"I am not your puppet I am not going to continue this relationship as if nothing happened I will never consider her as my wife"
Is this all a joke to you this marriage and stuff first you forced me to get married and when the bride ran away you tied...
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Raghav Maheswari, from what I've gathered, seems to hold considerable sway in the business world, known for his adept deal-making skills and possessing sensitive information that he could use for leverage," Samarth remarked as we navigated through Bangalore's congested streets.
As I skimmed through articles about him, one headline caught my attention: "Raghav Maheswari spotted with an unidentified woman at his residence." A sly grin crept onto my face, the implications not lost on me. Just then, the traffic came to a halt, prompting me to toss my iPad onto the backseat, turning my gaze towards the street scene outside.
Amidst the chaos, a street vendor caught my eye, displaying an array of intricate jhumkas. Thoughts of Avni and her fondness for earrings flooded my mind. She had a penchant for the ones with bells, their gentle jingle accompanying her laughter and conversations.
Shaking off the reverie, I stepped out of the car, prompting Samarth's inquiry about my destination. "Just a moment," I replied, darting across the road towards the jhumka vendor's stall.
Surrounded by an assortment of dazzling pieces, I found myself at a loss, unsure which pair would best suit Avni's tastes. "How can I assist you, sir?" the vendor inquired, sensing my indecision. "I'm looking for something for my wife," I explained, gesturing towards the display.
"Which of these do you think she'd appreciate?" I asked, seeking the vendor's expertise in selecting the perfect adornment for Avni.
Ask your wife" the old lady remarked.
"I can't ask my wife because I want it to be a surprise," I explained, prompting the vendor to take charge. With a nod,
Aah! Do you have her photo I can pick the best one for you with help of it" she asked with the warm smile i nodded and took out my phone.
she carefully examined the photo of Avni and me from our reception, the only snapshot we had together. Her eyes softened as she remarked on our apparent harmony, deeming us a perfect match.
Moved by her words, I trusted her judgment and allowed her to select the finest pair of earrings for Avni. As she handed me the chosen set, I insisted on paying double or even more than the actual price, grateful for her kindness and blessing. With a warm smile, the old lady bestowed her heartfelt wishes for our marital bliss, leaving me with a sense of gratitude and anticipation for the joy these earrings would bring to her.
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Welcome to the king of Pratapgarh," Raghav announced with a smug grin, his typical arrogance on display.
He motioned for us to take our seats, then settled himself on the couch before us in his lavish cabin. "May I inquire as to the purpose of your visit, Your Highness?" he mocked, oozing condescension.
