"Arnavji?" A silent cry escaped her lips.

She clasped her hand over her mouth and ran upstairs.

An angry Sheetal then turned towards Arnav and said fuming.

"I don't know why you are doing this ASR but I very well can see that you are playing some dangerous game with that poor soul.By the way who is she?" She narrowed her eyes "And please don't tell me that she is a servant because I can bet she is not."

"Miss Sheetal Kapoor. Your work is done. You will be paid for that kiss and now JUST.GET.LOST.FROM.HERE." He said through gritted teeth.

"I am going. You know very well why I agreed for this.If it wasn't for--" She was cut brutally.

"Sheetal! If you didn't get out in the next 2 seconds than the consequences will not be good for you!" He warned in dangerously calm voice.

Giving one incredulous look to him she took her bag and marched out of the mansion.

Glaring at no one in particular he went upstairs.

"How dare you push me away?"

"Is it? Great then because you deserve it!!!"

"Your crime is that you are KHUSHI KUMARI GUPTA!!!!"

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

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

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.

Images after images flashed in her eyes.

There was no moisture in her eyes.Her face had traces of dried tears.She was feeling numb...completely numb.She wanted to cry out loud to tell the world what she was going through right now but alas she couldn't!

She wanted to yell--scream--sob and cry her heart out but neither could she cry nor shout as whenever she will to.. her eyes seemed to have dried up.Her throat felt parched and she didn't feel any strength to wail and mourn her loss.

She just sat there at the edge of the bed and stared at the floor as if it held all her answers.

She closed her eyes as that image pierced through her heart. Image of her husband kissing another woman. The image of her husband's betrayal and he did it all so openly as if he wanted her to see it and then broke apart.

"Seems like you enjoyed what you saw?"

Her eyes snapped open and she saw him standing infront of her with a snide smirk.

Instantly her numbness left her as hurt flashed across her eyes and she realized stunned that how much power this man held over her! How much his every action affect her! And she felt helpless that even after what he did to her, she still was affected by him as much as she was before and this realization made her restless..agitated.

She just looked away ignoring his mocking stare.

"Don't want to know who was she?" He quirked his eyebrow.

She didn't look up and knew that this would definitely rile him up.And she was right as in next moment he took her elbow and jerked her to stand before him.She winced as he pressed his hand on the bruises on her elbow.

"Tch tch tch. Do you feel like crying?" he asked mockingly.

Her eyes mist up and her tear filled eyes met his.

"Oh baby! Don't cry.Your tears hurt me." he smirked when she looked at him shocked as a certain memory flashed in her eyes.

"Arnavji!!" Khushi exclaimed "Are you okay?Why weren't you picking up my calls? I..I was so scared." She sobbed throwing her arms around him clutching him tightly.

She felt him hug her back and she dug her face more into the crook of his neck planting soft kisses there.

He smoothed her hairs on her back and said,

"Oh baby! Dont cry.Your tears hurt me.See I am fine infront of you.It was just a minor accident." to which she pulled back slightly to look in his eyes and still holding him close she cupped his cheek and pecked the corner of his jaw.

"I was so so scared." She mumbled against his lips embraced him again and closed her eyes.

If only she had seen his face she would have definitely seen the wicked smirk that appeared right after then.

Tears spilled on her cheek when she remembered that day.

"Remembered something?" He asked smugly.

"That...that..me.ans..you..were.."

"Lying" He completed it for her "I never met with any accident.It was fake just like the wounds on my body were. That day!" He confessed nonchalantly.

That left her dumbfounded.

"What else did you lie about Arnav ji?" She asked with her heart dropping to the pit of her stomach.

"You have no idea." He chuckled darkly. She swallowed feeling betrayed like never before.

"Were you saying the truth when you said you love me?" She asked silently.

"What do you think?"

Tugging at her elbow he pulled her closer encaging her in his arms.

Caressing her paled cheek he said seductively.

"I have to admit that by marrying a middle class chick like you I got one advantage--" He leaned closer to her lips and whispered.

"Your body. You did warm my bed." He said as his hand on her back reached at the zipper of her suit and he started pulling it down while Khushi stood emotionless stunned in his arms.She just stared at him blankly as he again played with her body.She neither responded nor winced.Instead she just stared at the ceiling with empty eyes.

"Tomorrow is the day Di. Tomorrow!" He caressed her cheeks and croaked.

"Wake up Di.Please. At least now that I have made her pay for what she put you through." he kissed her forehead and said hoarsely

"I want you to see when I will completely destroy her." He said vengefully.

"It's not that she is not suffering now.She isn't hurting but dying day by day. Piece by piece and when tomorrow she will come to know the truth she will collapse and will be broken wholly." He smirked.

"She will be where I want her. Lifeless. She is already torn much.She just need a slight push and I will be done with her.She will be alive but will be in worse state than death!" He finished and stared at her pale face hoping against hope that she just show any sign of coming back but none came. Dejectedly he left her room.

"Pack all her stuffs.Tomorrow she will be shifted back to Shantivan." He instructed the nurse and drove to his office.

They say Loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible poverty.

Same was the case with Khushi who was now sitting in a hospital bed staring at the door.

"Congratulations Mrs.Raizada. You are pregnant."

The doctor words echoed in her ears and she felt herself being pushed into the darkness more and more.

If she were her old self she would have been happy being pregnant with the child of the man she loves.

But being anything but her old self now, she felt even more dejected thinking about her unborn child of what would he/she get by coming into this world? Their father humiliating and insulting their mother? Or their mother broken and walking pale like a ghost around the house asking their father the reason of her punishments?

What future this child will hold?

If only she was old Khushi, she would've find the light at the end of the tunnel by this news but she wasn't that Khushi anymore nor she would believe in any miracle now that this news will make him change!

But being father of the child he has the right to know!

She decided to tell him as she was sure that he couldn't break her more.He has done everything that he could do to hurt her and left her torn beyond measures.There is nothing he could do now that would hurt her!

With these thoughts she walked back home not knowing that soon her assumptions would prove wrong as her husband had alot more in store for her than she couldn't ever imagine even in her wildest dreams.

*

"She is not at fault Arnav. She isn't. Trust me.She is innocent." He pleaded.His eyes showed his desperation.

"Trust you! Oh really?!" Said Arnav mockingly.

"I have told you the entire story. Why don't you believe me? Look If you want you can investigate the information that I have given you.Please.Don't do this to her.She don't deserve this."

Arnav's jaws clenched and he curled his fists in anger.

"It seems like youstill haven't gotten over your first love!" He grabbed his collar.

"Am I right Mr.Shyam Manohar Jha?"

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