Ch27Marked by Her Fury

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Rivanya, completely overwhelmed, rushed into the room, her cheeks flushed deep with embarrassment.

She quickly walked to the bed and sat down, trying to steady her breathing.

Her heart was still racing uncontrollably, as if a storm had risen inside her chest one she was desperately trying, yet failing, to calm.

She placed her hand over her heart, closing her eyes for a moment, but the memories of what had just happened kept replaying again and again.

What is happening to me? Hey Gauri Maiya…

How could Rudraksh do something like that… in front of everyone?

On one side, he says he doesn’t even accept me as his wife… and on the other side, he does all this…

After actions like these… I don’t think there would be any girl who wouldn’t fall for him…

And me… I already liked him from the very first moment…

Yes… it’s true… I liked Rudraksh from the very first sight… the moment I saw him in the mandap…

But I don’t know… if it’s right to call this liking… love…

Rivanya was lost in these thoughts, sitting quietly, when suddenly the door opened and Rudraksh walked in. The moment she saw him, her gaze instantly dropped, unable to meet his eyes.

Rudraksh slowly walked towards her, his steps calm yet firm.

Rudraksh said,

ā€œMrs. Vardhan… what happened? Why did you run away like that?ā€

Rivanya didn’t reply. She just sat there, her eyes lowered, her silence speaking more than words.

Rudraksh frowned slightly and

Spoke again,

ā€œDid my action make you uncomfortable? Were you embarrassed? Look, Rivanya… the kind of things Bua ji was saying… this was necessary. Everyone has always ignored her taunts, but she had no right to say all that to you.ā€

Rivanya suddenly stood up and looked straight into his eyes for the first time since he entered.

Rivanya said,

ā€œRudra… can I ask you something?ā€

Rudraksh, slightly confused, replied,

ā€œYes… ask.ā€

Rivanya took a breath, her voice steady but filled with unspoken pain.

Rivanya said,

ā€œWill you ever be able to accept me as your wife… at least within these four walls? Not just for the world to see… but truly? Will you ever give me the rights of being your wife?ā€

For a moment, Rudraksh fell silent.

His expression changed something heavy flickered in his eyes.

Rudraksh said,

ā€œRivanya… I told you this on the very first day of our marriage… I cannot accept you as my wife. I’m not the kind of person who can build and maintain a family… I only agreed to this marriage for one reason… otherwise, I would have never said yes.ā€

Rivanya’s brows furrowed in confusion.

Rivanya asked,

ā€œWhat reason could be so important, Rudraksh… that you were ready to ruin a girl’s life for it?ā€

Rudraksh closed his eyes tightly. His fists clenched at his sides, as if the memories themselves were heavy.

Rudraksh said,

ā€œMaybe it will seem small to you… but for me, it was everythingā€¦ā€

Rivanya stayed silent, listening.

Rudraksh continued,

ā€œWhen your sister’s proposal came… I had already refused. But when I went to Vardhanpur… I received a letter from my mother. Dadi Maa had kept it safe all these years… waiting for the day I would be worthy enough to read it.ā€

He paused for a moment, his voice

Softer now.

Rudraksh said,

ā€œIn that letter… my mother wrote that there was another letter… her last one for me. But I would only receive it after my marriage. I never believed in marriage, Rivanya… never wanted it. But I needed that letter… so I agreed. I didn’t even want to become the next king of Vardhanpur…

but because of that letter… I accepted that too.ā€

Rivanya’s eyes filled with tears as she listened to him.

Rivanya said softly,

ā€œSo… you married for your own benefit? The marriage was fixed with Alisha… but due to circumstances, you had to marry me instead… isn’t it?ā€

Rudraksh didn’t say anything.

His silence was enough.

Rivanya looked at him, her heart breaking silently.

Rivanya said,

ā€œRudra… if you don’t accept me as your wife… then what’s the point of showing it to the world? From today onwards… please don’t do things like this in front of everyone. When you don’t feel anything like that in your heart… then what’s the point of pretending?ā€

With that, Rivanya turned and walked out of the room without waiting for a reply.

Rudraksh stood there… motionless.

The silence around him felt heavier than ever.

Suddenly, in frustration and anger, he punched the wall beside him with full force. The impact was so strong that blood started dripping from his hand… but he didn’t react. The pain didn’t matter.

Because the storm inside him… was far worse.

A husband and wife’s relationship is as strong as it is fragile. And here… Rudraksh and Rivanya’s relationship hadn’t even fully begun, yet it was already going through storms.

Since childhood, Rivanya had prayed to Gauri Maa for a good husband. Watching her father, she had only wished for a partner like Mahadev strong, protective, and devoted.

