You Own My Heart ( Completed )

Recap: Sanju leaves the party as Chandrasekar starts to speak of a proposal

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As soon as Aryan stepped out of the room carrying Sanju in his arms, they found Pavithra sitting in the living room, waiting. The moment she saw them, she burst out laughing.

"Thank you, Pavithra. We will leave," Aryan said, giving her a nod.

"Fine, sir. Bye, Sanju," Pavithra grinned and winked at her.

"Bye," Sanju muttered with a grumpy face, making Pavithra laugh even louder.

Aryan carried her to the elevator. As they waited for the lift, Sanju looked up at him.

"Let me down. I will walk."

"What is the problem in me carrying you?" Aryan asked, eyebrows raised.

"No, I can walk."

Without waiting for a reply, she jumped off his arms and stood beside him, folding her arms.

"You're being naughtier these days," Aryan muttered under his breath.

Soon, they reached the parking. Once inside the car, Aryan started driving. An awkward silence hung between them for several minutes.

"So now madam won't talk to me, is it?" he asked, finally breaking the silence.

"Why should I talk now? I believe you've got someone else to talk to," Sanju replied coldly.

Aryan turned sharply. "Are you crazy? What are you even blabbering about?"

"Oh! Now I look crazy to you, is it?"

"God, Sanju... sweetheart..." he muttered with a frustrated sigh. He suddenly pulled the car off the road and parked it, unbuckling his seatbelt. Turning towards her, he said firmly, "Look at me."

"You can talk. I'm all ears," she said stubbornly.

"You'll regret then."

"Tell me what it is."

"Chandrasekar sir wanted our relationship to move to a greater context... and I accepted—to take it to the next level."

Sanju gasped, her eyes widening as they welled up with fresh tears.

"So you accepted it, is it? I'll better go walk on the roads. You carry on with your new relationship," she said, fumbling for the door handle.

Before she could do anything, Aryan reached out, pulled her to him, and kissed her harshly. She froze, stunned. Then he gently pulled back and kissed her tear-streaked eyes, wiping away her tears with his thumb.

"For God's sake... when will you start trusting me?"

"Who said I don't trust you?" she whispered, trembling.

"Then why do you react this way?"

"I... I don't know."

"Listen," he said, cupping her face. "When Chandrasekar sir started talking about taking the relationship to the next level, I immediately cut him off and proposed a business partnership. So yes, I accepted to move forward—but only in business. I didn't give him any space to bring up a wedding proposal. And even if he had brought it up, I would've told him about you."

Sanju looked at him, her eyes searching his.

"What would you have told him?" she asked, voice soft.

"That," Aryan said with a faint smile, "you'll know in a short while. Now let's go."