Arnav & khushi On their way to Happily Ever After

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This story is in continuation of the serial, just after Arnav marries Khushi, without any reason... or at least that's what Khushi knows.

FF: Arnav and Khushi On their way to Happily ever after

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Chapter 2: page 1
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Chapter 3 : page 2
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Chapter 7: page 14

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Chapter 8: page 20

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Chapter 9: page 24

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Chapter 10: page 29

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Chapter 11: page 35

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Chapter 12: page 41

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Chapter 13: page 47

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Chapter 14: page 53

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Chapter 15: page 59

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Epilogue: page 65

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Chapter 1

Anjali was starting to hate Shyam, her husband and she hated herself for that; the guilt was torturing her but she had no control over it.

It must be the hormones messing me up' she thought because even the sight of him disgusted her. She was doing her level best to ignore him, would gladly agree if he wanted to go somewhere. At least that way she wouldn't have to feel guilty about wanting to get rid of him.

What the hell is wrong with me? He loves me so and I hate him.

Just then Shyam entered the room.

"Rani sahiba, shukr hain aap mil gyn! Wo hm aap sy kehna chahty thay k' Hm aaj aap k saath pooja ma nahi ja saktay, humay aik kam sy zaruri jana hai."

Oh thanks God! Anjali thought. "Oh' theek hai hm nani ko saath ly jyn gy" she replied.

Wow, that wasn't difficult, she agreed! Shyam was surprised but relieved to hear that.

Bs Khushiji ab bs aap sy milna hai, aaj hum aap k sary sawalon k jawab dy dyn gy.

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Khushi was sitting in her room. Her husband Arnav Singh Raizada (ASR) was at work. A pool of thoughts was running through her mind.

How could it all go wrong, everything was perfect and then' he had forced her to marry him, he had suddenly changed and then' why had he said she had hurt him' she would never ever hurt him'she loved him but he was doing his best to make her hate him.. Why? Was it because she didn't tell him about her and Shyamji' did he doubt her? Should she tell him the truth?

But she couldn't bear the thought of hurting him; even after all he'd done to hurt her. The truth would hurt Anjaliji and Anjaliji was the only one whose happiness meant the world to him'

"Khushiji' Aap aa rahe hain?" Anjali called from downstairs.

Khushi snapped to her senses. "Ji Anjaliji hum aa rahy hain!" she yelled back.

Thoughts still running through her mind like a whirlpool, as she walked downstairs. Anjaliji, Naniji, Mamiji and Payal were waiting for her downstairs.

"Chalain Khushiji?" Anjali asked sweetly when Khushi came downstairs. Khushi nodded.

"Harri prekashji, darwaza band kr lain ghr py koi nahi hai." Anjali said as they all left the Raizada Mansion for pooja.

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While everyone busy preparing for pooja Khushi's mind was racing. She could not bear the thought of Arnavji hating her for something she hadn't done. She had to tell him the truth; it might not be the reason for his hatred but at least she'll have no secrets with him. But when? Now was the best time she could call him home and have a detailed conversation'no one would be home except for them because the pooja was going to last a few hours'

Devi maiya help me! Make this easy for me' I'm so sorry I have to run away from pooja but it's the only chance I'll get to corner him alone' she thought.

"Anjaliji humain zaruri ghar jana hai abi." Khushi said.

"Par Khushiji abi tou pooja shuru bhe nahi hui or hm abi tou ghr sy ayn hain."

"Jantay hain Anjaliji magr hamara jana bht zaruri hai, abhi."

"Sb theek tou hai na, Khushiji?"

"Ji, sb thek hai."

"Umm' chalain phr aap driver k saath wapis chali jyn or haan hari prekashji sy kehyay ga wo nani ka daba nikal k un k kamray main rakh dyn, nani hamesha pooja k baad usay kholti hain"

"Ji Anjalaji". With that, Khushi left the mandr.

I'll call the Laad Governer as soon as I get home to call him over. Deep in thoughts Khushi did not notice Shyam hiding behind the mandr wall; he had followed her to the pooja and now he was following her back home.

