Sapno ki dunya mai rehna hi acha hai...

Kyun k asal dunya mai sirf dil toot'te hain...

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Payal has fell silent after that forming words in her mind in order to reveal the truth.

Akash was rubbing his hands.

Anjali sighed frustrated seeing Akash and Payal apprehension.

"What are you guys waiting for? I need to know what she told you! Is there any way out? Can we help in any way? I know Chote never listens anything when he is angry and has made up his mind about something but we can help him in this way by finding a solution to all this.So tell me what is her side of story? Is there any way out of this mess?"

"No but there is only going to be destruction if you'll hear what she told us." Akash whispered looking dejected as Payal contemplated on her words as her heart welled up. No matter how much she try to be cautious, hurt will be inevitable in either case.

"What do you mean?" Anjali asked.

"Di.." Payal spoke this time.

"Yes Payal. Speak up?"

Instead of answering Payal threw herself in her arms and sobbed out.

"Amma told me that she was married to Arvind Malik and I-I am not the actual daughter of my babuji but-but Arvind Malik's. That means Di..." Payal tightened her hold on Anjali.

"T-That means you are my s-sister and Arnavji m-my b-brother.W-We are related by blood."

"But h-how can it be possible? Humein kuch samajh mai nahi aa raha. Amma itna bara sach humse kaise chupa sakti hain? Aur hum uss insan ki beti kaise ho skte hain jisne itna zindagiyan barbaad kar di.H-How Di? (I cannot digest it. How can Amma hide such a big truth from me? And how can I be the daughter of the man who ruined so many lives.How can I be his daughter Di?)" Payal shook her in her embrace but Anjali was too numb to react.

"Nani!!" Akash's loud bellow reverberated in the living room breaking their trance and when Payal and Anjali turned their heads they saw Nani's limp figure in Akash arms while Manorama and Manohar stood shocked as if it had paralysed them.

They heard everything?!

"Mrs.Raizada! Khushi! Open the damn fucking door!" He was continuously banging the door. There wasn't a single response from the other side making him restless.

Then the door opened.

His jaws dropped to the floor seeing her coming out in her dripping wet saree clinging to her body whilst shivering with her trembling lips and teeth clattering.

"Don't touch me!"

She pointed her finger at him stopping him before he could take a step to her.

"Shut up." He didn't listen as usual.

"Have you forgotten how to shower?" He ground his teeth.

Snatching the blanket from the bed he wrapped it around her hurriedly wiping some of the moisture from her face with the back of his hand.

"Stay here while I get you another set of clothes." He said and without waiting for the reply rushed to their walk-in closet.

When he came out she was gone and the blanket was lying there on the floor as if carelessly thrown there.

Gritting his teeth clenching the saree in his hand, he rushed out of their room. He wasn't a bit scared that she would leave because she simply can't. Every door to the exit was sealed specifically by him. So she would be somewhere in the mansion only.

Cold wind was blowing in the garden where he found her sitting on the swing in the same wet clothes.

What was she planning to achieve by behaving like this?

Cursing under his breath he rushed to her.

"Here. Change!" He passed her the saree.

She didn't even acknowledge it let alone take it or heed to his order.

"Fine!" He said and taking her hand pulled her up before hauling her up in his arms effortlessly. To his surprise she didn't protest like she usually did.

Instead she just leaned her head on his shoulder whilst clutching his lapels.

For a record, it pleased him. A rush of happiness washed through him after months of sadness.

"Why don't you let me rot here and go enjoy adding to my misery?"

Her words killed all his joy as he placed her on her feet right outside the changing room.

"Khushi.."

"Or better go call my mother and tell her that you just forced me to do as you pleased." She snapped.

"I did it for you. Can't you see? I am doing it all for us!"

"You are planning to destroy my mother for us? For me?" She scoffed.

He pursed his lips.

"It is not about anyone nor about me but you, yourself. You told me that I am self obsessed which in reality its you who actually are. You want to destroy my Amma because you want to avenge your mother. You want to keep me with you because you are used to having me around. You don't want me to escape because that would be your failure. Another one after not being able to hurt my mother directly. You! You! You! It's all about you. Just you only. I am not even there. So spare me by saying that you are doing anything for me because I am not stupid to just believe in it. I know the reality. I am living in it." She breathed heavily as she finished.

"I told you I will make it up to you after I will be done with Garima Gupta."

He was stuck to the same thing. It was as if he has made up his mind that she would forgive him like she always had for everything he ever did to her.

"Stay in the illusion Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada because we have no future toge-" She stopped.

