AKSHAT SINGHANIA - A literature professor in Singania Institute of Arts and Commerce. He is soft and caring person
with a tough exterior, who doesn't believe in love or marriage because of his parent's broken relationship and his ex wife's betrayal...
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Due to some glitches on Wattpad, many readers were unable to see the newly edited chapter. To fix this, I have reposted Chapter 42 again!
Now, I have made changes and posted the chapter again. Please, please do vote and comment on it like you did before😭😭 Imagine you are reading it for the first time, but please share your thoughts on the scenes.
We had so many comments and votes in last version, so if this chapter gets the same level of engagement as before, lots of comments, I will post the next chapter even before we reach the vote target!
Also, before reading the update, please check out the note I posted earlier. It explains why I made these changes and my thoughts behind them.
Bhaii inline comments kar dena pehle jaise varna mai ro dungi 😭
"Kisi ko ready nahi hona?? Time ho raha hai engagement ka!" Vishakha strode into the room like a strict principal on a surprise inspection, her sharp gaze scanning everyone.
The room, which had been filled with laughter and chatter just moments ago, suddenly fell silent.
"Haan haan, kya kabse panchayat lagi hai! Didi, main bhi yahi samjha rahi thi," Preeti quickly chimed in, nodding her head vigorously as if she had been the one trying to maintain discipline.
Vishakha folded her arms, raising an eyebrow. "Haan, I saw that." Her tone was dry, clearly not convinced.
Preeti immediately pursed her lips, while the others chuckled.
"Chalo chalo, ab der mat karo. Tum sab ready ho jao!" Vishakha clapped her hands, signaling everyone to move.
The excitement in the room returned as the girls quickly gathered around Amrit and Kavya, dragging them towards the dressing area.
After some time, Akshat and Krishiv stood in the living room, both dressed in elegant sherwanis, waiting impatiently.
"Kitna time lagega?" Akshat asked, his voice laced with frustration as he checked his watch for the third time in the past five minutes.
"Ek kaam kar," Vedant smirked, crossing his arms. "Tu yahin shaadi bhi kar le aur le jaa usse saath."
"Shut up!" Akshat shot him a glare, but his restlessness was evident.
"College me dekha hai na, phir bhi chain nahi hai," Krishiv chuckled, shaking his head.
Just then, Krishiv's teasing came to an abrupt halt as his eyes landed on the other side of the hall. His breath caught in his throat as he saw Kavya walking in, holding Bulbul’s tiny hand. She was dressed in a peach-colored lehenga, the soft hue complementing her delicate features. Her hair was styled in soft curls, cascading down her shoulder, with minimal jewelry that enhanced her natural beauty rather than overpowering it. She looked ethereal, a vision that made his usual playful self turn silent for a moment.
