As Khushi opened her eyes and started struggling with the ropes, Arnav knew what he had to do that she will be free of these ropes and also won't try to kill herself.

"Hi" He said and earned a glare from her and helpless tears out of her eyes making him swallow with difficulty. Putting aside his hurt he smiled at her and wiped her tears gently. If looks could kill he would've been a dead man by now by the way she was throwing daggers at him for touching her. He ignored her comfortableness at his touch and caressed her jaw before saying.

"I am with you Khushi. You want to go to your baby?" Her eyes widened and she nodded vigorously making his heart clench.

"I will help you to go your baby and also free you off these ropes but on one condition."

She stared at him with her doe shaped orbs waiting for him to continue.

"That when I'll untie you, you won't try to hurt or kill yourself by anything."

"If I won't die then how will I meet my baby?" Her hoarse voice reached his ears and his heart came into his mouth at hearing her speak to him with such innocence.

"I will bring your baby to you. For that you'll have to wait for sometime. The baby isn't willing to meet you just yet."

"Why?" She cried out and he had to clench his hands to stop himself from reaching out to her and give her a hug but he don't want her to panic by his closeness because for her he was just a stranger now not her husband whom she loved once with all of her heart.

"Because your baby is angry with you." He stated as calmly as possible.

"Angry? Why? What did I do?" She asked with her tears again rolling down.

With the pad of his thumb he wiped her tears.

"You tried to snatch the mother from the baby. You tried to hurt yourself which your child didn't like. That's why it is angry with you. Because your baby loves you and can't see you hurt. And the way you are hurting yourself time and time again how can you expect your baby to come to you when you yourself is planning to leave your blood?" He finished in a calm voice and saw her deep in thoughts.

"Have you met my Rahul? My baby?"

"R-Rahul? Your baby's name right?" He asked in a hoarse voice keeping the smile intact on his face for her.

She bobbed her head.

"Yes I have met him. But didn't--didn't know what his name was as he just told me that he is your son and I should convey his message to you."

"How does he look? I knew it would be a baby boy because I have prayed the baby should be like...like...him." She said as if she wasn't talking to the father of the child but some other person. She remembers him but just not him.

Earth crashed upon his head as he heard her wish.

How could she pray something like this when he was nothing but a monster to her?

His lips quivered as he reigned in his broken demeanor. He can't break before her. He has to heal her. His broke down can wait. Taking a deep breath he turned to her expectant eyes.. He saw the glitter of trust brewing in her eyes for him.

"He looks a lot like you. But he has his father's eyes." He croaked failing to keep his voice steady.

She smiled widely this time bleary eyed.

"Call him. I want to see him. Where is my baby?" She again started struggling in the ropes.

"He is upset with you I told you. You have to be completely fine if you want to meet him. Otherwise he won't meet you. I mean that's what he said."

"I am fine." She pleaded.

 "Take me to him. I am dying to meet him."

He gulped.

"He is with his father safe and sound."

Yeah right. Came a bellow from his insides.

Her face fell as her eyes turned sad.

"Arnavji is taking good care of him right?"

"Y-Yes." He choked.

So much good care that he killed him!

Scoffing of his conscience just won't stop slashing him from within

"Fine. I will soon recover and you will take me to him promise? I won't hurt myself if that's what he wants." She said slowly.

Arnav sighed in relief thanking god he didn't believe in as his first set of plan went well as he thought so.

"Promise Khushi." He said and earned a genuine smile from her making his heart drown in her happiness. Which he knew he himself will shatter in future for her well being.

With that he untied the ropes one by one from her hands and feet and sighed in relief as she didn't get hysterical or tried to get up to hurt herself.

What have you done you bastard. You took her only will to survive from her by killing her child as well along with her.. His subconscious rebuked him yet again it never stopped cutting him making him damage from inside due to his own sins.

"Have your medicines." He said to which she took without any fuss otherwise she was injected the liquid form of her medicines. His gaze fell on the red marks ropes has left on her wrists. He noted in his mind that he has to instruct the nurse to see to them too.

He was feeling relieved for getting to her. It was time for the next step. To recreate the horrid memories to get her to react as a normal human being.

He handed her a pink suit to change into which she took hesitantly but didn't make any move to go to bathroom to change. She stared at the suit for sometime before looking up at him.

"But he likes red." She whispered sadly.

