Saanvi

As Saanvi took the puppy from Raj's hand, concern etched across her face, she gently cradled the injured animal, her touch both gentle and reassuring. "What happened to him? How did he get hurt?" she inquired, her voice filled with compassion.

Raj shook his head, his expression mirroring Saanvi's concern. "I don't know. I found him near a nearby alley. Seeing that injury, I knew I had to help. While driving, I saw this pet cross, so I brought him here for assistance."

Saanvi nodded understandingly, her focus shifting to the injured puppy as she assessed its condition. With skilled hands, she carefully bandaged the wound, her movements precise yet gentle. Once the puppy was comfortable, she placed a bowl of dog food in front of it, ensuring it had nourishment to aid in its recovery.

As Saanvi tended to the puppy, Raj couldn't help but admire her compassion and dedication. "Looks like you really care about these pets," he remarked, his tone appreciative. "And this macaw over here," he continued, gesturing towards a colorful bird perched nearby, "looks cute too."

Saanvi smiled warmly, her love for the animals evident in her expression. "Yes, I really like these pets and just love them. And normally people just call him a parrot, but it looks like you also knew about this. He's really cute," she said, her voice filled with affection.

Once Raj saw that Saanvi was comfortable while talking, he began to compliment her and subtly flirt with her. Casually, he brought up the topic of relationships and asked, "So, do you have a boyfriend? Someone as beautiful as you must have someone special."

Saanvi mentioned her fiancé, and Raj warmly wished them well for their upcoming marriage. Before leaving, he asked for her number, mentioning that he might need her help for his puppy in the future.

After that day, Raj returned with the puppy for bandages, making sure to visit Saanvi regularly. On the third day, he asked her out for coffee. With a smile, Saanvi replied, "How can I find time for coffee? I have to take care of them, you know. Two days ago, someone tried to steal these dogs, and if it weren't for the inspector, they might have ended up as Korean food."

Raj, understanding her situation, made a quick call while continuing to chat with Saanvi. About 20-30 minutes later, Vikas arrived with 8 to 9 other people, all carrying supplies and pet food. As they entered the pet cross, they immediately began tending to the animals, each person taking on specific tasks with professional expertise.

Saanvi, surprised and curious, approached Raj. "Who are these people, and what are they doing?"

Raj smiled reassuringly. "They're friends of mine, all professionals in animal care. I thought you could use some help with everything you're managing here. This way, you can have a little more time for yourself. Maybe even enough time for that coffee? And before you say anything, this isn't just for you—it's for the pets. You alone can't take care of each and every one of them, and they also need help. This is for them. Also, it's a bit of appreciation from me for helping my puppy."

"Ding, you have received 10 destiny points. "

Saanvi's mother also liked Raj. Seeing all the people and supplies he brought, she was impressed, noting that Raj was clearly well-off. This made her reconsider the engagement, thinking perhaps she had rushed into it too soon. Encouraging Saanvi to accept Raj's help, she said, "He's helping us with the pets, what's wrong with that? I will take care of everything here. Go, go," she urged, gently pushing Saanvi towards Raj.

Hearing Raj's answer, Saanvi realized she didn't have any counterargument. Appreciating his thoughtfulness, she accepted his help and agreed to go for coffee.

As they arrived, Saanvi's eyes widened in surprise at the elegant ambiance of the restaurant. The soft glow of candlelight illuminated the spacious dining area, casting a warm and inviting atmosphere. Raj had arranged for the entire restaurant to be emptied out for their private coffee date. Tables were adorned with fresh flowers and delicate tableware, creating a romantic setting just for them.

Saanvi was speechless as she took in the beauty of the surroundings. Raj led her to a secluded table by the window, offering a stunning view of the city lights twinkling in the distance. As they sat down, Raj personally served her coffee, ensuring everything was perfect for Saanvi. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, mingling with the tantalizing scent of gourmet cuisine being prepared in the kitchen.

They spent the morning talking, their conversation flowing effortlessly as they shared stories and laughter. Raj felt a deepening connection with Saanvi, appreciating her warmth and kindness. Time seemed to fly by as they enjoyed each other's company, and soon it was afternoon.

Saanvi glanced at her watch and mentioned, "I should be going soon. I have a date with my fiancé this evening." So, he drops her off to her asked area.

Raj knew what she was talking about because he had seen it in a movie. In the movie, Saanvi was on a date with her fiancé when Daya saw them together. Daya became furious, shouting, "How can Saanvi be with him? She is mine! I will kill him. I have to make arrangements for him."

Later that night, Daya arranged a cultural program for Saanvi's fiancé, promising him a payment of 50,000 rupees for the event. He lured him to the red-light district under this pretense. Once there, the local police, tipped off by Daya, captured Saanvi's fiancé, making headlines on the TV the next day.

The next day, a news flash announced that Saanvi's fiancé had been caught in the red-light district. Seeing this, Saanvi started crying, devastated by the scandal. At that moment, Daya arrived at the pet store, dragging her disgraced fiancé with him.

"What happened should be forgotten," Daya said smoothly. "I will take the charges back. You can still marry your daughter to him."

Saanvi's mother, however, was not convinced. "How can we forget this? I thought he had a clean character, but it looks like he's more interested in those girls than my daughter. Why should I marry my daughter to him?"

Her fiancé desperately tried to explain his situation, but no one would listen. Daya, seizing the opportunity, began to threaten and intimidate him. "You should just run away," he said menacingly, raising his hand as if to hit him.

Seeing that he had no support and fearing for his safety, Saanvi's fiancé said, "I'll call you later and explain everything," and then ran out of the store. Outside, Raj was standing, having heard everything that transpired inside.

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