𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒚𝒎𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 31

The couple boarded their flight home, their hearts full of love and excitement as they prepared to embark on their next adventure together.

When they landed in India, they were met with a flurry of activity as their family and friends rushed to greet them. Amidst the chaos, Ishani and Armaan shared secret smiles, their eyes sparkling with happiness and joy.

"Welcome home, my dears!" Ishani's mother exclaimed, embracing them both in a tight hug. "We've missed you so much!"

Indeed, Ishani's parents had traveled to Armaan's home to welcome the newlyweds back to India. The two families had gathered in the living room, laughing and reminiscing about the wedding and the couple's honeymoon.
After several hours of catching up, the time had come for Ishani's parents to return home.
"It was wonderful seeing you both," Ishani's father said, embracing Armaan in a warm hug. "We're so happy for you and Ishani."

The morning sun filtered through the curtains, signaling the start of a new day. Armaan awoke with a sense of purpose, his mind already racing with the tasks he had to accomplish for his billion-dollar business empire. He kissed Ishani gently on the forehead, reluctant to leave her warmth and the scent of her perfume.
"Have a good day at work," Ishani whispered, her eyes still heavy with sleep. "And don't forget to call me during your lunch break."
"I promise," Armaan said, smiling as he left the room and headed to his office.

Ishani also awoke, stretching lazily in bed before rising to face her day. Her mind was filled with thoughts of her art gallery, eager to return to the vibrant world of colors and creativity.

After a quick breakfast, she showered and dressed, carefully selecting an elegant yet comfortable outfit that would suit her busy day. She took a moment to gaze in the mirror, taking in her appearance with a satisfied nod.

"Time to make some art lovers happy," she said with a smile as she left the house and made her way to her gallery.

With a renewed sense of focus, Armaan plunged into his work, making calls, reviewing contracts, and attending meetings with clients. The familiar rhythm of his billion-dollar business empire was both exhilarating and exhausting, and he found himself longing for a moment to catch his breath.

Armaan sat back in his leather chair, his mind whirring as he considered the business deals that had unfolded in his absence.
He picked up his phone, pressing the button that connected him to his PA, Mr. Yadav.
"Mr. Yadav," Armaan said with a tone of authority. "Please give me an update on the status of the deals I have pending."
"Yes, Sir," Yadav replied promptly. "The merger with GlobalTech is moving forward smoothly, and the plans for the new product launch are on schedule.

Meanwhile, Ishani was just as immersed in her work. She had arrived at the art gallery a few minutes earlier, the white-walled space already bustling with activity.
As she stepped out of her sleek black car, she waved at her employees, her mind already strategizing for the day.
"Good morning, everyone!" she called out, her voice resonant in the large space. "Let's start by finalizing the details for the exhibition opening next week."
Her employees bustled around her, eager to fulfill her instructions as she took the lead.

As the sun began to sink beyond the city's skyline, Armaan's nerves began to fray. He paced around the living room, checking his phone every few minutes as the clock ticked towards 8pm.

"Where is she?" he muttered, the anxiety mounting in his chest. "Ishani never runs late."

He checked his phone one more time, only to find a string of unanswered messages he had sent to her throughout the day. The cold realization that something might be wrong settled over him like a cloud.

Armaan's phone buzzed with an incoming call, and his heart skipped a beat as he answered.

"Hello?" he said, trying to keep the panic out of his voice.

"Mr. Armaan, I'm calling from St. Paul's hospital. Your wife was in a minor accident, but she's alright. She's currently here and wants you to come down as soon as possible," the unknown voice informed him.

"I'll be right there," Armaan replied, his voice shaky with relief and fear.

Armaan's eyes narrowed as they met Ravi Chopra's gaze. The recognition was instant, a flood of memories from their childhood washing over him. Ravi had been a bully, always teasing Ishani and making her life miserable. The two men had even gotten into a fight over it once, which only escalated their rivalry.

As Ravi approached, a mixture of surprise and concern on his face, Armaan stood his ground. "What are you doing here, Chopra?" he said, his voice hard and cold.

Ravi took a deep breath, his expression neutral.

Ravi's face softened slightly, the corners of his mouth lifting into a small smile. "I'm a surgeon here, Armaan," he explained calmly. "Ishani was lucky, her injuries were minor, but I'm glad I could help her."
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rmaan's gaze hardened, his suspicions lingering despite Ravi's apparent good intentions. "Thank you," he replied tersely. "But you're not needed here anymore. I'll take care of her from here."
Ravi's smile faded, replaced by a solemn nod. "Of course, Armaan."

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