"I would suggest a pregnancy test too then." Doctor told her knowingly and she paled.

"Is there a possibility that I-" She felt needles pricking her throat.

"Since you are married and living with your husband, yes."

Arnav frowned.

There was something he saw in her eyes that made him wary.

Last time when she said that they have no chance together he has seen a defiance in her eyes which has scared him but now -- he saw the uncertainity in her eyes. What planted it there?

"See even you are uncertain Mrs.Raizada because you know at the end of everything, we will always end up together no matter what." He seized her up.

She swallowed but didn't answer.

Was there the flicker of helplessness he saw in her eyes just now?

True he has seen that look in her eyes many a times in the last three months but today there was something else too.

What was it?

"Are you hiding something from me Mrs.Raizada?" He asked narrowing his eyes at her.

She lowered her lashes feeling choked up.

She was closing up before him again and it didn't sit well with him. He would rather have her shouting at him, punching him, throwing hurtful words back as he do but her silence..he could never take easily. Never.

"Dont instigate me to make you talk to me Mrs.Raizada!" He warned her.

Snatching the saree from his hand she turned and entered the changing room banging the door shut behind leaving him flabbergasted.

There was definitely something wrong with her and it wasn't related to him.

It was something else.

What exactly?

Then a thought struck him which made him stagger back restlessly.

Is she planning something to evade him?

Leave him?

His face hardened.

"I will not let you try anything to go away from me. Never!" He said in a low voice to himself balling his hands into fists.

For that he has to earn her back a little if not whole and for that he knew what he had to do.

So when she came out changing into green saree, he was all ready with his plan.

The plan to manipulate her to be on his side.

The thing in which he is officially best at!

Devyani was taken to the ICU immediately after her arrival and Akash fell on the seat exhausted and worried sick. Just an hour ago he has come here with Khushi and now another member of his family was in a bad health.

All because his Bhai refused to look beyond the past and his deceased mother and the vengeance.

Anjali and Payal sat on his either sides while Manorama and Manohar took the seats across them praying.

"Did anyone inform Chote?" Anjali mumbled sniffling.

"No one is going to say anything. It is all happening because of him." It was Manohar speaking up with rage in his eyes. The ever so calm Mama ji was terrified seeing his own mother fighting for life. Anjali closed her eyes in pain.

"If only he hasn't brought up the past again. If only he hasn't dug the old graves. All this wouldn't have happened. Not only his own , he is out to destroy all of our lives. Don't he know every member of our family is linked to him? If he won't be in peace how could anyone else be?" Manohar finished in a small voice that brought tears to everyone's eyes as if they weren't crying already. Manorama placed her hand on his shoulder. Each and every one of them agreed to him.

"Mama ji, he-"

"Don't. Don't Anjali bitiya. You won't defend him now. He is taken it too far this time. If he wants to live separately from us then fine he can do so as long as he keeps his scheming out of RM so that no further damage happens."

"What about my sister Papa?" Payal has started calling Manohar 'papa' for a while now.

"She is there with him and he is using her to get his vengeance." She cried out.

"Do you think he is in peace doing that? He is not bitiya. He is rotting in hell along with her." Manohar said sternly. Payal whimpered. They knew that. They all did.

"We can't just leave him there alone Dad. With her." Akash spoke firmly.

"We won't ask him to come back either. Lets see for how long can he stay away from his roots."

"I won't stop until I get Khushi out of his hold." This tone of Akash made them all look at him surprised. He has never gone against his brother but now he will. They saw it in his eyes.

Manohar was about to say something when the ICU door opened and the doctor stepped out. They all stood up waiting anxiously for him to speak up while praying in mind for Nani's safety.

As usual she was making the breakfast for them.

All of his favourite dishes.

Bland, tasteless, sugarfree!

And she was eating that only for days now as per his orders.

Just because she has tried to run that day and it was his sentenced payback for her.

"Leave it."

He entered the kitchen and taking the spatula from her hand placed it on the counter before dragging her out.

"What?" She snatched back her hand rudely.

"You have been locked in this mansion for days. I thought fresh air outside would be good for you. So we will have the breakfast out in a restaurant." He took off the clip holding her hairs together in a bun causing them to fall on her back like a water shower.

"To what do I owe this pleasure Mr.Raizada?" She sneered moving back.

"That I will tell you on reaching there. Come!" He offered her his hand.

"Can I say something in this if you may allow?" She gibed.

Swallowing he nodded.

"You can say anything." He said huskily with an encouraging smile.

