Madhavi’s mind suddenly became crowded with thoughts.
Why should he pay my hospital bill? It’s my expense, after all. I could have paid it myself, she thought.
For a moment, she considered calling him back and telling him so.
But the very next second, she changed her mind.
No... let him come back first. I can talk to him then.
Her thoughts kept revolving around him.
I should return the money for the bill... and I should thank him for bringing me to the hospital, she told herself.
She mentally prepared a list of things she needed to say.
Yet, no matter how hard she tried to convince herself otherwise, the truth was different.
She was waiting for him to return.
Was it to repay the money?
To thank him?
Or simply to spend a little more time talking to him?
Even she didn't know the answer.
Her eyes kept drifting toward the door again and again.
Then another thought crossed her mind.
What if he gets used to helping me?
The idea itself made her uncomfortable.
From the time she was old enough to understand the world, she had known very little of a father's love.
Her father had never truly been part of her life, and none of her relatives had stepped in to fill that void.
After her father left, she and her mother had been left completely on their own.
That was the reality she had grown up with.
And when her mother passed away, not even one of her father's relatives came forward to support her during her darkest days.
The only people who stood beside her were Nandhini and her family.
They were the ones who shared her grief, comforted her, and helped her survive those difficult times.
From then on, Nandhini was no longer just a friend—she became family.
Those experiences had deeply shaped Madhavi's heart.
She had made a promise to herself long ago:
Never depend on anyone. Never ask anyone for help.
That belief had become a part of her.
Perhaps that was why Madhavan's kindness affected her so much.
He had helped her without expecting anything in return.
He had carried her to the hospital, bought her medicines, and taken care of things she could have managed herself.
In Madhavi's world, people rarely did things without a reason.
Yet Madhavan seemed different.
And without realizing it, his unexpected kindness had begun to create new questions...
and new feelings...
inside her heart. ❤️
Madhavan was walking toward the billing counter to pay the hospital bill when he suddenly stopped upon seeing someone standing in front of him.
It was none other than his father, Somanathan.
Surprised to see his son there, Somanathan asked,
“What are you doing here?”
The question caught Madhavan off guard.
How was he supposed to explain everything that had happened at the office?
How could he begin telling his father that on his very first day, a young woman had misunderstood him, scolded him, fainted in front of him, and that he had personally brought her to the hospital?
He simply stood there in silence.
Not receiving an answer, Somanathan asked again,
“Is the audit already over?”
When Madhavan still didn't reply, a hint of sternness entered his father's voice.
“You just went to the office today, didn't you? How did you end up here so quickly?”
Question after question came his way.
Madhavan scratched the back of his head awkwardly.
Sometimes, telling the truth is easy.
Explaining how that truth came to happen is the difficult part.
And at that moment, Madhavan found himself trapped in exactly that kind of situation.
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