"Kunal?"
"You?"
Kunal smiled.
"Yeah, it's me."
Aanya looked at him seriously.
"What are you doing here?"
Kunal smiled.
"What kind of question is that, Aanya? Of course I came for you."
Aanya looked at him angrily.
"What? Have you gone mad?"
Kunal gave a bitter smile.
"Yes, Aanya. I have gone mad because you left me."
Aanya frowned.
"What?"
Kunal continued,
"You were supposed to marry me, but you didn't."
Aanya looked at him coldly.
"Look, Kunal. I don't want to talk to you or even see you. Just leave."
She turned and started walking.
Kunal quickly stepped in front of her and blocked her path.
He looked into her eyes and said,
"Did you really think I came here just to leave?"
Aanya looked at him seriously.
"Can't you understand?"
Kunal's voice softened as he pleaded,
"Look, Aanya, I know I was wrong."
"I shouldn't have spoken about you like that in front of everyone."
"It was my fault for believing my friends without listening to you."
"Later, I found out they were actually lying."
"And there is nothing between me and Elena."
"I'm sorry."
"Please forgive me."
Aanya replied coldly,
"I don't need your explanation or your apology."
Kunal fell silent.
After a moment, he spoke again.
"Well... looks like Aryan didn't come today."
"Should I drop you home?"
Aanya looked at him in shock.
Kunal continued,
"Well, I've been seeing him come to pick you up every day."
Aanya looked at him seriously.
"Are you following me?"
Kunal shook his head.
"Aanya, I just wanted to talk to you. That's all."
Aanya looked away in confusion.
Kunal stepped closer.
"Look, whatever happened, let's forget it."
"I know you married Aryan because of your family's pressure."
Aanya suddenly looked at him.
Kunal moved even closer.
"I don't have any problem with that."
"Leave him."
"Then the two of us can get married."
Aanya looked at him with disgust.
The next second—
Slap!
She slapped him hard across the face.
Kunal was stunned.
He slowly turned back and looked at her angrily.
Aanya glared at him.
"What did you just say?"
"I should come back to you?"
"Never."
"I would rather never get married than marry a person like you."
Kunal's face darkened with anger.
Aanya pointed her finger at him.
"Now go away from here."
"And don't you dare appear in front of me again."
She turned to leave.
Suddenly, Kunal grabbed her wrist.
Aanya tried to pull her hand back.
"What are you doing?"
Kunal gritted his teeth.
"How dare you slap me?"
Aanya looked straight into his eyes.
"Do you want me to slap you again?"
"Leave my hand, Kunal."
Kunal tightened his grip.
"I won't."
"What will you do?"
Aanya struggled to free herself.
"Kunal, leave my hand!"
But Kunal refused.
Suddenly—
Punch!
Someone hit Kunal so hard that he fell to the ground.
Aanya was startled.
She quickly turned around.
Her eyes widened.
"Aryan..."
Kunal slowly stood up.
Aryan looked at him with burning anger.
"What were you doing?"
Kunal glared at him.
"You hit me?"
Aryan took a step forward.
"How dare you come near Aanya?"
Aanya looked at Aryan.
Kunal scoffed.
"I will. What's your problem?"
Aryan looked straight into his eyes and said,
"I'm her husband."
Aanya looked at Aryan in surprise.
Kunal laughed.
"Husband?"
"You both got married at the last moment because of your families."
"I don't even consider this marriage."
Aryan replied calmly,
"We don't care about your opinion."
Aanya smiled a little.
Aryan then looked at Kunal seriously.
"Look, Kunal. This is the last warning."
"Don't ever try to come near Aanya again."
"Or else..."
Kunal interrupted him.
"Or else what?"
"What will you do?"
Aryan kept staring at him.
Kunal smirked.
"You just threw one punch, and now you think you're some hero?"
Aanya also looked at him seriously.
Kunal continued,
"Now, right in front of you, I'll hold Aanya's hand."
"What will you do?"
He started walking toward Aanya.
Before he could reach her, Aryan grabbed him by the collar and started punching him.
Aanya was shocked.
While hitting him, Aryan shouted,
"Don't you understand after I told you not to come near her?"
Aanya stepped forward.
"Mr. Aryan, leave him!"
But Aryan didn't stop.
He punched Kunal again.
"How dare you try to touch Aanya!"
Kunal begged him to stop.
Meanwhile, Aanya said worriedly,
"Mr. Aryan, just leave him!"
Aryan punched him again.
"Will you ever try to come near Aanya again?"