"Go to hell!" She growled before turning and running into the direction of the kitchen.

"Dammit!" He punched the wall frustrated.

What was he thinking that she would just easily agree to be by his side?

By an offer of a mere breakfast?

He would have to give up on something more precious to make her trust him a little bit for her to change sides.

With that thought he followed her.

"Garima?" Madhumati said surprised seeing her sister-in-law sitting in the living room besides the phone with her worn out eyes and anxious face.

"Jiji, you up." She tried to smile.

"What is it? You didn't sleep the whole night?"

Garima blinked back the tears. Akash and Payal has come yesterday at midnight when Jiji and Shashi ji has already slept. It was her who heard the doorbell and opened the door for them. She was yet to tell her sister-in-law and her husband all that happened in the night. She can't believe only in a night so much could happen.

"Garima, stop worrying. It's not that you stressing over it would solve the things for Khushi." Madhumati guessed the reason. It was the only worry in every occupant of Gupta house since a while now. Ever since Garima broke her ties with Khushi in the mandap three months ago. Nothing was easy ever since.

"Jiji, as long as she lived in Shantivan I had a hope that if Arnav bitwa tried to go overboard to harm Khushi then Raizada family would be there to stop him but now-"

"But now - Now what? She still live there don't she?"

"He moved out of Shantivan with Khushi, a month ago jiji."

Madhumati gasped.

"Payaliya and Akash bitwa came here yesterday to know my side of story. I told them everything and they told me how he moved out and refused to let anyone see Khushi. Not only that I received his call too, he is torturing our titaliya jiji." Garima burst out crying.

Madhumati sat numb with tears blurring her vision.

"I didn't know what to do so I asked Payal to get help from Anjali bitiya and that was hours ago jiji. There still isn't any news yet. Neither of them nor of Khushi. It is becoming too unbearable for me jiji. Too much." She gasped for breaths.

Madhumati hugged her rubbing her back crying along with her.

"Did you try calling Payaliya?"

"No one is picking up their calls. I am not feeling good about any of this. I have to do something." She pulled back wiping her tears determined.

"What can you possibly do Garima?"

"He must be in his office right now. I am going to AR."

"No. No. Garima. I can't allow you to go before him alone. Don't you know how much venom he has in him for you?"

"It will be good if it come out once and for all. Atleast my daughter will be spared then."

"I will come with you."

"No jiji. I have to do it alone. Please?"

Swallowing past a lump he saw her taking the bite of the toast whilst drinking sugarless tea nonchalantly. If she had been the old, chirpy, loud Khushi she would've made a huge fuss over this bland meal and most importantly on the tea without sugar. She loved sweet the most. Just like she herself was. Sweet and innocent. Until a hurricane named Arnav Singh Raizada, him entered in her life and turned it upside down.

His stomach churned.

He cleared his throat. She raised her head looking up at him with question.

"You don't have to eat these anymore. You can make whatever you like and eat too."

"Oh so you think I have had enough punishment for trying to escape?" She said sarcastically.

He gripped the fork tightly between his fingers.

Is it necessary for her to turn everything into a taunt?

It hurts dammit!

"No thanks. I am fine by it." She finished the tea and got up when she was done eating. Collecting the used dishes she placed them in the sink before she tucked in the pallu under her waist to start washing them.

He has followed her and seeing her working like a maid slashed his inside even though it was all his orders because he was afraid that if she kept thinking about everything that's happening in her, their life then she might go into severe depression. So as to avoid it, it was necessary that she has tasks that would keep her mind off the terrible life she was having.

Despite these attempts he realized he was failing to keep her from thinking all the time.

He has to keep her sane for his own sanity!

If she was planning to leave him, he has to get her plan out of her too. And for that he has to earn her trust a bit.

Khushi gasped when she felt his hand slipping around her waist resting right on her stomach. Correction -- bare stomach under her saree.

"What are you doing?" She shrieked and placed her hands covered with foam right on his soaking his too.

He has plastered her back to his front firmly leaning her against the slab. She gritted her teeth when he said.

"Trying to offer some help." He said in her ear resting his chin on her shoulder making her drown in anger.

"I don't need your help!" She growled trying to break free.

"But I still am willing to give it." He looked at the dishes and taking her hands in his took one in both their hands and starting applying dish washer on it burying his head in her neck.He spread the foam over the plate through her hand gripped in his before washing it under the tap.

Sensations combining with anger overwhelmed Khushi and she jabbed her elbow right into his stomach causing him to move back on reflex with an "Oww!"

