Shruti grabbed her arm tightly and yelled, "Isliye shadi karayi thi teri mere bete se" (That's why I got you married to my son)

Dipthi frowned keeping her palm on her cheek and murmured, "Par wo aapka beta thode hai" (But he is not your son) Anger rushed in Shruti's eyes. She slapped her again as she fell on the floor. Her saree had gone undone. She clutched her saree and started crying.