"Tell me!"
Aanya became even more worried.
"Mr. Aryan, will you kill him or what?"
"Leave him!"
Aryan grabbed Kunal again.
"Tell me!"
Suddenly, Aanya placed her hand on Aryan's shoulder.
"Aryan..."
Aryan immediately stopped.
Aanya softly said,
"Leave him."
Aryan slowly stood up.
He looked at Kunal coldly.
"If you ever dare to show your face near Aanya again..."
"I won't spare you."
He then held Aanya's hand and started walking away.
Aanya looked at their joined hands.
Then she looked at Aryan's face and smiled softly.
Later, inside the car, Aryan and Aanya sat in silence.
After a while, Aryan spoke worriedly,
"Why didn't you call me?"
Aanya looked at him.
Aryan continued,
"I know it was my fault for not telling you about that matter earlier."
"But that doesn't mean you should stay this angry with me."
"Now look what happened."
"What if I hadn't come on time?"
Aanya replied coldly,
"I can protect myself."
"I don't need anyone's help."
Aryan felt frustrated.
He looked away and took a deep breath.
After a few moments, he spoke again.
"Okay."
"Now what?"
"You want me to say sorry, right?"
"I'm sorry."
"Okay?"
Aanya looked at him.
"Are you sincerely saying sorry?"
Aryan nodded.
"Yes."
"I'm sincerely saying sorry."
"And from now on, I won't hide anything from you."
As he spoke, he placed his hand over hers.
Aanya looked at his hand.
Suddenly, she noticed something.
"You got hurt."
"Look... there's blood."
Aryan glanced at it.
"It's his blood."
Aanya looked more closely.
"No."
"Even your finger got hurt."
Aryan shrugged.
"It's nothing."
Aanya looked at him seriously.
"How can you say it's nothing?"
"Where's the first-aid kit?"
Aryan stayed silent.
Aanya frowned.
"I'm asking you, Mr. Aryan."
"Where is the first-aid kit?"
Aryan replied embarrassedly,
"I don't have one."
Aanya looked at him in shock.
"What?"
"There's no first-aid kit in this car?"
Aryan lowered his head.
Aanya said sarcastically,
"Well... how would you have good things with you?"
Aryan looked at her.
Aanya continued,
"Stop at a medical store on the way."
Aryan shook his head.
"No need for that, Aanya."
Aanya looked at him firmly.
"Mr. Aryan, do as I say."
Aryan looked at her but didn't argue.
On the way, they stopped at a medical store.
Aanya bought a first-aid kit.
Back inside the car, she opened it.
"Mr. Aryan, stay still."
"It might hurt."
She carefully applied the ointment to his finger.
Aryan quietly watched her and smiled.
Then she gently wrapped a bandage around his finger.
After finishing, she smiled.
"It's done."
She looked up.
Aryan was already looking at her with a gentle smile.
When he realized she had noticed, he quickly looked away.
"Oh... okay."
He glanced at the bandage once, smiled to himself, and started driving.
Soon after, they reached home.
Before they entered the house, Aanya said,
"Mr. Aryan, will you not tell Aunty or Prerna about Kunal?"
Aryan looked at her.
Aanya continued,
"I don't want them to worry because of me."
Aryan nodded.
Meanwhile, at Aanya's house...
Naveen asked,
"Radha, have you spoken to Aanya these days?"
Radha nodded.
"Well, I called her twice."
"But both times, she just wanted to end the conversation as soon as possible."
Naveen sighed.
"Looks like she is upset because of this sudden marriage."
Radha softly added,
"Or... maybe she is upset with us."
Naveen looked at her but didn't say anything.
Later, at the Mehra house...
Everyone was having dinner.
Suddenly, Devika noticed the bandage on Aryan's finger.
"Aryan, what happened to your finger?"
Aanya looked at him.
Prerna and Nandini also noticed the bandage.
Aryan replied casually,
"Well... a sharp object scratched my finger in the office."
Devika frowned.
"Oh, Aryan."
"You're still such a kid."
"Can't you be more careful?"
Aryan didn't say anything.
Devika looked at the bandage.
"Whoever put this bandage on didn't even tie it properly."
"Wait, let me fix it."
She was about to touch his hand when—
"No!"
Aryan suddenly shouted.
Everyone froze.
Prerna looked at him in surprise.
"Bhai, why did you shout like that?"
Aryan cleared his throat.
"Well... Mom, there's no need for you to remove it and tie it again."
"I'll do it myself."
"No problem."