And somewhere… she had received someone like that.

But the tragedy was…

She could not become the Sati to her own Mahadev.

After everything that had happened, Rudraksh left for the office in anger, his mind still clouded with emotions he himself couldn’t understand.

Rivanya, on the other hand, chose silence.

Instead of dwelling on it, she buried herself in the preparations for the next day, trying to distract her heart from everything that was unfolding within her.

By afternoon, the house had settled into a calmer atmosphere. Everyone had finished lunch and was sitting together in the hall, engaged in light conversations. Rivanya was nearby, instructing the servants, getting floral arrangements done, making sure every little detail was perfect for Shivratri.

And then

At the entrance of the mansion, a familiar presence appeared.

Rivanya’s maternal uncle, Sandeep, stood there with his entire family. The moment his eyes fell on Rivanya busy in her duties, managing everything with such grace his vision blurred with tears.

His voice trembled as he called out softly from behind,

ā€œRivu betaā€¦ā€

Hearing that voice, Rivanya froze for a second.

Slowly, she turned around.

The moment her eyes landed on her Mamaji, Mami, and her Nanu-Nani, shock flashed across her face… followed instantly by overwhelming emotion.

Without thinking, she ran toward them.

Tears streamed down her face as she threw herself into Sandeep’s arms. He held her tightly, his own eyes moist. After so many days, he was finally holding his child his heart in his arms again.

Sandeep gently asked,

ā€œHow is my princess?ā€

Clinging to him, Rivanya cried

Softly and said,

ā€œI’m fine… Papa… I just miss you all so muchā€¦ā€

That one word "Papa" was enough to break something inside Sandeep.

All his life, he had wished for this… for Rivanya to see him not just as her maternal uncle, but as her father.

And now… that wish had come true.

With trembling hands, he wiped her tears and said,

ā€œMy child, you don’t look good while crying. Just keep smiling always… I don’t want anything else.ā€

Rivanya nodded through her tears before moving into her Mami’s arms. Vasudha hugged her tightly, her own tears falling freely.

ā€œRivu bacha… are you really okay?ā€ she asked.

Rivanya, still emotional, replied,

ā€œYes, Maa… I’m fine.ā€

That moment was so pure, so filled with love, that every person present had tears in their eyes.

Pratap stepped forward, folding his hands respectfully in greeting.

Sandeep and the others greeted him the same way.

Soon, Sandeep and Vasudha took blessings from Dadi Maa and Dadaji, while Rivanya hugged her Nanu and Nani tightly.

Pratap also bent down to take their blessings, honoring them as elders of the house.

Everyone then moved inside and settled in the hall.

Rivanya, being the perfect host, immediately went to the kitchen and returned with water and juice, serving everyone herself.

Noticing the tears still lingering in Sandeep’s eyes, Pratap gently asked,

ā€œWhat happened, Samdhi ji? Why are your eyes moist?ā€

Sandeep tried to hide his emotions but smiled faintly as he replied,

ā€œIt’s nothing, Bhaisahab… I was just thinking… why do daughters grow up so fast? It feels like just yesterday my little Rivu sat in my lap, listening to stories and playing house… and today, she has grown up so much that she’s managing a real home.ā€

Hearing this, Rivanya couldn’t hold back her tears anymore.

And neither could anyone else.

The entire room grew heavy with emotion.

Dadi Maa then smiled warmly and said to Nani Maa,

ā€œTruly, Behenji, you have given your daughter such beautiful values. Ever since she has come into our house, it feels like Goddess Lakshmi herself has entered.ā€

Dadaji added proudly, speaking to Nanu,

ā€œAnd she is so intelligent too. Rivanya knows exactly how to handle every situation. Truly, the Vardhan family is blessed to have a daughter-in-law like her.ā€

Slowly, conversations resumed, and the atmosphere lightened as everyone began talking to each other warmly.

After a while, Vasudha turned to Rivanya and asked,

ā€œRivu, where is your husband? We don’t see him. He invited us, and now he’s missing.ā€

Rivanya looked surprised.

ā€œMaa… he went to the office. And… Rudraksh invited all of you?ā€

Vasudha nodded,

ā€œYes. He called your Papa and asked us to come here for Shivratri… to celebrate together with you and everyone.ā€

Rivanya stood there, stunned.

Her mind instantly went back to Rudraksh’s words… when he had said he had planned a surprise for her.

And now…

She finally understood.

This… was his surprise.

Rivanya stood there for a moment, lost in her own thoughts, her heart tangled in confusion.

Rivanya’s thoughts

On one side, he acts like a husband… and on the other, he says he can’t accept me as his wife.

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