Rajput's (Completed ✓)

Chapter 41

One month later…

Aahir found joy in their deepening relationship, with Mahir constantly discovering new ways to strengthen his bond with Aarushi, while also ensuring she felt loved and never hurt. Meanwhile, Hriya’s love seemed to grow day by day, binding Arya and Hrihaan closer with every passing moment. However, Ridhvik’s relationship was clouded with uncertainty. Vridhi had given Ashvik another chance, yet doubt lingered she still wondered if he had truly changed.

In Ridhvik room…

The quiet of the room was interrupted by Ashvik’s careful steps. Vridhi lay asleep on the bed, her breathing slow and steady. The warm light from the bedside lamp casts a soft glow over her face, illuminating the hint of exhaustion still etched beneath her peaceful expression. Ashvik’s gaze softened as he watched her sleep; the month since the incident felt like a lifetime, yet he was relentless in caring for her, hoping it would somehow erase the memories of that day.

#Flashback

The roar of gunfire shattered the tense silence as Ajay pointed his gun and pulled the trigger. The air seemed to thicken with panic as Ashvik lunged forward, desperately trying to shield Vridhi. But he was too late. The bullet struck Vridhi, lodging deep into her stomach. She collapsed, her hand reaching out to Ashvik, her face pale with shock. He could barely hear his own frantic voice over the pounding of his heart as he cried her name, gathering her close.

Meanwhile, the driver, who had anticipated the danger, had already called the police. Within minutes, the wail of sirens pierced the tension as officers stormed in, apprehending Ajay and his goons.

Ashvik, choking back his own fear, held Vridhi in his arms, her body growing heavier with each passing second.

Ashvin:- Vridhi

He whispered desperately as he and the driver rushed her to the hospital. The glaring lights of the emergency room flickered over them as doctors and nurses whisked Vridhi away, leaving Ashvik to pace the waiting area, his hands clenched tightly together.

After what felt like hours, the doctor emerged with news that lifted the weight from his chest Vridhi was out of immediate danger, though the bullet had damaged internal tissues that would require time and rest to heal. She needed complete bed rest, the doctor advised, and absolutely no strain.

Ashvik, determined, nodded, silently vowing to care for her in every way. A few days later, they returned to India from Switzerland, where he kept that promise. Every day, he brought her favorite soup, arranged fresh flowers by her bedside, and watched over her as she healed, hoping she could one day forgive him and let go of her doubt.

#Flashback ends.

Ashvik’s gaze softened as he approached Vridhi, who was now awake, stretching slightly on the bed. He leaned down, carefully helping her sit upright, adjusting the cushions behind her to ensure her comfort.

Ashvik:- Tu thik hai?

( Are you ok?)

Vridhi nodded, her voice soft.

Vridhi:- Hmm.

He offered her a glass of juice.

Ashvik:- Ye le juice peele aur uske baad ye dawaiya kha lena.

(Here, drink this juice, and after that, take these medicines.)

She accepted, and as he turned to leave, she spoke up.

Vridhi:- Ashvik.

Ashvik:- Ha bol.

(Yes, tell me.)

Ashvik paused, glancing over his shoulder.Vridhi hesitated, a trace of impatience in her voice.