Kumkum Bhagya: Rishton Ki Ankahi Kahani

Chapter 75

The Blue Bar, Taj Palace, Chanakyapuri

Sunny lifted his head, stunned, his cheek burning from Rakhi's forceful slap. For a moment, he was too taken aback to react, but then his shock quickly morphed into fury as he locked eyes with her. She met his glare with an equally intense one, her fiery gaze unwavering.

Sanju, standing beside them, absentmindedly rubbed his own cheek, thinking, "I always believed Sunny Bhai was invincible, that no one could even dare to touch him... but here, Bhabhi ji just landed a solid slap right across his face!"

Sunny's voice rose, cutting through the bar's chatter. "What the hell are you doing here, Chashmish?"

The entire bar turned their attention to the commotion. Rakhi, realizing the unwanted attention, took a deep breath and lowered her voice. "I should be asking you the same thing, Mr. Perfect—who isn't so perfect after all. But let's not create a scene. This is between us."

Recognizing the awkwardness of the situation, Sunny grabbed her wrist and dragged her outside. Sanju, worried for Aryan, quickly followed, supporting his intoxicated friend.

Outside the Bar

Once outside, Sunny spun Rakhi around and gripped her shoulders tightly, shaking her as he demanded, "Who the hell do you think you are? Why are you interfering in my family matters?"

Rakhi smirked, unfazed. "Family? Do you really consider Aryan as your family?"

Her words struck him like a bolt. His grip loosened, and he instinctively stepped back. Just then, Sanju and Aryan stepped outside. Sunny turned away, his face unreadable.

"This is none of your business, Miss Chashmish," he muttered, avoiding her gaze.

Rakhi took a step closer, caught his shoulder, and spun him around to face her. Her eyes bore into his as she declared, "I already told you, Mr. Perfect—Aryan is my brother too. And I won't let you ruin his life! Whether you accept it or not, I will make you realize that love will always overpower the hatred you hold against him!"

Sunny stood frozen, unable to look away. Her words unsettled something deep within him.

Before he could respond, Rakhi turned to Aryan, who was barely able to stand, and slung his arm over her shoulder for support. With firm steps, she led him away. Sunny remained rooted in place, watching her retreat, his mind replaying her words over and over again.

Sanju hesitantly approached Sunny, shaking his head with a small smirk. "Bhai, I always thought you were the strongest man in the world... but for once, Bhabhi ji just defeated you!"

But Sunny wasn't listening. His mind was still fixated on Rakhi's words, the echoes of her challenge unsettling him in a way he couldn't understand.

Inside the Auto

Rakhi handed Aryan a medicinal tablet to counteract the alcohol's effects. Slowly, he began to feel better. He took a deep breath and looked at her gratefully. "Thanks, Rakhi."

But as the haze of intoxication cleared, memories of what had just happened flooded back. He turned to her, puzzled. "But how did you know I was at Blue Bar?"

Rakhi recalled how she had secretly followed Aryan and Sanju when they had slipped out of the Kohli house unnoticed. But instead of answering, she waved the question away. "Forget that. What I want to know is—what the hell are you doing with your life?"

Aryan frowned. "What do you mean?"

Her voice hardened. "I was there at your engagement today, Aryan."