Khushiji, humary kehay begair he aap ny humary dil k baat rani shaiba sy keh di' haan aap ka ghar ma hona bht zaruri hai, abi, khun k hum ny aap k lia aak surprise rakha wa hai, he laughed in his mind as he followed Khushi's car back home.

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As soon as she got home Khushi yelled

"Hari Prekashji!"

"Ji khushiji" Hari Prekash appeared.

"Naniji ka daba un k kamray ma rakh dyn' hm zaruri kam sy apnay kamray ma ja rahy hain, Arnav ji ayn tou unhen upper be dejyay ga."

"Ji Khushiji"

Khushi went upstairs. After ten minutes of pacing about and convincing herself, she decided to call him. 'Call him Khushi , you can do this' everything's going to be fine,' she told herself and reached for the phone when the door burst open. She turned around and to her shock it was SHYAM.

"AAP!" she exclaimed, heart hammering. She took a deep breath, "App jyn yahan sy, humain aap ki koi baat hain sunni!"

But Shyam wasn't going that easily; he had been planning to corner Khushi for ages and today was his day. He finally had her alone, all to himself.

"Khushiji," He smiled, tilting his head a little, his voice sweeter than ever and his eyes transfixed on her.

Khushi felt dirty, ravished by his lustful gaze, his dirty intentions shining his dark eyes.

"Ghabrayay mat, aap ghar pr akeli nahi hain. Hari Prekashji ko kam sy bahr jana para magr' Hm hain na" His voice was low and sweet and so scary, it sent chills through Khushi's spine.

This is bad ' Omg!!! No one's home' Arnav Ji! Khushi's heart felt ready to burst out of her chest, it was beating so hard. Shyam took a step forward.

"Arnav nay aap sy shadi ki' magr kiun? Aap nahi janti na' aap ny humain khud bataya tha holi py' yaad hai na?" he gloated.

Khushi was too scared to move. Shyam took another step closer to her.

"Aur wo aap ko apni Patni nahi manta dil sy' warna wo aap ko poolside py kiun sonay dyta? Usnay tou Suhag honay ka haq he nahi aada keya 'Magr Khushiji hm hain na' hm aap ko btain ge k Pati honay ka matlb kya hota hai."

"Ap kya Bakwas Kr rahy hain!"

That's it! Khushi had heard enough. "Aap abi isi waqt hamray kamray sy bahr jyn warna'"

"Warna kya Khushiji?" Shyam cut her off. With that, he grabbed her arms and started shaking her. "Warna kya Khushiji? Aap Rani shaiba ko bata dyn ge? Arnav ko btayn ge? Aary aaj k baad tou wo aap ki taraf daikhna bhe nahi chahay ga!" He yelled. He was gripping her so tightly that it hurt, her eyes filling with tears. Worse, she couldn't move.

"Hum aap sy pyaar krtay hain Khushiji... aap nay humain pagal kr deya hai, hm aap ko hamesha kehty thay magr aap Rani sahiba ko ly kr hm sy khafa ho gyn' or phr Arnav' Khushiji aap hamari muhabat ka imtihan ly rahi theen na?" His voice lowered again and his grip on her loosened a little.

Khushi took advantage and pushed him with all her strength, running out of the door. Shyam wasn't expecting that, she had caught him completely off guard. He recovered quickly though and ran after her.

She was on her way to Anjaliji's room so she could lock herself until everyone gets home when Shyam caught up with her. He jerked her back, ripping her shirt in the process. Still she ran and hid behind the first open door she found.

But Shyam wasn't giving up that easily either. He was looking around for her. A few steps away, she could see the door to Anjali's room. But Shayam was too close and she dared not move. Her body was quaking with fear.

"Khushi" he yelled. "Ma janta hum aap yahen hain' mujay aap ki kushbu aa rahi hai!"

Chills ran through her spine; she closed her eyes. Arnav Ji where are you??? I need you here' Devi Maiya help me!!!

