Aanya smiled happily.
"I hope you liked it."
"Now wear it, and let's cut the cake, Mr. Aryan."
Aryan remained silent.
Aanya noticed that he hadn't even taken the watch out of the box.
She smiled.
"Why haven't you taken it out yet? Wait, let me."
She carefully took the watch out of the box and was about to put it on his wrist.
Suddenly, Aryan angrily jerked his hand away.
"I don't need it!"
The watch slipped from Aanya's hand and fell onto the floor.
Aanya stood frozen in shock as she looked at the watch lying on the floor... and then slowly looked up at Aryan.
Hearing the noise, Devika, Prerna, and Nandini rushed to the room.
Aryan looked at Aanya. His eyes were filled with anger, but there was also pain hidden in them. His voice trembled as he spoke.
"Who told you to do all this, Aanya?"
Aanya felt hurt and didn't know what to say.
"I don't need this gift... nor this cake. Do you understand?" he shouted.
Aanya flinched at the sound of his voice.
Nandini watched the scene with a cunning smile, while Devika and Prerna felt terrible for Aanya.
Without saying another word, Aryan stormed out of the room.
"Bhai!" Prerna called as she ran after him.
"Aryan, wait!" Devika shouted, following him.
Meanwhile, Aanya stood there, heartbroken.
Nandini looked at her and smirked.
"Well... what was the point of all this?"
Aanya slowly looked at her.
"Now see... Aryan neither celebrated his birthday nor cared about your feelings."
Aanya lowered her eyes.
Nandini continued,
"Looks like he even broke your gift."
Aanya looked at the broken watch lying on the floor.
"I still don't understand how you believed Aryan would celebrate his birthday just because of you."
"It's not like he loves you... or even treats you as his wife."
Aanya slowly looked at Nandini, her eyes filled with pain.
Satisfied, Nandini turned around and left the room.
Aanya slowly bent down, picked up the broken watch, and held it in her trembling hands.
A tear rolled down her cheek... then another.
Meanwhile, outside the house, Prerna and Devika tried to stop Aryan, but he drove away in his car without listening.
Prerna looked at her mother worriedly.
"Mom... where is Bhai going in such anger?"
Devika sighed.
"I don't know. But he was wrong to shout at Aanya like that."
She looked toward the room sadly.
"That poor girl did everything on her own.
She decorated the room, bought him a gift, and even baked a cake herself."
Prerna nodded with teary eyes.
"Yes, Mom. I really feel bad for her. Even if Bhai still doesn't like celebrating his birthday, he could have reacted differently."
Devika nodded.
"You're right. But first, let's go and check on Aanya. I don't know how she must be feeling right now."
Meanwhile, inside the room, Aanya wiped her tears. She angrily picked up her phone and purse and put them into her bag.
Outside, Devika and Prerna kept knocking on the door.
"Aanya beta, please... open the door once," Devika pleaded.
"Bhabhi, please talk to us," Prerna added.
After a few moments, the door slowly opened.
Devika looked at the bag in Aanya's hand.
"What is this, beta?"
Aanya answered calmly, though her eyes were still red.
"I'm going to my parents' house for a few days."
"Bhabhi, please don't do this," Prerna said helplessly.
"Don't worry, Prerna," Aanya replied. "I'm not taking any luggage. I'll come back after a few days. Right now... I just don't want to stay here."
Devika remained silent for a moment before speaking softly.
"Okay, beta. It's your choice, and we won't stop you. But... please come back soon."
Aanya nodded silently and walked out of the house.
From a distance, Nandini watched everything.
She frowned.
"Why isn't she carrying any luggage? Isn't she leaving the house?" she thought.
After Aanya left, Prerna looked at Devika.
"Mom, what have you done? Instead of stopping Bhabhi, you told her to come back soon."
Devika sighed.
"So what else should I have done? She has every right to be upset with Aryan and do whatever she wants."
Prerna stayed silent.
Devika continued,
"We can't fix this. If anyone has to bring her back... it's Aryan."
Meanwhile, Aryan was sitting alone at the beach.
The sound of the waves echoed around him as memories of his father flooded his mind.
He remembered how they used to celebrate every birthday together on this very beach.
Then another memory appeared—the last conversation he had with his father before his death.
Tears filled his eyes.
He clenched his fists and shouted in pain,
"Why did you die?"
"You were supposed to stay... and suffer after what you had done!"
His voice broke as he closed his eyes.
Suddenly, Aanya's heartbroken face flashed across his mind.
His eyes widened.
