Khushi was heading towards the exit when suddenly she was being dragged outside by someone. She widened her eyes when she saw that the person was none other than the one to whom she didn't want to even see i.e Arnav. On coming outside, Khushi jerked his hand and freed herself from his grip.
While fuming in anger she lashed out,"What the heck was it ?"
Arnav, listening to her, shook his head. He really felt as if he had invited the storm for himself. But the important thing was to help Khushi as per his sister's request and hence he remained calm.
"Say whatever you want....if you want to punch then do it .....if you want to call me with whichever name then do that too. I will not say anything but please don't say no to me for asking you that, will you live with me till you are here in Landon ?"
Khushi gave him a confused look as she raised her eyebrows after listening to his words. While Arnav, who guessed her confusion, cleared his throat before explaining.
"Actually Anu called me and informed me that you left all your credit and debit cards back. And without money no one can survive in Landon. Don't consider my help as charity but seriously it is my responsibility to take your care. Though we are not married, we were friends earlier so basically I , Arnav Mehra will promise you that till my last breath I will never leave your side."
Realizing what he actually said, he felt a little awkward while Khushi had tears in eyes after remembering that she really forgot all her things back in India in a hurry. And asking for help from anyone from her family was risky.
To cover up his words, so that Khushi won't get awkward Arnav spoked," I mean to say that till you are in London, you are my responsibility."
Saying so, he looked in another direction to avoid Khushi's gaze. Khushi mentally slapped herself for being so irresponsible. She knew that she really needed help but taking help from Arnav was something like, getting selfish for her own needs when she had clearly denied to even keep any relation with him during the flight.
While smiling sadly, she replied, " Arnav, Thanks but no thanks. I can't live with you. You know why I am saying it, right ?"
But she was genuine with her words.
Without waiting for his reply, she took her bag and walked away leaving Arnav numb in his place. He knew that she would deny it but he had a hope that maybe, his words would make her agree on it. He was feeling bad about it but still he was thinking that what all he did with her to avoid marriage was right for both of them. Shrugging away all his thoughts, he quickly followed Khushi and grabbed her elbow, jerking her back as she turned around in a swift and stood right in front of him, with her face reflecting the expression of horror as he stood so close to her.
Seeing her horrified look, Arnav left her elbow as he stepped back, making some space between them.
Without letting her speak anything, Arnav spoke, "Khushi, I know you think I have broken your heart and I don't have a problem with that but don't think I will let you go like that. You are going with me and that is final. If you are going to show more tantrums then I swear I will inform Raman uncle and Ishita Aunty that you are here with me in London and on top of that I will tell them that whatever we did on the wedding day was planned by their beloved daughter. So think what they will feel......how disappointed they will be with you ! And yes.....you know how I am ...many times you have even witnessed such things that what I can do.....Are you getting it ?"
Now this was unexpected from Arnav as he saw Khushi, looking at him in disbelief. She thought about all the possibilities of her family getting to know anything about her, being with Arnav. She knew how cunning he is but never thought that he would blackmail her in something like this which was so crucial.
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What shall I name this tale ?
Fanfiction--- What shall I name this tale ? Life - A perfect definition of grey ! Some misunderstandings can make one's life upside-down. One was an arranged marriage, one was a replacement marriage and the one was marriage - of - convenience. Let's peep...