He stood up abruptly and turned around.Pressing his eyes with his fingertips he tried to stop the tears that brimmed in his eyes at her one innocent sentence.

"What happened?" He heard her ask from the bed. He turned to her with a poker face.

"Nothing. Uh right now you have only this color clothes and some other except red. I will ask someone to get you red dresses. You can wear them then okay?"

She nodded satisfied with his explanations while his heart dropped in anguish as it was  him who has ordered her never to wear any bright colors especially red. It was a big no from him.

"But you told me you like red." Khushi mumbled silently as she stood before him in a beautiful red Anarkali suit in order to impress him. Or maybe she just wanted to bring back the old Arnav ji who used to shower his love on her and was always soft and gentle until marriage.

"I do like red but not you. You are looking pathetic. Go and change!"

"On whom do you like it then?" She choked blinking back the tears.

"That's certainly none of your business." He shouted.

She flinched.

She flinched.

It was enough to bring him back from yet another torturous memory and guilt trip.

He rushed to her as she walked taking the support of the wall. Holding her he called the nurse to go with her to help her change as she was still weak.

She came out of the bathroom wearing the suit. Nurse left after nodding at Arnav telling that Khushi was fine.

Hope of meeting her son after the recovery has added some glow back to her face he noted. She looked like she never was in depression or she never lost her mind due to post traumatic stress disorder and denial to her past.

"Suniye. (Listen)" She said as her gaze met his.

His throat turned dry as she called him the same way she used to during their marriage of six months.

"Huh?" He asked curling his toes to gather control of his broken stance.

How he wished he could go back to those days and turn everything as he wishes now.

To give her the happiness she deserved being his wife. His life has become a compilation of certain what ifs he mused sadly.

"What is your name? Are you another one of my psychiatrist?"

"Y-Yes I am Dr.Singh." He croaked half lying half saying the truth.

"Oh" She said.

He noted she still has some sense of understanding things.

Only the hope of meeting her son has regained some of her composure. He knew from now on there will be only progress in her health as she has got a hope to live again.

"Khushi bitiya.." Garima gasped entering his room and seeing Khushi dressed up fully without getting hysterical and even without ropes, startled her and made her happy.

Arnav smiled seeing her surprise.

Garima rushed towards Khushi and hugged her tightly kissing her face affectionately.

Khushi though overwhelmed was confused of who was this woman who was crying all over her.

She looked up over her shoulder to him.

"Your mother Khushi.." He mouthed and saw her eyes turn wide in bewilderment before realization dawned in and she hugged Garima back reluctantly.

"I am sorry. I-I don't remember much. I don't know what happened except this that I had a husband Arnavji and my child Rahul who I don't know why left me."

Arnav turned his back to them and released a heaved sigh wiping the corner of his eyes. Her mind had blocked everything.

Every hurt every pain but what she remember clearly was the name of her husband and child nothing else. Not his monstrous behavior neither the disastrous wedding life she had. Nothing.

"It's okay bitiya. Right now you are improving in your health and that's what that matters to me." Garima kissed her forehead and taking her hand took her with her.

Khushi gave a apprehensive glance to Arnav as she walked passed him. He blinked his eyes assuring her that it's okay she can trust Garima. Her nervousness vanished at his assurance and she went with Garima without any more fuss.

She was hugged by Payal tightly and then by Madhumati and Shashi who let out a tear of relief seeing his daughter without the ropes. Though their hearts broke as she looked at them as if they were strangers but the fact that she wasn't shutting them out was soothing for the time being.

"I will tell you what you used to call us..Amma-" Payal  pointed towards Garima... "Babuji..." She pointed towards Shashi. "Buaji.." She pointed towards Madhumati. "Jiji..." She pointed towards herself.

She looked at Payal and then all of their faces for a few minutes as if trying to memorize the names she has to call them in her mind.

"Amma... Babuji... Buaji...and...and...jiji.." She said and saw the three ladies burst into crying while Shashi's eyes filled up.

"Why are you all crying? Did I say it wrong?" Khushi was shocked with the way they were crying as if mourning for something.

It made her panic and Arnav who was watching her carefully standing hidden from them clenched his fists in anger. Here he was putting efforts not to stress her and there her family were scaring her with their behavior. He stepped in the room and saw Khushi frown at them in bewilderment.

"Khushi!" He called and all of their cries stopped much to Khushi's relief.

