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Weeks passed smoothly and they kept in touch with each other but didn't meet after that dinner. Ishita had a workload to complete by the end of the month as her marriage was aligned. Armaan made some deals with the tech company and was very excited at it was a great success for the company. They both accompanied their parents in buying wedding jewelry and clothes. Anjana tried to convince Ishita to call some relatives or her marriage hall will only have Armaan's relatives but Ishita made it clear that none of those chameleons will enter the marriage hall.

Nayantara sent many gifts to Mehra Mansion as Haldi Ceremony and Mehndi Ceremony started before the wedding. Ishita impatiently sits on the stage and Sana was helping her with attending calls, reviewing documents, and getting things she wanted. Ishita earlier suggested Sana live in Mehra Mansion with her daughter which she wanted a little time to think about. Armaan video called her in the middle of her ceremony and Sana got the phone close to her face. "What..." she knits her brows as her spine was hurting sitting in one position.

"You look beautiful except for the scowl on your face but I know that's your go-to look." He mocks and examined her uncomfortable look, Ishita smiles, and thanks him. "Sana... ask some maids to get her some cushions and stuck them behind her back and a hot bag too..." Armaan mentions to which Ishita smiled shyly. He came to the point and asked her, "I have sent you some pictures of gifts let me know which one you want as a wedding gift..." Ishita shrugged, "I'm not that picky anything would work and nothing will also work...". Armaan hesitantly asked her, "Can you do me a favor?" she nodded, "Until it doesn't cost a dollar..." he smiles at her comment, "It's just... my friends what to see the bride before the wedding and I tried to make up excuses but they are just stuck with it..."

Ishita chuckled, "They want to see me before the wedding ceremony it's a weird request but yeah, I can do that. You can send them after my makeup would be done, I will text you and let you know..." he left a long sigh, "Thank you... you don't know how much you have helped me..." she rolled her eyes and shooed him away. When the call ended, she looked down her at her mehndi the girl was making she scrunches her nose as the designer wrote Armaan's name in the middle of her mehndi.

"The whole attention would be on the name now... are you crazy you could have just written his first initial..." Ishita argued with the mehndi designer. Anjana came forward, "Beta... it's okay... it's a trend people do to claim who they belong to now and she just did her job." Ishita flared at it, "Wow... a trend... do one thing get me a dog's collar with his name on it and I would roam around the wedding claiming that I'm his property now..." Ishita's anxiety was at its peak and she wasn't feeling great about the wedding.

Anjana suddenly felt her head spinning and her vision blurred, "MOM..." Ishita screamed and tried to hold her but Sana stopped her and made Anjana sit on the bench. She took deep breaths calming herself but couldn't hold her head up. In order to check up on Anjana, Ishita called their family doctor, and as soon as he arrived, Ishita took him to see her mother. Checking her pulse rate and blood pressure doctor mentions that she has high blood pressure and wasn't eating properly for a few days. Her anxiety was out of control as she blamed herself for overreacting to small things.

The doctor gave her some medicines and left, Ishita stayed up all night next to her mother and she started feeling bad. Anjana was the only one who stayed by her side they both faced their family issues together but the day had come when every girl needs to leave their parent's house where they spent years from taking baby steps to getting graduated. Tears rolled down her cheeks and whimpered sitting next to Anjana, she didn't want to wake her up so she left the room and cried in the hallway.

Her phone buzzed with Armaan's name wiping her tears she answered in her dry voice. "Ishita... you okay... is mom doing alright... if you want, I can come to visit you both," Armaan suggested. Ishita left a small laugh to ease the tension, "You don't need to and Mom's doing well... and I'm just fine. She just needs rest and will wake up till morning." Armaan took a deep breath, "But Ishita it's eight in the morning... you didn't sleep last night..." Ishita walked out of the hallway and peep outside towards the balcony opening in the gardening.

"No... maybe I didn't... I was just sitting by the side of her bed and don't know how time slipped..." Armaan listens to her attentively and suggested she take care of herself also. Anjana felt good after that day and told others it was just the commotion of the big wedding but her mood was always sad and she used to doze off sitting on the chair with her eyes open. Ishita knew something wasn't right with her mother and used to stare at Raj Kund as if she suspected him but did not know what to do.

The day came for the big day, the grand wedding but everything was bustled. "What if she turns into an ogre at night like Fiona?" Armaan rushed back and forth in his room complaining to Yash. "Are you watching the kids' show with your cousin's son?" Yash rubbed his forehead in annoyance sitting on the edge of Armaan's bed. "I don't know she's a creepy psych already what if my whole life is cursed and I wouldn't be able to live a happy married life..." Yash sighs at his words, "Armaan... don't be so dramatic and Ishita is a nice girl of course she sometimes can be creepy and psych but that doesn't matter until you treat her with love and respect."

