My Imperfect Mr Perfect (Arshi FF) - Complete ✅

My Imperfect Mr Perfect Chapter 17

Days passed like this, and Khushi was loving this sense of normalcy that had creeped into their lives. She felt happy again - not like she was on the run away from a creepy murderer called L75 who was craving to kill her.

And today, was another normal day - or so they all thought.

Little did they know, that in a few hours that they were to face another rollercoaster that would shake up their lives...

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It was a wonderfully bright, sunny day and Khushi was laying out lunch on the dining table. Meanwhile, Arnav was in his study, working on his laptop.

The phone started to ring and seeing no one there to pick up the phone, Khushi went and picked up the call.

"Hello," she said into the phone. There was no reply from the other side. "Hello?" she called again. And again there was no reply. Khushi found it weird but then just shook the feeling off, shrugging her shoulders before putting down the phone.

She went up and called Arnav for lunch and then they ate together, enjoying the companionship that had grown between them over the past few days. After lunch, Arnav went back up to his study and Khushi stayed back to clear up.

The phone rang again and this time also Khushi picked it up.

"Hello?" she called. But just like last time she was met with complete silence. She hung up, thinking that it was a bit weird that she got two blank calls within the span of a few hours. Should she tell Arnavji? But then what if it was a coincidence? She didn't want to make an ordeal out of nothing - their lives were finally reaching a sense of normalcy and the last thing that Khushi wanted to do was to spoil that normalcy for nothing.

So Khushi went back to her work. However, 10 mins later, the phone rang again. Once again when she said hello' no one answered. But unlike the previous two calls, this time she could hear something...

The sound of someone's breathing...

It really creeped her out but she put on a brave front and tried to take on the situation fearlessly.

"Hello?" she called, hoping that the person would speak, but all she heard was the breathing. "Hello, I know you're there. If you don't want to speak, then why did you call?! Hello! Can you please speak?!" she spoke, covering up her fear with frustration and anger.

Even after she made the effort to say all of that, the person on the other side gave no reply, but they were clearly still on the line because Khushi could hear their breathing get slightly heavier and faster.

Sweat broke out on Khushi's forehead as she hung up the phone instantly. What the heck was that?!

2 minutes later, the phone rang. Again. Khushi picked up and this time, she didn't say a word. But once again she could hear the breathing.

That's it. She couldn't take it anymore.

She was officially scared.

Khushi slammed down the phone and ran up the stairs to Arnav's study. She was so frightened that she didn't even knock on the door. She just burst open the door and ran straight into a surprised Arnav's arms, where she felt most safe.

On the other hand, Arnav was worried seeing Khushi in this state. She had run into his arms as though she was... scared... But what could have possibly scared her in the house?

Arnav's first thought was that whatever it was must be was because of Dadi. But then he remembered Dadi going out to the mandir a while ago, so it couldn't be her. What could have possibly happened?