As her eyes were on Arnav she failed to notice the glares her family was throwing at his way.

He came up to her and pulled her up by her hand gently ignoring the Gupta's as if they weren't present in the room.. He was in his ASR mode because without it they won't listen him because that's what he deserved but here he can't take risk about her health so they had to understand.

"Its your nap time Khushi." He said softly to which she nodded much to Guptas displeasure.

Making her have her meal he pulled the blanket over her and sat besides her until she fell asleep and then his face hardened.

Ordering the nurse to be with Khushi until he return he came to guest room where her family members were talking cursing him actually.

He barged in and came straight to the point.

"What were you all thinking ? Crying all over her? Stressing her like that.Don't you know about her fragile state of mind?"

"Look who is talking..." Came Shashi's sneer. "Who never gave a damn to her feelings ever!"

He ignored his words which stabbed his heart.

"We all are here together just for the sake of Khushi.. for her well being.. to bring her back... even though you hate me but you love Khushi don't you? For the sake of Khushi's love can't you call it a truce till she gets back to normal at least physically? We don't have to interact on the matters other than those which are not related to her.I will keep my side of promise.Won't interfere in your matters.You don't do so in mine. In this way you guys won't have to see my face which you hate so much."

"Raasi jal gayi par bal naahi gaya nandkishore. (Habits take long to depart)" Buaji said glaring at him.

"Jiji if its the matter of my daughter's health then I will do anything for it. Even if it meant joining hands with this monster in the face of a human being." Shashi declared facing him.

A father and a husband stared into each other eyes which reflected the love of only one person in them apart from that one eyes burned in rage shooting daggers at the other guilty one till he averted his eyes and left to his room.

Much to the relief of everyone, Khushi has calmed down in her behavior. She wasn't tied up in ropes anymore.She doesn't try to harm herself . She listened to everything but if the instructions are given to her by Arnav only. She gets apprehensive when other says something to her and a nod of approval from Arnav was all she needed to do what they asked.

This pricked her family so much. How could she still trust him? But the knowledge that she wasn't in a right frame of mind and doesn't remember anything about her past and him being her husband puts their's inhibitions to rest as of now because they were sure when she will be fully normal in her senses then she will definitely hate him. They will make sure she does!

The relationship between Arnav and Anjali was still the same. Anjali gave him her silent support which he always turned down on her face. On the other hand Shyam too was keeping his distance from her breaking her some more. What hurt her the most was the fact that it was all her own doing. She couldn't blame anyone else for that except herself.

He told everyone about his plan and right at the time he finished a punch landed on his jaws by Shashi making everyone gasp.

Shashi gripped his collars.

"Don't you dare do that to hurt her."

"It's the only way to bring her back" He replied calmly.

"Takleef nahi hoti tumhe Arnav Singh Raizada?(Doesn't it hurt you?) She is a human being for devi maiyya's sake. She won't be able to take it. Taras nahi aata tumhe uss masoom pe? Ab bhi nahi?(Don't you feel even pity on her? Still you don't?)" He asked pushing him away.

"I will not allow you to do this. Never!" Shashi announced his verdict."I am already doing a favor to you to be with her.That's is enough for ripping me apart. I can't willingly let you go through this plan to hurt her knowingly. All over again."

"Fine don't allow me. Wait for her to crumble down before your very own eyes. But I won't tolerate that--" He looked into Shashi's eyes with a steely determination.

"Didn't you see how much she trusts me even in her oblivion state. She doesn't listen to anyone except me. She don't even do anything without getting my approval."

Shashi closed his eyes at this while Arnav continued.

"All I have to do is give her an order and she will get ready to go with me anywhere I ask and I swear--I swear I will take her away from you and your family.. from everyone to get my plan into action. To get her back to her normal self."

"You won't dare!" He yelled furiously.

"Try me!" Challenge glinted in ASR's eyes.

Shashi resisted the urge to punch him again on his face.

Seeing the reluctant approval in his eyes Arnav mentally sighed in relief putting on his poker face.

"Cooperate with me Sir! I promise I am doing all this for her only."

The door bell rang and in a minute a hesitant Sheetal stepped in with HP guiding her to the hall.

Shashi took a deep breath to calm himself. He has to tolerate this shit because he wants his daughter back and once he gets her he will take her faraway from this ASR. He promised himself as he saw all scattering away to hide themselves as Arnav instructed he wanted no interruption in it.