Armaan nodded his head and sits back with his ruffled hair, "I still doubt that I can love Ishita because she deserves someone loving and caring but I'm just a wrack kid rejected by the girl he loved for years." Yash argues with him, "So you mean you're not loving and caring... what do you think I don't know how much you were crazily in love with Veronica. You have a heart that Veronica broke into pieces, but that doesn't mean you will treat every girl the same way. I don't know much about you both but after hearing from Nayantara aunty I can assure you she could be the right girl for you and your family if you treated her well or else she will make you regret the rest of your life." Armaan rolled his eyes annoyed by him, "Well that was very comforting..."

Nayantara bargained inside his room, "What is going on here? A runaway plan..." Yash chuckles, "Don't give him ideas because he's already having cold feet about this marriage." Nayantara cooed, "Aww... my baby is fearing scared of a girl because you should be after treating her like trash. I will enjoy every moment of her torturing you..." Armaan scrunches his nose, "Mom... cmon it wasn't like I threw her out of the company. After the lecture and aligned threats you gave me after meeting her in the mall, I'm treating her well." Nayantara rolled her eyes and passed him a brown folder with some documents.

"I have already signed it and you need to sign it before we give it to the lawyer for drafting and whatever." Armaan runs his eyes over the document as was stunned, "Has Dad gone all crazy why is he offering her one-third of Goel Family assets? At least wait for a year what if she changes her colors..." Nayantara changed her expressions from the sweet mother to Mrs. Goel, "Aadesh told me about your outburst after hearing about Veronica. You clearly still haven't gotten over her but that doesn't mean I will let you two crackheads ruin Ishita's life."

Goel Family assets were divided between Aadesh and Armaan but still, the main authority was Abhimanyu. Nayantara knew about Veronica and her mother's evil eyes on his son but it was late to save Armaan. She was well aware of how Veronica was manipulating Armaan to get away from the family and live separately with the Goel Families' riches. Abhimanyu wanted it to be divided between Anamika and Ishita but Anamika refused as she wasn't much into business and wanted to be self-independent.

Aadesh on the other hand was the one who suggested the idea to Abhimanyu. So now even if Veronica gets Armaan wrapped around her finger Ishita will still have control over every asset of the Goel Family including the house and future projects. Armaan signed the document and handed them to Yash, he left with the file and his male friends to see Ishita. Nayantara did the rituals before letting Armaan leave with the Barat.
Armaan Wedding Outfit-

"What if he turns out to be a sadist and handcuffs me to the bed all day? What if he snores in his sleep? What if he has a peanut size penis?" Ishita panicked sitting in front of the mirror and shaking Sana's hand. Anjana slaps her forehead and left mumbling, "Surely my child got exchanged in the hospital with some psychopath's daughter." Sana pats her shoulder comforting her, "Calm down Ishita... nothing will go wrong believe in the supreme power if they had made you meet each other that is for a reason. Armaan will love you and keep you happy..." Ishita takes a deep breath calming her anxiety about the marriage but her hands were trembling.

Sana left the room for some work outside and Ishita stared at herself in the mirror. Bridal lehenga and a red dupatta on her head, and heavy jewelry she felt divine.
Ishita's Wedding Outfit-

Checking her phone, she got the message from Armaan that his friends have left to meet her and they have arrived with the Barat. A knock dragged her attention she got up and opened the door group of six men screamed and gasped some even fell to the ground. "My God are you guys crazy?" Ishita chuckles looking at his dramatic friends. "Please run away with me..." a guy in a blue kurta kneeling on the ground forwarded his hand. Ishita rolls her eyes, "Too late guys...".

Yash slaps his friend's hand, "Armaan would bury you alive if he caught you drooling over his lovely wife. Ishita... you look gorgeous can I have a picture with you..." they took many pictures and poses crazily. They gave Ishita sunglasses and made her pose for her wedding album, Anjana shooed the boys out and took Ishita downstairs. She was very much comforted and felt happy about the marriage as his friends cherished her.

Entering the wedding hall, soon the families arrived and did the rituals welcoming the groom. Ishita walked down with Anjana and a group of her cousin's sisters that she never know even existed, he forgot to breathe when he looked at her, she looked so angelically beautiful. Armaan was enraptured by her as she stood beside him, Ishita lifts her eyes and winked at him. He turns his blushing face but still, the photographer captured the moment.

The long and exhausting wedding came to the end with the exchange of garlands. Armaan filled the vermillion along the part of her hairline, his eyes were filled with affection as she smiled looking at him. Guest came forward and gave Ishita many gifts she had to bow low touching their feet. She was a bit confused as most of Armaan's relatives gave red envelopes but she took it anyways after formally denying it. They were staying the night in the hotel and the next day they will arrive back at the Goel Mansion, the new house of Ishita, and the new family.

Ishita walked inside the hotel room and prepared for her good night's sleep, Armaan was staying in a different room as they weren't supposed to see each other's faces before the sunrise of the next morning. Removing the jewelry she slept in her bridal gown because of the back-breaking wedding ceremony, "Ugh... this is so exhausting I won't marry someone again..." she stretched and drifted to the dreamlands.

