Manvi had been tirelessly searching for her missing friend Khushi for days. Frustration and worry gnawed at her as she went from place to place, asking questions and following leads, but all in vain.
One day, feeling defeated and exhausted, she decided to visit the local court to seek advice on her looming personal crisis. She found herself in front of a lawyer's office and hesitantly knocked on the door.
The lawyer, a middle-aged man with a kind face, welcomed her in. "How can I help you today?" he asked, motioning for her to take a seat.
Manvi took a deep breath before she began to recount her painful story. "I need help filing for divorce," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "My husband has been abusive towards me, both physically and emotionally. He's the reason for my two miscarriages, and I can't take it anymore."
The lawyer listened attentively, his expression growing somber as she spoke. "I'm so sorry to hear that," he said softly. "No one should have to endure such suffering. We can start the process of filing for divorce and seek legal protection for you."
Tears welled up in Manvi's eyes as she felt a glimmer of hope amidst her despair. "Thank you," she whispered gratefully. "ab main usey bina zindagi mein aage badhna chahti hun"
The lawyer nodded sympathetically. "main aapki puri madad karunga," he assured her.
Feeling a weight lifted off her shoulders, Manvi knew that the road ahead would be tough, but she was determined to stand up for herself and reclaim her life. With the lawyer's guidance, she took the first step towards a new beginning, hoping that one day she would find Khushi and they could both heal from their respective traumas.
Manvi sat across from the lawyer, her hands clenched tightly in her lap as she recounted the events. "Khushi meri student ke father Aarav Malhotra ne mujhe bachaya tha aur main kuch mahine unke saath rahi thi! Uss Dhruv ko lagta hai mera affair tha unke saath balki hum sirf dost hai.."
The lawyer leaned back in his chair, contemplating. "Madam, aapke pati pe toh police case chal raha hai! Agar Aarav Malhotra gawahi de toh aapko divorce jald mil sakta hai, nahi toh waqt lagega kyunki jaisa aapne kaha, aapka pati bahut hoshiyar hai. Case ghumakar aapko hi beizzat kar dega court mein," he suggested.
Manvi sighed deeply, knowing Aarav wasn't in a state to help her. "Aur koi rasta nahi hai?" she asked, desperation creeping into her voice.
The lawyer shook his head. "Mam, jaise aapne kaha, aapke parivar waale bhi aapki side nahi hai. Aapke aur Aarav Malhotra ke beech koi rishta nahi hai yeh sirf wahi sabit kar sakte hai. Warna aapke husband aapko bahut zalil karenge," he explained the harsh reality.
She thanked the lawyer, her mind heavy with worry, and made her way to her scooty. As she sat down, her phone rang. It was Sharda.
"Sharda kaki," Manvi answered.
"Beta... ghar aa jao please, woh Aarav," Sharda's voice trembled with tension.
Manvi's heart raced. "Kya hua?"
"Main tumhe nahi bata sakti, please aa jao," Sharda pleaded, and abruptly disconnected the call when she heard the staff shouting for her.
Manvi's worry intensified. Manvi's worry turned to dread as she drove off towards the Malhotra mansion. Within half an hour, she reached the imposing gates, parked her scooty.
Manvi's heart pounded with apprehension as she approached the imposing gates of the Malhotra mansion. Each step felt heavier, laden with memories of past confrontations and unresolved tensions. The evening sun cast long shadows, adding to the sense of foreboding that enveloped her.
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Ajeeb Dastan Hai Yeh (Completed)
Mystery / ThrillerAarav Malhotra a business tycoon is a ruthless person. He is famous for his drinking habits, sleeping with a new girl but ruling the commercial world. He is only softened towards his 15 years old daughter Khushi who hates him to the core. The father...