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Arnav threw another file away, not even bothering to open this one up. He'd been doing the same all day ' he had nothing else to do. Everything had been handled before Aakash's wedding so that he would be free to attend to his brother's wedding but he had to escape Khushi's presence or he would lose whatever was left of his mind.

Though today had shown him how wrong he was. No matter what he did, no matter where he went, his thoughts always circled back to the same, annoying topic with her annoying eyes and annoying smile and annoying everything.

What the hell am I doing, thinking about her? I should be hating her, not thinking about finally setting our troubles aside and falling in love' no, not love, in like with her.

Easier said than done, though. He knew he should hate her; she had betrayed him and his sister and there was no way he could forgive her. But'

He ran a hand through his hair in frustration and threw his head back, closing his eyes. This has to stop' I must stop this! She doesn't love me and there isn't anything between us.

Part of him knew he was being too harsh on her; he could've given her a chance to justify herself. But suspecting she didn't love him was something he could live with; knowing that she didn't would destroy him. Better be harsh and make her hate him. That way, he wouldn't be tempted and she wouldn't be hurt' too much.

Yeah, that it' his eyes were still closed, his mind dwelling on these grim thoughts when he heard Khushi say, right in his ear, her voice frightened, Arnavji, where are you?

He jerked upright, glancing around. What the'? I must be losing my mind!

The fright in her voice wouldn't leave him, plaguing his mind until he was ready to pull his hair out and he threw down everything, donning his coat and hurrying back home.

I'll just spy on her, see if she's okay' she doesn't even need to know I'm home.

Yeah, that'd work.

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awww very nice!!

FF: Arnav and Khushi On their way to Happily ever after

Chapter 2

Anjali was praying' the hatred for her husband was making her consider different things' she was going crazy, she had always loved him. She remembered how she had cried with her Mangal surta broke but now she was thinking it might be a sign, maybe Devi maiya wanted to show her that Shayam was no longer'SNAP OUT OF IT!

"Humain maaf kr dejiyay, hm inn k baray mai galat sochnay lg paray han, ajeb ajeb khyalaat aa rahay hain humary dil ma" she prayed out loud enough so she could hear herself.

She wasn't sure what was going on, she was trying hard to feel guilty but' Hormones' Definitely hormones! She assured herself.

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Arnav reached home, the front door was already open and the house was unusually quite'yeah the pooja he remembered.

"Harri prekash" he yelled.

No reply' Arrh he decided to go upstairs and to check if Khushi was home'what if she is home and I get caught' yeah, I forgot my files.

His bedroom door was open, inside the carpet was folded as if someone was dragged, a glass lay broken on the floor what the... what happened? Where's Khushi?

Arnav ran outside to check other rooms' Khushi where are you dammit. Naniji's room was empty, next Aakash's room' still nobody.

"Khushi!!!" he yelled as he walked out of Aakash's room towards Anjali's room. He heard muffled sounds as if someone was hitting their feet on the floor. The door was closed Arnav reached for the knob Please Khushi be in there and be okay. He was not expecting the sight that awaited him.

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Shyam had tied Khushi on a chair in Anjali's room and stuffed her mouth with cloth.

"Hum kabhi aasa nahi krna chaty thay Khushiji magr aap nay humain majboor kr deya... Aray hum aap ko takleef hain dyn gy' aap ko bht maza aay gy jb hm aap sy farig hon gy" he smiled at her.

Khushi was too shocked to respond'Shayam had found her behind the door and she had again escaped to her room but he had caught up with her. He had manhandled her because she was not coming and had pulled her hair and dragged her from her room; in her struggle she had broken the vase on her side table. Tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Khushi ji abi ro k humara dil na kharab karain" Shyam said as her tried to remove the tears off her face but she pulled away disgusted and started hitting her feet on the floor struggling to get free.

"aap aram sy nahi manain ge kya? Hamain gusa na dilayay Khushiji" with that he leaned down to kiss Khushi's neck But just then the door to the room burst open.

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Every bone in Arnav's body was wanted to tear Shyam to pieces, how dare he touch Khushi...HIS KHUSHI!

