“Mr Ritwik all women don’t use their beauty for their work . I would much prefer that women be known for their brains not their bodies. Excuse me I have to look at the arrangements.”
Myra noticed that Sagar’s Stepmother was not too happy with the match. She was a fashionable lady who appeared to be in her early forties and all her gestures indicated that she was flaunting her wealth and creating an impression that Myra,s family were no match for their family . This was true to some extent but Jiya genuinely loved Sagar . She was not after Singhania,s wealth.
“Jiya dear take good care of this ring. It is 10 carat diamond ring and very expensive. I am sure you must not have worn anything this expensive before.”
“Mom can you stop. I love jiya and that is what matters.” Sagar had stopped his mom from further humiliating jiya.
Myra saw the entire incident but was not keen on creating a scene . Ritwik had been standing nearby but he had not stopped his mom . This further infuriated her.
After the rings were exchanged the Dj ordered a couple dance. As luck would have it Myra was supposed to dance with ritwik.
“Do you dance myra or am I supposed to teach you.?”