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Since she had lost her memories, I supported her decision of not letting me touch her even if we were in a relationship before. That made her trust me and I was in no hurry. I’d loved Khushi and this woman here reminded me of her. So, I wanted to win her true love and I could wait for as long as she wanted to fall for me. I even told all our friends, including Sakshi, to not bring up my one-night stand with Rita before her and allow me some time so that I could open it up to her myself. Knowing her lost memories and that she was already coping up with it, our friends agreed. Though she kept asking me the real reason for our break up, I lied to her that I never gave her enough time leading to distance growing between us. She was initially skeptical but gradually, we became friends, connected well both personally and at work and whilst we kicked off all the competitors from our way, we had a few left in India. At the top of the list was The AR Group. Knowing the CEO of that company Aarav Raichand was not showing much interest in his role after his wife met with an accident, Khushi thought this was the best opportunity to conquer that company too and it led us to fly all the way to Mumbai.
Little did I know that I was taking this woman back to the place where she always belonged. The first time Aarav Raichand met her at the party, I was taken aback when he didn’t drop his gaze from her. I was afraid if he already knew her and hence did some background investigation only to come to know that his wife Jhanvi Raichand who died two years ago, also had the same face as Khushi's and she met with an accident at that same period when I found Khushi’s duplicate. That’s when I was affirmed the woman I saved that night in Scotland and the one who is with me as my Khushi Thakur, was none other than Aarav’s wife Jhanvi Raichand.
Now if I fled back with Khushi, ignoring the Business competition, it would make everyone suspicious. So, I tried to keep Khushi away from him but it didn’t work at all. They both were being pulled to each other like two opposite poles of a magnet and I could do nothing. But when Khushi herself proposed for a fake engagement to push Aarav away and show him that she was never his, I was confident that no matter how much Aarav tried to prove she was his wife, he would never succeed.
But as days passed my assumptions proved wrong. Aarav was hell-bent on giving her all the evidence she needed to believe her real identity and I was losing her bit by bit every day. The final nail hit when she questioned me why she had the same allergies as Jhanvi had and also her heart was pulling her towards Aarav’s daughter whom she couldn’t help comforting by attending a birthday party where Aarav was present with his daughter. That’s when I realized the only way to bring her back to me, make her focus only on our relationship was by giving her a strong reason to do so. The next dinner date I spiked her drink so that we could spend the night together and that would cease all her desires to think of Aarav. But once again, Aarav failed me. He caught and exposed my plan before her and all I could do was walk out and flee from that place to think carefully about what should be my next move.
Today as I contemplate all of this past, I can still accept my failure but not after knowing that Aarav had put a spy on me who had been to Scotland to find the truth on how I met Jhanvi and the one who also managed to threaten my servant in the Juhu Villa who blurted out that I was giving Jhanvi some drug so that her memories never returned.
Thankfully I had my source too who kept an eye on who visits my Juhu Villa and when Akash went there to confront my servant about the drug I gave Jhanvi to keep her memories from returning, I realized all my secrets had finally opened up.
I know after knowing this, Aarav is not going to be quiet and before he can find out the real truth of Khushi’s death and how I am responsible for all of it, I have to do something major to divert him again. And if that doesn't work, and he tries to trap me, I am not going to hell without showing him what hell means. Jhanvi is his world and I’ll make sure he loses her again. This time forever!!
My laugh echoes in the tiny hotel room that has been my home and hideout for the past one month in Mumbai. It was time to show Aarav who the boss is!!
CHAPTER 33
Jhanvi
This is a surprise to me. Aman, Jaya, Mohit and Sophia are all in the Club where Aarav brought me to change my mood. Ever since yesterday when I got to know Rudra knew it all along that I wasn’t his girlfriend Khushi Thakur and he also kept giving me a medicine secretly to stop my memories from returning, my mood had gone for a toss. Today morning, Aarav and I visited the best neurologist, discussed the issue and my case history and did a few tests whose reports are awaited so that we know what the status of my memories are and also if this medicine had done any other harm to my body. I couldn’t wait to know the results and was getting anxious at home, almost on the verge of going insane when Aarav asked me to dress up and got me here.
“Hey there.” Jaya is the first one to hug me. “Sexy dress.”
I smile at her. Yes, this black dress that’s hugging my curves is really sexy. It seems I have worn this before with Aarav and he is the one who picked it for me tonight. How could I deny?
“Hello Jhanvi, you look great tonight,” Aman says.
“Don’t go on her looks. She is very cranky today.”
I punch Aarav’s arm for his teasing comment but he is right. I was being cranky. Even more than Aarvi is at times. No wonder her crankiness is gone on me.
“Hey hey. Don’t tease my sister-in-law.” Sophia takes my side. “She is back to the family so tonight she is our guest of honor.”
Aww. I like Sophia too now. She gives me an air kiss and I do the same.
“You are right. We are celebrating Jhanvi’s return tonight.” Mohit raises his glass for a toast and we all clink our glasses too.
Aarav is just two feet away from me but the way his eyes flash on me every time he takes a swig of his drink, it does something indescribable to my nerves; especially to the ones that directs the heat between my legs.
Today afternoon when we were returning from the neurologist and I was skeptical and scared of my reports, Aarav had taken me in his embrace in the car. That scene has glued to my head still.
“Why are you so tense?” He stroked his thumb over my cheek.
“Aren’t you?” I asked. “What if the reports say I’ll never regain my memories?”
“Then so be it, Jaan. I love you. Both with and without your memories.”
I was a bundle of nerves and aching calves as he confessed it.
“What did you say?”
“Both with and without your memories,” he repeated.
“Before that.”
He thinks for a second before mentioning. “Then so be it, Jaan.”
“Aarav.” I hit his arm. “Between these two lines. What did you say between them?"
