The mansion boasts 3 floors, each with 6 rooms, totaling 18 rooms, and 3 grand halls. In addition, it features a mini theatre, a spacious pool at the back, a private gym, and a vast rooftop suitable for hosting parties. Efficient staff ensures the smooth operation of these amenities. The interior design of the mansion is elegant, with personalized touches in every room to cater to individual preferences.
Abhimanyu's room is a combination of two sections – a sophisticated bedroom and a dedicated study. The bedroom is adorned with a charcoal color palette, complemented by opulent gold accents, including a display of his trophies. Meanwhile, the study is painted in a lighter tone, and its walls proudly showcase Abhimanyu's collection of certificates.
The grand hall, where Anupriya received blessings from the guests, is thoughtfully divided into two sections: a formal dining area and a comfortable seating space. This meticulous arrangement adds to the overall charm of the mansion.
Anupriya gracefully occupied the couch, encircled by curious guests eager to catch a glimpse of the newlywed bride. Meanwhile, on the other side of the hall, Abhimanyu engaged in breakfast discussions with the other male members of the household, creating a dual scene of social activity within the expansive mansion.
Anupriya gracefully occupied the couch, encircled by curious guests eager to catch a glimpse of the newlywed bride. Meanwhile, on the other side of the mansion, Abhimanyu engaged in breakfast discussions with the other male members of the household, creating a dual scene of social activity within the expansive mansion.
The middle-aged guest, with a sly smile, remarked, "Well, well, marrying a man like Abhimanyu must feel like winning the lottery for someone from, shall we say, more modest beginnings."
The other female guest, with a mischievous tone, chimed in, "Oh, was it a well-executed plan, eyeing Abhimanyu from the sidelines? Your family must be quite strategic."
The middle-aged guest snidely remarked, "I once tried to set him up with my niece, but he refused without a second thought. Then, he ended up with Ramya, and I assumed he had high standards. But now, seeing him married to you..."
Another female guest, side-eyeing Anupriya, cynically remarked, "She probably has a few tricks up her sleeves, like how to seduce a man from a rich family. Did you learn that from your mother or somewhere outside?"
Laughter echoed in the room, an unkind chorus that surrounded Anupriya, making her vulnerability painfully apparent.
Anupriya's eyes welled up with tears, an emotional cascade she struggled to contain.
Ayesha attempted to intervene and stop the guests from further humiliating Anupriya, but her efforts were abruptly halted by Natasha.
Abhimanyu rises from his seat, strides purposefully toward Anupriya, and envelops her in a gentle yet firm embrace from behind, his hand delicately encircling her neck. The room is engulfed in a sudden silence, the unexpected action leaving both Anupriya and the guests startled by the unforeseen turn of events.
Abhimanyu, adopting a playful yet firm tone, addressed the guests with a hint of threat in his eyes, "Who said my standards are dropping? Just take a good look at her. She's more beautiful than any of your daughters. And if simplicity and modesty are considered ugly by your pretentious standards, then yes, she's 'ugly' in your world."
Directing his gaze at the middle-aged female guest, Abhimanyu continued, "Auntie I declined your niece's blind date because, even before you showed me her picture, I already knew her. I fought a case against her – my client accused her of stealing his money and committing fraud by transferring his property without consent. She's a repeat offender, preying on guys she's dated in the past. I can judge people's character better than you. Age doesn't automatically grant wisdom or the right to insult younger ones. Go home and raise your own children properly. Oh,and by the way, your son is in jail for illegal gambling. You should hurry; his case is quite serious. Your family might lose a significant amount of money, and you might end up experiencing the middle-class life you were mocking just a few minutes ago."
Ayesha clapped with amusement, "Bravo, Bhai!"
Mayank couldn't hold back his laughter, enjoying the reaction on the aunties' faces from the corner.
Natasha, the mother of Abhimanyu and Ayesha, was shocked to see this side of her son.
Anupriya, surprised by Abhimanyu's statement, felt a rush of warmth. her eyes reflecting gratitude and affection. The unexpected gesture added a touch of magic.
Ashok Sharma, with a stern expression, interrupted the conversation. "Abhimanyu, she is elder than you, and I never allow younger ones to insult elders in my house," he declared. Then, turning his gaze to the middle-aged woman, he added, "And you, behaving your age is essential. Such foolish behavior is not appropriate at your stage in life." The room fell silent as his words lingered, the weight of respect and decorum settling in.
Abhimanyu, with a smirk playing on his lips, offered a sarcastic apology to the middle-aged woman, "Sorry, aunty. If you need any assistance, feel free to ask me anything." His tone carried a touch of wit, carefully veiling the tension in the room. Ashok Sharma, unaware of the subtle exchange, continued to assert the importance of respect within the household.
The middle-aged woman, feeling a sense of embarrassment, managed a faint smile and replied, "It's okay, son." The weight of the moment lingered, and an unspoken understanding passed between them. Abhimanyu's smirk softened, recognizing the unintended discomfort, and he shifted the conversation to more neutral ground, easing the tension in the room.
Abhimanyu, with a gentle smile, addressed the gathering, "Since you've all already met my beautiful wife, I think it's time to get her some rest so that we newlyweds can spend some time together." Anupriya, wiping away tears, nodded in agreement.
Abhimanyu then took Anupriya's hand, and the newlywed couple gracefully departed.