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Arhaan's P.O.V
I was jolted awake by the ringing of my phone, Arav's name flashing on the screen. Groggily, I answered, my voice heavy with sleep.
"What's wrong?" I asked, instantly alert at the urgency in his tone.
"Bhai, Bhabhi is in the hospital," Arav's words hit me like a ton of bricks.
"What? What happened to Mishti?" My shock and concern were palpable.
"Kunal was trying to molest and abuse her," Arav's words sent a surge of rage coursing through me.
I hung up the call, my mind racing with fury. Without a moment's hesitation, I made my way to the airport, my anger simmering beneath the surface. Boarding my private jet to India, I seethed with the thought of Kunal's audacity to lay a hand on my wife. I had already informed Siddhant, my IPS friend, who owed me a great deal and was now stationed in Rajasthan. Kunal would be under arrest soon enough.
Upon landing, I wasted no time and headed straight to the hospital where Mishti was admitted. Spotting my family, I approached them with a sense of urgency.
"Where's Mishti? How is she?" My voice was a mix of worry and determination.
Arhaan.. my mom saw me in shock.
In the mean time, doctor came i didn't reply to my family.
Doctor!? How is my wife!?" I asked in one breathe.
She is fine now!!! Doctor replied.
Can I meet her !?? I asked
Yes you can, Mr pratap.
Then , i went to the hospital room, and saw crying mishti who is sitting in the bed.
Mishti.. I called her.
"She looked at me and said, 'Arhaan,' then started to cry, and her breath got uneven from crying continuously. After seeing her, Panicked, I called the doctor."
"Suddenly, Mishti clung to me as she was getting scared of the male doctor, seeking safety, I guess."
Without wasting a second, I took her in my arms and instructed the doctor to check her while she remained in this position.
"I don't want my wife to feel uncomfortable. I can't bear to see her cry, especially knowing she's not at fault. I cannot hurt her."
The doctor was not ready, so I glared at him, knowing he couldn't disobey me. I smirked at his figure and then looked at my innocent wife, who was sitting in my lap and clutching my shirt as if I were her lost toy.
I smiled at her, and the doctor continued to check her while she was in my arms.
And the doctor said, "She just got panicked. Make sure she is not remembering those memories. She might experience another panic attack, but it will be more severe."
"Please give her this medicine," the doctor said.
I nodded at the doctor, and he left..
I called Mishti, who was sitting in my lap.
"Mishti, sunshine, rest in bed. I'm going to buy some medicine. I'll come back to you afterward. Okay?" I said.
But she tightened her grip on my shirt, not letting me go. So I sat like this for hours until she fell asleep.
After she had gone to sleep, I placed her on the bed and left her room. Then, I called Vansh to buy her medicine. Meanwhile, I called Siddhant and left for the place where Kunal is kept.

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