BAMN! Arnav had Pulled Shyam hair and Punched his face with all his might, it all had happened much too fast for Shyam to react. BAMN! Another punch before Shyam could regain his consciousness to what was happening.

"KHUSHI' MERI'PATNI'HAI" Arnav Barked sounding so dangerous that it sent chills down a half unconscious Shyam and BAMN! Arnav had punched him so hard straight on the mouth that it broke a few teeth and Shyam fell unconscious on the ground.

I'm going to Kill you bas***d with my bare hands how Dare YOU!!! HOW DARE YOU TOUCH KHUSHI!!!! Khushi' "Khushi" Arnav said out loud turning to her. Poor Khushi was tied to her chair, still in her shocked state, tears rolling down her cheeks, she was not sure if it was a dream or had Arnavji actually rescued her from the DOG!

Arnav untied her, got the cloth out of her mouth .I'm definitely going to KILL HIM for manhandling MY WIFE! Then he kneeled down beside her. "Khushi" he said, his voice sweeter than ever. "Khushi, tm theek ho? Are you alright?" he reached out and touch her arm. Khushi trembled and jerked at his touch ' She was too afraid, she was not sure if it really was HER ARNAVJI or was it just a dream.

Arnav figured what must be going through her mind so he started to reassure her. "It's me' Arnav, Khushi I'm not going to hurt you' Look here" he held his hand up to show her. "I'll not touch you if you don't want me to, but you need to get up". Khushi stared blankly at him.

Arnav's mind was going crazy; I'll rip you to pieces Shyam' My own wife is afraid of me because of you' How could have I left her with that Dog!!!! "Khushi'" Arnav said softly. He had to do something; he had to assure her that it was HIM and not SHYAM. He cupped her face and stared straight in her eyes. "Khushi'"

Her eyes met his and the connection between them glowed to its fullest' *Rabba Ve* she knew it was him' Arnavji' her Arnavji had come to rescue her but she was too weak to respond or say something out loud she just stared at him, tears poured out of her eyes. Arnav knew she had recognized him. "Sb theek ho jy ga... I'm here" he said softly wiping the tears off her eyes. He knew she was in shock and he had to calm her down. "Khushi..." he took her hand in his and helped her to her feet so he could carry her to the bedroom.

Khushi was hurt, Shyam had manhandled and her entire body ached. Arnav saw the ripped shirt from the back. "What the'Khushi did he do that to you? tumhen us ny zaida zoor sy to.." Arnav stopped midway because Khushi was shaking of fear. Arnav took off his coat and put it on her to cover her. "Khushi' its okay, mai hoon idr" he said reassuring her that everything's going to be fine. He threw a deadly look at the unconscious Shyam on the floor; You better be dead or its going to get really painful for you.

Then he lifted Khushi and carried her in his arms to the bed room. She needs to lie down and rest until she feels well enough to talk. On their way out of Anjali's room Arnav kicked the unconscious Shyam, I'll deal with you soon bas***d.

Khushi felt safe in his arms, he always held her as if she was a porcelain doll who'd break if not handled with care. They reached their room, Arnav gently lied Khushi down on the bed but she sat instead. She still wasn't talking or reacting much, although tears were still dripping silently out of her eyes. This sight of her tears was killing Arnav, he hated to see her in pain and cry.

"Khushi'" he said again wiping tears off her face as he sat beside her. " sab theek ho jy ga' ma pani lata hun". He was about to get up when Khushi put her head on his chest and started crying really hard. "Khushi'Khushi" Arnav felt helpless, She was sobbing really hard. "Khushi talk to me please' tell me everything' kia huwa?" he put his arms around her protectively.

"Hum'Hum'aap" she spoke between her sobs "aap ko'batanay aa rahy thy'hum aap sy poochna chahaty'.k k aap hum sy naraz thy'kia ap ko lgta hai k'k'hum aap ko dhoka day rahy they'." She was sobbing so hard but Arnav could clearly hear what she was saying; he felt numb but he had to hear it all.