He realized how badly he had hurt her.
Without wasting another second, Aryan rushed to his car and drove back home as fast as he could.
He hurried inside the house.
In the living room, Devika and Prerna were sitting on the couch. They looked up as soon as they saw him.
Without saying a word, Aryan rushed straight to his room.
He looked around.
"Aanya?"
There was no response.
His eyes searched every corner of the room, but she wasn't there.
He immediately walked back to the living room.
"Mom... where's Aanya?"
Devika and Prerna exchanged glances.
Hearing Aryan's voice, Nandini also came out of her room.
Aryan looked at Devika again.
"Mom, I'm asking you... where is Aanya?"
Devika answered calmly,
"She left."
Aryan frowned.
"What?"
"She said she wanted to stay at her parents' house for a few days."
Nandini looked surprised.
Aryan immediately asked,
"Why didn't you stop her?"
Devika looked at him seriously.
"And what exactly was I supposed to say to stop her?"
"That my son can shout at her whenever he wants?"
Aryan lowered his eyes.
Devika continued,
"That he doesn't care about anyone's feelings?"
Aryan remained silent.
"That poor girl did everything on her own."
"She baked a cake for you."
"She bought you a gift."
"She decorated the entire room by herself."
"And what did you do?"
"You shouted at her..."
"...and threw away the gift she bought with so much love."
Aryan felt a sharp pain in his heart.
"Mom... I was just..."
He paused.
"You know I don't celebrate birthdays."
Prerna looked at him sadly.
"But still, Bhai... the way you reacted wasn't fair."
Aryan didn't have an answer.
Just then, Nandini spoke.
"What? She left only for a few days?"
"I thought after everything that happened, she would leave this house forever."
Aryan clenched his fists.
Nandini continued carelessly,
"What kind of girl is she? After all this, doesn't she have any self-respect?"
Suddenly, Aryan shouted,
"Can't you stay quiet for two minutes?"
Everyone froze.
Nandini stepped back in shock.
Devika and Prerna stared at him.
Devika frowned.
"Aryan!"
"What is that tone?"
"Don't forget she's your aunt."
Aryan looked at Nandini for a long moment without saying another word.
Then he silently walked back to his room.
As soon as he entered, his eyes fell on the decorations.
As soon as he entered, his eyes fell on the decorations.
The balloons...
The lights...
Everything Aanya had prepared with so much excitement.
His gaze slowly shifted to the cake.
He walked toward it.
After standing there for a few seconds, he picked up the knife and quietly cut a small slice.
He took a bite.
A faint smile appeared on his face.
"It's... really good."
He took another bite.
Then another.
After a while, his eyes landed on the broken wristwatch lying on the bed.
He carefully picked it up.
Looking at the cracked watch, guilt filled his heart.
After a moment of silence, he hurried out of the room.
Devika and Prerna saw him leaving.
Prerna asked,
"Mom... where is Bhai going now?"
...
Aryan drove straight to the watch store.
He entered in a hurry and went directly to the counter.
"Excuse me..."
"Can you repair this watch?"
The salesperson examined it carefully.
After a few moments, he looked up apologetically.
"I'm sorry, sir."
"It's badly damaged."
"It can't be repaired."
"However, we have many similar models. You can choose another one."
Aryan immediately shook his head.
"No."
"I don't want another watch."
"I want this one repaired."
"It's really important to me."
"And it was bought only today."
"How can you say it can't be repaired?"
The salesperson sighed.
"I understand, sir."
"But the internal mechanism is completely damaged."
"I'm afraid it isn't repairable."
Aryan's voice became desperate.
"Please check again."
"I'll pay whatever amount is needed."
At that moment, a voice came from behind.
"What's going on here?"
Both Aryan and the salesperson turned around.
The store manager walked toward them.
As soon as he saw Aryan, he smiled.
"Mr. Aryan Mehra?"
Aryan looked at him in confusion.
The manager extended his hand.
"I'm Karan Singh."
After a moment, Aryan recognized him.
"Oh... yes. I remember."
Karan smiled warmly.
"It's nice to see you again, sir."
"But... what brings you here?"
Aryan immediately showed him the watch.
"I need this watch repaired."
"I don't care how much it costs."
"It's very important to me."
Karan carefully inspected the watch for a long moment.
Then he looked at Aryan.
"Mr. Mehra..."
"Don't worry."
"I'll personally take responsibility for repairing this watch."
Relief instantly spread across Aryan's face.
"Thank you... thank you so much."
Karan smiled.