Devika looked at him in confusion.
"Okay... as you wish."
Aanya looked at him, equally confused.
After a while, Prerna said,
"Bhabhi, tomorrow evening we have to go to Aahil's house to select the wedding cards."
Aanya smiled.
"Really?"
"Then you all go first."
"Mr. Aryan and I will come directly from my college."
"What do you say, Mr. Aryan?"
Aryan nodded.
"Yeah."
"Let's do that."
Hearing this, Nandini rolled her eyes.
The next evening, Aryan and Aanya reached Aahil's house.
Suddenly, Aryan got a call.
He looked at Aanya and said,
"You go inside first. I'll come after attending this call."
Aanya smiled.
"Okay."
She went inside.
Everyone was already busy selecting the wedding cards.
Aanya smiled and asked,
"So, have you guys finalized the cards?"
Everyone looked at her.
Prerna smiled.
"Bhabhi, you came!"
Aanya smiled back.
She greeted Aahil's family.
Devika asked,
"Aanya beta, where is Aryan?"
Aanya replied,
"Aunty, he's attending an office call."
Devika nodded.
"Oh."
Prerna then said,
"Bhabhi, you tell us which card design is good."
"They have already selected the card for the groom's side, but we still haven't."
"So tell me."
Aanya looked at both the designs and said,
"Well... this one is good."
She pointed at one of the cards.
Prerna asked,
"Really? This one?"
Aanya nodded.
"Yes."
Prerna sighed.
"Except you and Ahad ji, no one else liked this design."
Ahad smiled.
"Looks like our choices are the same, Aanya ji."
Aanya smiled back.
Prerna frowned.
"But still, the design looks odd."
Ahad shook his head.
"Prerna, it looks classy."
Just then, Aryan came inside.
Prerna saw him and said,
"Bhai, finally you came."
"Please tell me which card design is better—this one or this one?"
Aryan looked at both cards and pointed at the same one Aanya had chosen.
"This one."
Aanya looked at him in surprise.
Prerna smiled.
"Even you chose the same one as Bhabhi."
Aryan and Aanya looked at each other.
Prerna sighed.
"Now what should I do?"
Aanya smiled.
"Prerna, don't think about what we like or dislike."
"Just choose the one that you and Aahil like."
"After all, it's your wedding."
Prerna smiled.
Later, everyone was talking.
After a while, Devika looked around.
"Now where did Aryan go again?"
Aanya looked around.
"Looks like he got another call."
She stood up to look for him and saw him talking on the phone.
She came back.
Feeling thirsty, she looked around for some water.
Ahad noticed her and asked,
"Aanya ji, what are you looking for?"
"Water."
Ahad smiled.
"Well, let me bring it for you."
Aanya shook her head.
"No need, Ahad ji."
"I'll come with you."
They walked toward the kitchen.
Ahad handed her a glass of water.
Aanya smiled.
"Thank you, Ahad ji."
Ahad smiled back.
"No problem."
After a brief pause, he asked,
"Well, I heard that you're studying BBA."
Aanya nodded.
"Yes."
"Which college?"
Aanya told him the name of her college.
Ahad looked surprised.
"What?"
"I studied at the same college!"
Aanya was surprised too.
"Really?"
Ahad nodded.
"Yes."
"I graduated from there four years ago."
Aanya smiled.
"Oh."
"Then did you do your MBA abroad?"
Ahad shook his head.
"No, I didn't."
"Actually, because of family responsibilities, I couldn't go abroad."
"So I completed my MBA here."
Aanya nodded.
"Oh, okay."
They continued talking for a while.
Later, after the cards were selected,
Devika said,
"Salima ji, we'll leave now."
Salima smiled.
Devika then said to Aryan,
"Aryan, we'll go with the driver. You and Aanya come as usual."
Aryan nodded.
"Okay, Mom."
They left.
Aryan waited for Aanya in the car.
Aanya was saying goodbye to Aahil's family.
Meanwhile, Ahad came with her, and the two of them walked out together.
Ahad said,
"Well, I still remember our faculty. Even though they were strict, they were really good."
Aanya smiled.
"Yeah, they are good, but they're also very strict."
Ahad laughed.
Just then, Aryan saw the two of them talking from inside the car.
Seeing Aanya laughing like that with Ahad, Aryan suddenly felt jealous.
He turned his face away, but after a moment, he looked at them again and saw them still laughing.
Suddenly, he started honking the horn continuously.
Hearing the sound, Aanya and Ahad both turned to look at him.
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End Of Chapter 91