A Second Chance at Happiness : Chapter 7
Arnav stood near the floor-to-ceiling window of his study, the city lights flickering against his hardened expression. His jaw was clenched, phone pressed tightly to his ear as he listened—really listened—for every legal nuance. “Mr. Awasthi, I don’t want more delays,” Arnav said, voice low but razor-sharp. “File the petition at the earliest. Mutual consent is off the table. We proceed with a contested divorce.” There was a pause on the other end. “Yes, I’m aware of the implications,” he continued, pacing now. “But given Shyam’s deception and criminal intent, we have enough grounds—fraud, emotional abuse, concealment of identity. I want every single detail documented.” His eyes briefly shifted toward the closed door—on the other side of which Anjali was resting, unaware of the full extent of what he was doing for her. “No,” Arnav cut in firmly. “I don’t care if he tries to negotiate. There will be no settlement that lets him walk away clean. I want his lies exposed legally.” A deeper b...