"You're welcome, sir."
"I'll call you as soon as it's repaired."
Aryan nodded.
"Okay."
At Aanya's house...
The doorbell suddenly rang.
Radha opened the door and was surprised to see Aanya standing there.
"Aanya?"
"You? At this time?"
Without saying anything, Aanya walked inside.
Radha closed the door and followed her.
"How did you come?"
"By cab."
"Alone?"
Aanya looked at her without any expression.
"Why, Mom? Can't I come alone?"
Radha quickly shook her head.
"That's not what I meant."
"You didn't even inform us earlier."
"I would have prepared something special for you."
Aanya remained silent.
Just then, Naveen came out of his room.
"Radha, who ca—"
He stopped mid-sentence as soon as he saw Aanya.
His face lit up with happiness.
"Aanya, beta!"
"When did you come?"
Aanya smiled faintly, walked toward him, and hugged him.
"Just now, Dad."
Naveen smiled warmly.
"You came alone?"
Aanya stopped smiling.
"Yeah."
"Can't I come alone?"
Naveen gently smiled.
"No, beta. Not at all."
"This is your home."
"You can come here whenever you want and stay for as many days as you wish."
Aanya nodded quietly.
Radha asked,
"How is Aryan babu?"
Hiding the sadness in her heart, Aanya looked at her and forced a small smile.
"He's fine."
"And Devika ji?"
"Prerna?"
"They're all fine."
Naveen smiled.
"Aanya, beta, go to your room and get some rest."
"You must be tired."
Aanya nodded.
"Okay, Dad."
She quietly walked upstairs.
After entering her room, she looked around.
Everything was exactly the way she had left it.
A small smile appeared on her face.
She slowly sat on the bed.
But within seconds, Aryan's angry face flashed before her eyes...
The way he had shouted at her...
The way he had thrown away her gift...
The memories made her heart ache.
Unable to hold herself back anymore, Aanya buried her face in her hands and silently started crying.
...
Meanwhile, at the Mehra house...
Devika looked at the clock.
"It's already 10:30 p.m."
"Why hasn't Aryan come home yet?"
She immediately called him.
At that moment, Aryan was driving.
Seeing "Mom" on the screen, he answered the call.
"Hello, Mom."
Devika asked worriedly,
"Aryan, where are you?"
"Why haven't you come home yet?"
Aryan kept his eyes on the road.
"Mom... I'm going to Pune."
Devika looked surprised.
"Pune?"
"At this hour?
"Yes, Mom."
"I'm going to Aanya's house."
For a moment, Devika couldn't believe what she had heard.
Then a happy smile spread across her face.
"Really?"
Aryan nodded slightly.
"Yeah."
After a brief pause, he added,
"Mom... can you do one thing?"
"Hmm?"
"Please keep the cake in the refrigerator."
"Otherwise, it'll spoil."
Devika's smile grew even wider.
"Okay."
"I'll keep it."
Aryan ended the call.
As he continued driving, he suddenly remembered something.
"Aanya likes butterscotch ice cream..."
"I should buy one on the way."
Meanwhile, Devika couldn't hide her happiness.
Prerna noticed her smile.
"Mom..."
"What did Bhai say?"
Devika smiled.
"He's going to Pune..."
"To bring Aanya back."
Prerna's eyes widened.
"What?"
"And he also asked me to keep the cake in the fridge so it won't spoil."
Prerna smiled brightly.
"Oh..."
From a distance, Nandini overheard everything.
"So..."
"Aryan is actually going after that girl?"
She frowned.
...
Later that night...
At Aanya's house...
Everyone was asleep.
Suddenly...
Ding... Dong...
The doorbell rang.
Aanya slowly opened her eyes.
Still half asleep, she switched on the bedside lamp and looked at the clock.
"It's almost midnight..."
"Who could it be at this time?"
The doorbell rang again.
Ding... Dong... Ding... Dong...
Aanya sighed.
"I'm coming..."
She walked downstairs in her nightwear.
The bell kept ringing continuously.
"I'm coming!"
She unlocked the door.
As soon as she opened it...
Her sleep vanished instantly.
Her eyes widened in shock.
"Mr. Aryan?"
Aryan stood silently in front of her.
Still shocked, Aanya rubbed her eyes once, wondering if she was dreaming.
She looked at him again.
"No..."
"He really is here."
"What are you doing here at this late hour?"
Aryan looked straight into her eyes.
"I came to meet you, Aanya."
Aanya looked at him in complete confusion.
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End Of Chapter 93.