With a stone on his heart he wrapped his one hand around her waist feeling awful as past memories flashed in his eyes at how he shamelessly planned all this to hurt her and now it was hurting him much much more.

"KHUSHI! KHUSHI!" He shouted making a chill ran down everyone spine's as well as his own.

Khushi who was in deep sleep got up with a jerk at the voice. Her eyebrows frowned as she tried to register what was happening.

"KHUSHI! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU? COME DOWNSTAIRS RIGHT NOW!!" She heard another shout and felt herself shiver as vague images and voices swam before her eyes of the same voices-same shout-same anger-same terror.

"KHUSHI!!"

She heard again and she didn't know why but she sprung up on her feet hurriedly and rushed downstairs as some unknown fear clawed at her heart. The fear of some pain-some unimaginable hurt.

As she came downstairs and saw the vision before her some of the vague images cleared due to the jolt of electricity she felt seeing Arnav holding a girl close.

"KHUSHIII!" She heard Arnav shout coming from the hall.

She stood up surprised as he never came home early.

Then how come??

She came downstairs limping like always and saw Arnav with some girl standing in the hall.

She swallowed painfully when she saw the girl's hand linked with his arm.

"Arnav who is she?" The girl asked Arnav.

"I am hi w.." Khushi tried to say after recovering from shock.

"Servant.She is my servant.She works for me in RM"

Khushi looked at him shocked while he looked at her casually as if it was the most natural thing to do..as he meant what he said..that she was nothing but a mere housekeeper of his home.

Tears filled her eyes when she saw him pulling Sheetal close to him encircling her waist.She looked away from them swallowing.

"Khushi where are you looking at? I have guest.Can't you see?! Go and bring coffee for us" he ordered angrily.

Khushi dare not look up at him because if she did she knew she would break then and there.Nodding still looking down she almost ran to the kitchen.

She clutched the kitchen counter tightly and sobbed leaning over it.Covering her mouth with her palm she suppressed her cries.

She wiped her tears when she remembered she had to make coffee for them.Quickly completing her task she placed the cups in the dish and headed out to the living room.

The dish slipped from her hands and she stared stumped.

Her husband was kissing the same girl passionately.The girl's hands were in his hairs while his were on her breasts and he was pressing them over her shirt with his thumbs.

"Servant.." She murmured as her eyes teared up her face contorted with pain.

Arnav felt himself going numb with self contempt.Fate was throwing all of his cruelness back on his face in the most ruthless way.Tears were welling up in her eyes but his heart was feeling her pain.She was breaking but the hurt was felt by his entire being.

"Hum chai le k aate hain (I will bring the tea)" Khushi murmured as she glanced at Sheetal once as if not in present..she was living the past and walked to the kitchen.Her stance all but changed to normal as if she wasn't in depression.Ever.

All stared at her retreating back shocked.

Was she back already?

He and Sheetal exchanged worried glances while the family who were hiding somewhere near the hall was confused and worried too. Garima, Payal, Buaji, Anjali had already started crying by now with Shashi bowing his head down seeing with his own eyes how Arnav treated his fragile princess. Shyam supported Devyani who was leaning on him with tears in her eyes.

She was coming back from the kitchen holding a dish with two cups of tea on it. Her red eyes told that she has cried her heart out in the kitchen. All Arnav wanted to do right now was hug her tightly to comfort her that those bad days has passed but he stopped himself getting back to action as he pretended to lean in towards Sheetal. For the life of him, he couldn't bring himself to kiss her again. He prayed to god he didn't believe in to make him come out of this heart wrenching situation. Because he can't betray her again. He can't.

As if for the first time the supreme power above listened to him and he didn't had to kiss Sheetal because even before that he got the expected reaction out of Khushi.

 The dish slipped out of her hands and she gaped at them as he turned to her putting on a surprised expression on his face.

He helplessly stared as something akin to sob broke out of her lips and he lost the control of his emotions. Pushing Sheetal away he got up to console her.

He was a few feet away from her when Shashi stepped between him and Khushi.

"Don't even think about it." Her father said and indicated Payal to take Khushi upstairs as he had had enough but before that something happened which made everyone stumped to the core.

"You lied." It was Khushi's shout. "You lied. You cheater!" She has come around to face Arnav and was spitting fire at him through her eyes.

All Arnav could do was stare at her tear filled eyes coupled with hate for him.