"Hum' anjaliji sy 'pooch kr ghar aay they takay aap ko '. Ghar bula lain'or aap'ko 'sb bta dain' k '."She hiccupped then continued "k'wo'Shh'Shh...Shayamji..." she shook in his arms with fear "'ny humain dhoka dy k' hm sy' sagai ki' or'or wo'buaa'buaaji k ghar ma rehny lagay'"

What the'Arnav could not believe his ears, he was cursing himself inside I should have known, he tricked her'

"..Phr jb humain pata laga 'k wo Anjaliji k'. tou hum ny... sagai tor de'. Hum ' aap ko batanay' lagay' pr phir'ap perashan ho jatay' or anjaliji' wo unn sy bht' bht'pyaar krti hain' wo toot jatein' hm ny...Sh Shh Shyamji'" She shook in his arms but continued "...ko dhamki lagai' k hum aap ko bta dain gy'agr wo baaz na ae'magr phr jiji k shadi py' hm aap sy milnay chat py'.pr wo aagy'"

Khushi was sobbing as she went on about how, when she wanted to tell Arnav, they got married in a hurry. Arnav's head was spinning, how could he have ever doubted her, he was regretting every single move he'd made. I should have asked her' But I thought she didn't love me'It's all my fault. "' or itnay gusay ma thay hum kesay batatay'" she sobbed

I should have known, how could have trusted that SNAKE over HER! He was annoyed with himself, the whole world around him shook; her words were hitting him hard. Khushi went on about the rest of it to how she came home today and how no one was home except hari prekash. "' hari prekashji ko kaha k aap ko upper bej dyn' hum aap ko phone krnay walay they' Jb wo." she chocked over her sobs. "'humaray baal kenchay or kameez bhe' or itni zoor sy' humain band diya'or hum aap ko bula rahy thay'" she finished sobbing harder than ever.

Curse you Arnav Singh Raizada how could you be so wrong, you hurt her when she needed you the most' yet she still cared, I don't deserve her. Arnav hugged Khushi tighter reassuring her that he was with her. "Khushi'" He said softly "don't worry' ab sb kuch thek ho jy ga I promise." In his mind Arnav went on it better be, I hurt you and now I'll fix this, I'll fill your world with the happiness you deserve.

He sat there hugging her for what seemed like ages until Khushi had stopped crying and fallen asleep in his arms. She looked like a really beautiful doll sleeping peacefully, he gently stroked her hair his mind far off in thoughts How could I'how will I ever make it up to her? and what about Shyam'what'll I say to De?...No, No I don't care if it hurts De' she needs to Know the truth, I won't let her an inch near the DOG!

He looked down at Khushi who lay in his arms *Rabba Ve* She's so beautiful'So...Perfect and Peaceful. Arnav leaned down and kissed her on the cheek softly, he always felt like he'd break her if he touched her a little harder, she was too fragile'I'll make it up to you Khushi, I promise'I hope you forgive me' I can never forgive myself for all the pain I've caused you'I'm so sorry Khushi, I really am Sorry. He wiped the tear that had formed in his eye No! Not until you've done as much as she has for you.

He laid her on the bed. I have to go take care of that jerk in De's room, he wanted to leave but Khushi was holding on to his shirt collar unconsciously. He smiled, loosened her grip, kissed her hand and then laid it beside her. "I'll be right back" he said softly to the sleeping Khushi.

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Awesome !! Cant wait for Chapter 3 - please continue !!!

😳how cute was that?????

awesome mariam...you are too good..every scene and every emotion has been penned down so well...no character deviation at all..excellent plot and i thoroughly enjoyed reading it.!!thnx for sharing and hope you will write more!!

Jus read both the part's ..its really nice

FF: Arnav and Khushi On their way to Happily ever after

Chapter 3

"Yeah Akash it's me, I'm staying home today' yeah everything's fine, yeah see you tonight." Arnav got off the phone as he shut the door behind him, Khushi was asleep inside. He headed off to Anjali's room. Oh yeah you better be dead Shyam he thought to himself as he entered Anjali's room. What the'Arnav looked around. There was no one in the room, the chair and ropes were on the floor as he'd left them, the bed sheets crumpled.

