You Will Be The Reason For My Death

The call was picked up after the seventh ring and a sleepish voice of a woman came through it, "What do you want in the middle of the night?" She spoke fluent English with a British accent.

The man spoke in a gentle voice, "Jasmine, my sweetheart, I need your help."

The woman named Jasmine seemed to be fully awakened as she spoke through her gritted teeth, "Harvinder Pratap Singh, you only remember me whenever you need something to cover up! Who do you think I am? A fool?"

The man coughed in embarrassment. He gently corrected her, "Shh... Call me Harry or Pratap my love. You are the only one I trust the most. It's about my sole disciple. You know her, right?"

Jasmine remained silent before shouting in agitation, "Why should I help her? I don't want to help any woman! Don't mention other women's names in front of me, you cheater!"