmi’s face, “You’re saying, you’re worried that he might try something with her?”

If that was the reason, her meddling wasn’t all that unacceptable. However, he didn’t appreciate someone else
reading his mind. Kartik looked down and shook his finger, “No, this reason won’t hold. If you’re worried about
this, you could’ve rented two apartments and have them live apart. Why did you have to be so unnecessary and install cameras in the apartment?”

“…Professor Sen, it was my oversight, this won’t happen again.” Rashmi’s heart wrenched, she could no longer
understand what Kartik was thinking.

Kartik rose from the sofa, his posture as straight as a pole as he folded his hands behind his back, “You’re made
too serious a mistake, go back for two months and come back when the Congress is in session again.”

He actually was still banishing her…

Rashmi could scarcely muster the bitter smile on her face. She wanted to plead her case, but couldn’t utter a
single word when she looked at Kartik’s impassive face.

It boiled down to the fact she wasn’t as shameless as Shehnaaz… That little orphan girl could change faces so quickly that a normal person would never be her opponent.

She was all too good at flattery and had no morals–this must be because her life was too hard and she couldn’t survive otherwise…

Rashmi couldn’t help the wicked thoughts, but quickly controlled herself. She couldn’t be like this, Kartik didn’t like malicious women…

“Yes, Professor Sen, then I’ll back to see my parents.” Rashmi carefully glanced at Kartik’s eyes. He turned to
go upstairs without saying anything.

Rashmi looked at the empty staircase in a daze and couldn’t help wrap herself in her arms when she thought about her home. Her parents were only gardeners for the He family. It was because she studied hard from a young age and was outstanding that she was chosen to be Kartik’s side to care for and assist him. If she went back like this, the people at home would know she made a mistake and she would lose all face. Rashmi gritted her teeth and chased after him anyway.

Kartik was just about to open his bedroom door.

“Professor Sen!” Rashmi hastily called, “Do you have any messages for Mr. Sen?”

Kartik didn’t turn his head, his slender fingers resting on the door handle and his eyes flashing. He said in a deep voice, “Ask after his health and tell him I’m well.”

“Yes, Professor Sen.” Rashmi sighed in relief. With this request from him, she had a legitimate reason to go home
and see her family and friends.

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