His nostrils flared.

Will she turn down all of his attempts like this?

Dammit!

"What the hell do you think you are doing with me?" She turned to him after washing her hands angrily.

"Helping you!" He shrugged swallowing his anger.

"I don't need your help I told you!"

"What do you need then?" He asked with a hint of desperation in his tone that took Khushi by surprise for a second.

"Why? Does it matter even? No. Right. So just forget it." She said sarcastically.

"I am ready to do anything. To make you talk to me."

She opened her mouth to say something when he cut her.

"Except for letting you go or agreeing for you to meet Guptas or Raizadas!" He added sternly.

She scoffed.

"Then your generosity is of no use!" She said and turned to the task in hand only for him to yank her in his arms with his eyes spitting fire at her.

"Why? Why everything and everyone is so important for you except for me? Why Khushi?" He shook her gripping her upper arms.

"Because everyone and everything else is important for you too except for me!" She couldn't keep her voice low.

"Is it what you think of me?" He questioned with a lump clogging his throat.

"It is what it is. The truth."

"If you weren't important then you wouldn't have been here with me!" He said silently feeling worn out fighting her, the woman who has made him unarmed despite having all the weapons to get his revenge he couldn't do anything. The only one standing in his way was her because he don't give a damn to anyone else. He has stopped long ago until she entered in his life.

"Important? I am not important but a source, a pawn to get close to your vengeance. Don't play with words to make me feel like I have some authority in your life. Or mine. Because I know I don't have it."

He closed his eyes seeing the tears brimming in the hazel orbs making her look like a broken doll.

"Here, take it." He stepped back and placed the bunch of keys in her palm.

"What do I do with it?" She asked nonchalantly.

"These are the keys to all the doors of this mansion. You are free to move around or go out but just don't go to Gupta House or Raizada Mansion if you don't want me to take drastic actions. Don't think of leaving me either because that won't end well.Because I will find you and then I won't be this generous to you or your mother."

She blinked her eyes at him feeling choked up. She was being told that she was wasn't caged anymore yet she wasn't free either.

"I don't want it. Keep it with you. Where else will I go apart from my maternal home or Shantivan anyways? So just let it be." She said with tears on the verge of flowing. Thumping the keys on the counter she ran out of the kitchen whilst Arnav followed her pissed.

"What the hell is your problem?" He pulled her to him just when she was about to climb the stairs.

"What did I do now?" She exclaimed.

"It is only you who is responsible for all this mess. If only you hadn't chosen your mother over me!" He growled. "If only you had sided with me not her."

"Now the entire fault is mine. You are nowhere responsible at all right?"

"Yes!"

"Fine. I agree. Now leave me alone." She shouted on his face.

"Khushi!" He yelled back angrily.

"I said leave me!" She wriggled.

"I am trying to make amends and you are showing me your attitude here!"

"Oh well, I have learnt well from you haven't I?" She scoffed.

"Argh Mrs.Raizada!" He said irritated.

"Keys are right there in the kitchen. If you want to go out then well and good. If not then stay here and sulk. Alone!" He shoved her away and walked out of the door and then abruptly came to face her.

Before she could say something her mouth was shut by his own covering hers as he kissed her hard before leaving her as suddenly as he came.

And Khushi stood there flabbergasted irritably wiping her lips with the back of her hand with tears blurring her vision at his attitude.

She won't let him play with her the way he likes.

Not anymore!

Enough was enough!

How dare he touch her as if he still has all the rights?

She would show him that he don't.

So she took the keys from the kitchen and taking her hand bag walked out of the mansion, the cage after being kept there for accurately 32 days, 8 hours and 33 seconds.

As the cold air of the morning hit her nostrils and filled her senses she felt a bit better before a certain thought stuck her hard and snatched all that.

She has to go to hospital to collect her reports.

Closing her eyes she exhaled before walking to the way to the hospital.

In a few minutes she would know whether she was pregnant or not?

Gulping she placed her palm over her abdomen feeling her heart welling up.

"Please. Don't be here. Please."

Arnav drove rashly to AR and upon reaching there he at once barged in like a volcano. All of his employees stood up alarmed to greet him seeing him clearly not in his best mood.

In his frustration , he completely missed the woman sitting in the waiting area who stood up too to reach him when receptionist stopped her.

"Please Mam, I have to inform him first before you meet him. Can't you see how angry he is looking right now? If you went like this he would not only sue you but my job will be in severe danger as well." She requested visibly shaken.