Her phone banged with many calls the next morning, Ishita stretched and answered it Vikram's voice barked from the other end, "You bitch... how dare you?" Ishita sighs, "Well Good morning to you too..." a wicked smile plastered on her face. "You're meaner than I thought... how dare you let the narcotics officers railed in my house? Because of you, I'm here in the investigation room and you are there laying in your husband's arms."

Ishita paid the officers to check on Vikram as he had a drug history so she didn't let him get even a second to cover it up. Finding the perfect opportunity she hammered on his weakness and got the textile industry tainted because of him. Now their only hope is Ishita because she has previously saved the investors of pharmaceuticals. People have now seen the true color of Vikram and standing against Raj Kund's decision to make one of his employees part of Mehra Group. The thing Ishita wanted to do was done by the investors and board members. She never took a breath away from her work because she knew people only respect her. After all, she's independent and doesn't need anyone.

Ishita poured her heart and life into her work because once she was a child abandoned by her father. All relatives pointed fingers at her calling useless little brat and dragging her to hell. She suffered a lot because she wasn't financially independent. She was a respectable businesswoman now but still needed to maintain her position because of her absurd father. Ishita chuckles, "Don't worry Daddy will get you out... if he can...." she ended the call and tossed her phone in bed.

Getting up she changed into a red saree to attend the last ritual, the makeup artist helped her to do her makeup before leaving. Ishita walked down the stairs, "Mom... where's Dad..." she said out loud to let her relatives know. Anjana knew what she did, "He left for some work...". Ishita tried to look cute and innocent, "Aww... I thought to cry in my father's arms in my bedai and thank him for giving me such a wonderful life..." she mocked the faces of her relatives and walked away towards the area decorated with flower garlands for the pooja.

Armaan walked down as well with his swollen eyes and flustered face surely he was drinking with his friends. He yawned a bit sitting next to her, "God... you smell so drunk even after the mouth fresheners." Armaan scrunches his nose, "Stop acting like a wife..." Ishita chuckles, "I don't need to act I am one..." Armaan faked a gag his head felt heavy so he rested it on her shoulder. Ishita let him and pats his cheeks while checking the news outlets about Vikram's drug case. She was more than happy today not because of the marriage but because of her final stake to take over Mehra groups.

Preist arrived she looked down at the half asleep Armaan and shrugged waking him up. Armaan dozed in and out throughout the ritual and finally, it was over. A waiter of the hotel approached him passing some medicines and a glass of water. Armaan was confused then took the Advil anyways, he walked toward Ishita she was arguing with some media houses on phone. "I pay you so you need to work as I want you to or else you know better every media house is closing day after another." she ended the call.

"There is no way you can digest your food without threatening someone..." Armaan chuckled darkly, Ishita shrugs "You know me so well... did you take the medicines?" he nodded in response and she added, "Now let's leave before my father comes back here with his drama..." Armaan agrees with her anyway because he doesn't have a choice except to listen to his wife, he left to arrange the car. Before they could leave Raj Kund walked inside huffing in anger, "You have ruined my life..." he yelled walking close to Ishita.

"No, you did it to yourself by letting a drug addict be your successor...." Ishita commented. Raj Kund stood in front of her, "I can't believe you were doing all this besides your marriage." She glimpsed at him with a smug face, "Weren't you planning to throw me out under the cover of marriage? Does it hurt when I did?". Rage rushed all over Raj Kund's body he hated her more than any of his enemies.

Raising his hand Raj Kund slaps Ishita across her face people around her gasped in utter shock. Anjana gasped and rushed towards them, "Raj have you lost your mind..." she yelled holding her daughter. Ishita lifts her face glaring at Raj Kund with her burning red eyes of anger. Armaan came back to the hall after arranging the car and informing his mother about the arrival. He was left stunned seeing Ishita covering her cheeks with her palm glaring at Raj Kund and instantly knew what happened in his absence.

Anjana pushed Raj away and yelled at him, "How could you do this to her? Have you lost your senses? she's your daughter for God's sake." Armaan rushed toward Ishita, "You okay..." he examines her face which had a red mark on it of Raj's hand and the rings he wears. She lifts her head and runs her fingers in her hair adjusting them, "I... am not okay..." she turns to leave but Armaan embraces her she didn't oppose and lets him hold her, he helped her out and made her sit inside the car.

Armaan caresses her soft cheeks "I just need to bring something back from my room just stay here okay..." she nodded ans he kissed her cheeks before leaving inside. People were still in the hall and Anjana was storming over Raj, Armaan walks inside and grabs Raj's collar. He glared at Raj with his dark eyes throwing daggers at him, and hissed close to his face "Sunn be... agar tune galati se be uske upar hath utaya na toh tere haath katva dunga mai... samjha..." Raj was stunned by his deadly aura.

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