"Harri prikash" he yelled.

"Je Arnav babu" Harri prikash hurried upstairs to where Arnav stood.

"Kahan they tm? Where were you?" Arnav asked sternly.

"Hum Anjali didi ki champi k lia tail lene gy thy, Shyam babu ny kaha tha foran sy jaon" he replied.That freak! Arnav snarled in his head. "tm ny daikha hai Shyam ko? Where is he now?" he asked."Nai Arnav babu hum tou abhi abhi ghar ayn hain" he replied. Arnav noticed his eyes move around the room.

"Hmm' Acha, clean this room before De's home and make sure these'" he said pointing at the chair, ropes and the sheets "' ye apni sahi jagay py hon... or han'" he added sternly "' De ko iss baray my kuch na pata chaly, Do I make myself clear?" he said raising an eyebrow dangerously. Harri Prikash swallowed then nodded.

Arnav left the room to check the house for Shyam' Where'd he go? He walked about the house finding no trace of Shyam the hell! Arnav was going back upstairs when Anjali and rest of the family got home.

"Chotay...?" Anjali looked at him confused. "tum ghar jaldi? Sb theek tou hai?"

"Oh good you're back De, yeah sb thek hai, wo bs Khushi'" he cut off midway, Should I tell her right now, but Anjali cut him off "Oh haan Khushiji nay kaha tha unko zaruri jana hai, wo kahan hain?"

"Aaa' De wo upper soo rahi hai, she's a little tired" he replied casually, Anjali Blushed. She and nani exchanged embarrassed looks. Payal got all red and mami ji went on "Hello hi bye bye' Arnov bitwa tum ghar o phati sair ki khatr'" she cut off midway as if she realized something then got all embarrassed. Arnav was confused. "Umm' thek hai chotay" Anjali smiled all awkwardly. Why are they acting all blushy? He thought OH, it hit him' they think Khushi and I'wow. He felt his cheek glow red.

He shook his head to himself and was on this way upstairs when he heard Anjali "je nani, inn ka phone aya tha abhi' wo keh rhay they k unko case ki wajay sy foran jana parha'"

"magr anjali bitya damadji wapsi kb aayn gy?" Nani asked.

".. pata nahi nani, ye keh rahy thy k shid is dafa inn ko zaida din wahan rehna paray'or'" she smiled then continued "'ye keh rahy thy k iss dafa wo humain apnay saath apnay ghar ly jyn gy." What the' "What the'" Arnav could not resist himself "No De you're not going anywhere'" but Anjali's cut him off, "Relax chotay, pehly innhen ghar tou anay do phir decide karna."

"Its decided De, you're not going anywhere. JEJAJI'" he felt his teeth grind, "'ko mai handle kr lunga". Anjali shook her head smiling Chotay bhe na, she thought. Arnav went upstairs.

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Anjali was finally in her bedroom all alone, she needed some private time because the time spent at Pooja had driven home the fact that she really needed Shyam gone. She had not complained when he told he had to leave all of a sudden She had actually felt relieved to hear that, it meant she didn't had to see his face for sometime which was what she wanted. Maybe when my Mangal sutra broke it meant' WHATS WRONG WITH YOU ANJALI? C'mon now he Loves you' but why does it feels like he doesn't anymore'Why do I hate him? Why does it feels like he's not what he used to be? Why do I feel like I'm looking at a snake when I see him' he disgusts me! SNAP OUT OF IT' Hormones'. Yeahh!!! Hormones. She took deep breaths as she lay down and fell asleep.

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Arnav was at the poolside, gardening. It was his favorite past time especially when he was doing the thinking and boy did he have some thinking to do. Khushi was still asleep, though it was almost twilight now. He had turned off the lights and shut the door so she wouldn't get disturbed.

Flashbacks off the day ran through his mind; the day had gone by so fast, so much had happened and he still had so much to do.