Garima sat down nodding as she saw Arnav taking long strides up to his cabin and then the door was banged shut causing everyone to flinch at the loud noise.

Shutting the blinds, he leaned back on his seat and as soon as her image coupled with defiance on her face came before his eyes and he lost it.

With one swipe of his hand he upturned his table. The bang to the floor fell like a bomb at his employees who prayed that they don't have to cross his path today.

"Why? Why everything and everyone is so important for you except for me? Why Khushi?" He shook her gripping her upper arms.

"Because everyone and everything else is important for you too except for me!" She couldn't keep her voice low.

"If you weren't important then you wouldn't have been here with me!"

"Important? I am not important but a source, a pawn to get close to your vengeance. Don't play with words to make me feel like I have some authority in your life. Or mine. Because I know I don't have it."

"Argh!" He growled under his breath.

He ran his fingers in his hairs feeling extremely helpless. Her torn expression when he kissed her before leaving the mansion swam before his eyes making him feel repulsive of himself even more.

Try as might he couldn't control himself when it comes to her. She has become a necessity for him. A need. An obsession. A dangerous addiction. That he don't want to stay away at any cost.

He has to stay close to her. For his own selfishness. For his own longings. For his own desires. For his own peace. For his own calm.

For his own sanity to sum it up.

"Otherwise I will go mad!" He muttered to himself.

"This. She has to understand this. At any cost." He banged the vase against the wall causing it to shatter into pieces as well before rubbing his forehead with his shaky hands.

Whatever the hell she was planning to get rid of him, he would let her succeed over his dead body.

Period!

"What?"

He barked hearing a hesitant knock on the door.

Aman entered cautiously and seeing the messed up state of his cabin sighed inwardly.

From the last three months, ASR has been in his worst mood. To be precise ever since he married Khushi Bhabhi again.

He should be happy to marry the love of his life but he wasn't.

Why?

He had no idea.

Because he didn't get the chance to attend his wedding but by those employees who attended his wedding function, he got to know that ASR didn't turn up at the mandap and they all left after waiting for him till midnight.

In their wake, what happened? No one knows.

"Are you here to stare Aman? Leave!" Arnav gritted.

"ASR, an important meeting is due in 5 minutes. Clients are already here in the conference room." Aman informed.

Arnav was about to blast on him but did against it. He badly needed some distraction from the disturbing thoughts anyways. So its better if he indulge himself in work.

"Lets go then."

He took his laptop and left to the conference room with Aman at his toe.

He stopped short at the top of the stairs and nerve at his temple throbbed as he spotted Garima sitting in the waiting area.

He had all the plan to go blast her, insult her before the whole office. He did take a step forward too.

"Chances to be with me? Let me tell you Mr.Arnav Singh Raizada you have lost all of them if you ever had any."

"Your mission is to destroy my mother. How can you even think that I would stay with you after you will shatter her beyond repair?"

"I said I would make it up to you. Didn't you hear me?"

"Can you forget your mother's destroyer?"

"Never!"

"So how can you expect me to give you a chance when you will become the reason of all the pain my mother will go through?"

And that made him retreat his steps and turn with clenched jaws.

Dammit!

The very first thing he got in his reach whilst entering the conference room got smashed by him against the wall and then the table was kicked hard by him causing his clients to stand up dumbfounded of what was going on with him?

That woman. Garima Gupta was there in front of him and still he couldn't do anything because she won't let him. Khushi won't let him. She was becoming his weakness. She was holding his senses and was keeping him from harming her mother without even being present here.

Pursing his lips he took hold of the collars of the man who had placed his hand on his shoulder.

It turned out to be his client who looked at him shocked.

"ASR!" He reprimanded him.

Arnav shoved him back before walking to the front of the desk.

"The deal is off. You all can leave."

Aman shook his head and hurriedly walked to his side and whispered.

"ASR. This deal is worth millions. AR would achieve heights if-"

"Did I ask for your advise Aman?" He gritted.

"In this way you will ruin your business." He reasoned.

"I said-" Arnav was about to shout when Mr. Dhruv Sinha intervened.

"I guess you are not in your good mood ASR maybe because of a bad day. It's okay. I understand. We can fix this meeting some other time shall we?" Despite Arnav's behavior the man was calm, collective even though his fellow members burned with rage and insult.

Before Arnav could refuse, Aman jumped in the opportunity.

"Of course Sir. Thanks for understanding." He escorted them out hurriedly knowing that the volcano could erupt any second from now. Honestly he wasn't wrong because there in the room Arnav was burning in rage. So much that the conference room was turned upside down in seconds like his own cabin.