Hats off to you Arnav Singh Raizada! For a man who claims to make his own destiny, you sure did a good job of completely destroying it! Disgustedly, he snipped off a bud, his anger lending him extreme focus. How could you have been so wrong? You tell Khushi she doesn't have a brain' where did your brain go, huh? Argh, I'm disgusted at you'

It occurred to him that addressing himself in third person was probably a sign of impending madness but that didn't bother him too much. Sanity, apparently, wasn't a well suited arena when dealing with his'PATNI.

He couldn't forget the fear on Khushi's face as Shyam leaned over her, getting his filthy hands on her delicate arms. If he was not wrong, she probably had bruises' she is so delicate, so easily bruised and that sonofabitch'.

He cut off several stalks, noting vaguely that he was destroying the plant but too angry to care.

I've been wrong about her from the start. I should learn NEVER to trust my head where she's concerned. How could have I thought she was playing me? How could I even think she was having an affair with Shyam? She respects the bonds of marriage too much to even contemplate such a thing.

She must've been heartbroken when she found that her fianc was a married man. He remembered her broken sobs when she'd told him. Sighing, he threw his head down, arms resting the shears against the pots. And look what I made her do'

His mind flashed back to his wedding, if you could call what he did that. There was no ceremony involved, he'd just forced her into wedlock'to punish her. Face it Raizada, it had less to do with saving De and more with punishing her for her crimes' crimes she never committed.

'Nafrat karte hain hm ap se, nafrat!!!' Khushi's words played over and over in his head, making it spin. No wonder she hates me so. When did I ever do right by her?

The first night he'd met her, he'd suspected her of luring him on purpose, blaming his attraction to her on her vile plans. And he'd been wrong. His actions had uprooted her family, forcing them move from Lucknow to Dehli.

He put her life in danger, almost killing her, because he was too angry at her for tempting him' which she never meant to, you idiot. She's too innocent to go about playing coy' and he'd repeatedly insulted her, taking advantage of her family's situation to bribe her into working for him, even though it chafed against her pride.

And don't forget the time you almost kissed her, his inner voice reminded him, sounding suspiciously sarcastic. You played her' it was obvious your words would break her and what did you do, huh stud? Yeah, that's right' you told her it meant nothing, that she meant NOTHING!

And then you forced her to marry you, using her sister's wedding to bribe her once again. Damn you Arnav Singh Raizada! Everyone she cared about, everyone she loved rejected her because of you.

He remembered, clear as day, how her mother had slapped her on finding her standing like that, wearing mangal sutara and sundhoor, how she'd run after them, calling them and apologizing.

Despite all that, she STILL cared enough that she didn't tell you because she was afraid it would hurt you! And all that time you were too afraid to confront her' fearing she would tell you she really hated you' or worse, loved Shyam.

Angrily, he threw down the shears and when that wasn't enough, he threw down a pot. A large one that made a lot of noise. It didn't make him feel any better. If anything, he felt worse because along with the mess he'd created with Khushi, he now had to clean this one up.

'Nafrat karte hm ap se, nafrat! Ghin aati hai humain ap se'' Ghin to mjhe bhe a rahi hai' he thought, picking up the soil. He always believed in taking action... in doing something to make things right, it was what he did'

There must be something I can do'he couldn't just stand and do nothing. He'd hurt her so many times, for the wrong reasons, and now, she'd almost been raped. He had failed to even provide her the protection being his wife entailed. I put her in this mess; I'll pull her out of it. There is only one thing left to do'

His heart suddenly lurched inside his chest'DHAK DHAK, DHAK DHAK'

Oh shut up, you couldn't have spoken up sooner, could you? You left me to figure all that on my own'you have no right to hurt' not until you've suffered at least as much as hers probably did with all those times I did her wrong'

It didn't matter how hard his heart hurt him (hear that, De? Your Chotay is talking about his heart') he had to correct things. It might break him but he would be doing the right thing. Finally.

I'll divorce her. She never wanted to live with me; I forced her into it, making her endure the censure of her family. Instead of a marriage, I gave her a sham' for someone who cherishes the wedlock as much as she did, it must be sacrilege. And she hates me' after all that, I'd hate me'

Yup, there's a recipe for divorce' so, yeah, that's it' oh, and I'll apologize' probably.

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