"It is all happening because of you Mrs.Raizada. Just because of you!" Blood has rushed to his eyes.

"Now only you will solve the mess you created in my mind and life!" He growled in a low maniac tone to the empty room, to the broken furniture, to the shards of glass.

For minutes he burned in that hell until he realized he had had enough. He won't burn alone. She would burn with him. After all she was his better half. His soulmate. She should feel what he did and was still doing.

So he called her and as soon as she picked he ordered.

"I am sending a car. I want you in my office NOW!"

What if its true?

What if her guess turned out right?

What will she do then?

There are already so many problems burdening her. What will she do if it .. She shook her head.

She was feeling nausea for the past few days. Adding to all tensions, fights, hurt and their complicated life has only made her condition worse. Emotional baggage was too much. She thought it was just due to stress but yesterday.. yesterday after Akash jiju rescued her from that dark room and took her to the hospital she has thrown up right in doctor's cabin to which this doubt has taken birth in doctor's mind and it has literally frozen her and Akash jiju as well who seemed to be horrified as he knew what kind of life she was living with his brother.

Right then Arnav has walked in the doctor's cabin and through her eyes she gestured jiju not to spill anything before his brother and to her relief he hadn't. But now.. a day later she was standing before the very same hospital to collect her reports and she was scared like hell.

She needed someone badly to console her. Unfortunately she could call no one or ask anyone except for one person, him, with whom she don't want to talk or ask for help at any cost. Never.

She breathed.

So she has to do it herself.

Alone!

Swallowing past a lump she took a step forward before taking several back and ran to the garden of the hospital and lowered herself on the bench as her heart twisted with pain. Just then her phone rang. With shaking hands she took it.

"Yes?"

"Mrs.Raizada, its the message from your doctor. Your reports are ready. I called to ask that whether you will collect them yourself or should I currier them to your home?"

Khushi's eyes widened.

"No. NO! Don't send them to my home. No. I will collect them by the- by the evening." She cut the call feeling restlessness building up.

She wasn't ready for facing it. Not yet. No!

There was still time for the evening. By that time she would try to calm her raging nerves and if she has to face it, she has to do it with strength. She made a decision eyeing the door of the hospital from where many people were walking in and out.

Fresh tears filled her eyes when she thought of an uncertain, painful future and a more hurtful past. Each and every memory cut her into pieces. She jumped coming out of her reverie as her phone rang.

Seeing its him she wiped her tears and picked it up.

"I am sending a car.I want you in my office NOW!"

Before she could say anything he had hung up.

"Arrogant beast!" She muttered before redialing his number.

"No need to send a car. I will be there myself."

"Khushi. I did not ask. It is my order!"

"I swear I won't come in that car.If you want me in your office then don't force me into this otherwise I will go away from not even your home but your life as well because I had had enough!" The tension finally got into her.

"WHAT THE FUCK KHUSHI! Dare you try to go away if you want your family to be in peace. And keep it in mind, I will find you and it won't be good for you at all!"

She chuckled mirthlessly.

"Tell me one thing Arnavji. What if I vanish from the face of this earth? What if I die in this very second? What will happen to your revenge then? Will you still try to harm my family, my Amma? But it won't make a difference to me because I will be no more."

"Khushi.." His broken voice reached her but she cut the call not wanting to listen anything.

His regret weren't going to help either of them because she knew it would be just momentary before the feelings of vengeance would be be back with all its glory sucking them both in its vertex.

Khushi reached AR in an auto knowing that he would be angry not that she cared.

As soon as she entered inside her gaze fell on Garima.

A wide teary smile broke out on her lips seeing her Amma after long three months.

"Amma?!" She cried out in happiness.

Garima too stood up seeing her daughter.

It felt like ages she last saw her Khushi.

"Kushi..Bitiya!" She choked.

Khushi was just a few steps away from her and she was about to close that gap when she heard a loud dominating voice from above.

"Mrs.Khushi Arnav Singh Raizada, in my cabin NOW!!"

Khushi looked up and pleaded with her eyes to him to let her meet her Amma or atleast hug her just once but he looked away not wanting to melt seeing her tears.

Wistfully Khushi glanced at her Amma who was shedding tears silently looking at her making her heart grip into a fist.

Swallowing she turned around and climbed up the stairs to the devil's cabin.

Only god knows what was going in the mind of Arnav Singh Raizada that he called her here in his office in the presence of her mother , Garima Gupta , the woman whom he despise more than anyone else?

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