The Girl Who Got Married – 10 Days After Discovering A SHOCKING Secret After Being Married ….

Ananya, a 24-year-old girl with clear black eyes and a gentle smile, once thought she was the happiest person when she married Arjun Mehra – a warm-hearted guy, the eldest son of the prestigious Mehra family in New Delhi.

Arjun is a talented architect who always treats Ananya with sincerity.

However, their happiness only lasted for three months.

One rainy evening, Arjun got into a car accident on his way home. He died on the spot, leaving Ananya in pain and emptiness.

The funeral took place in a heavy atmosphere. The Mehra family, especially Rajiv Mehra – Arjun’s father, a powerful businessman with a stern appearance – did not seem too sad.

Priya, Arjun’s youngest sister, always looked at Ananya with hostile eyes.

Ananya clearly felt the distance from her husband’s family, but thought it was just because they were suffering from the shock of losing a loved one.

After the funeral, Ananya planned to leave the Mehra family’s large mansion to start a new life. But Rajiv suddenly called her into his office. In a low voice, he made a proposal that stunned her:

“Ananya, stay and become my wife. This is just a nominal marriage, to protect the honor and maintain the position of the Mehra family.”

Ananya was stunned. She did not understand why Rajiv said that. But under the pressure and implicit threats that she would lose everything if she refused, Ananya was forced to nod.

She told herself that this was only a temporary arrangement, and that she would find a way out when she had the chance.

From then on, Ananya lived in the mansion as Rajiv’s “wife”.

Her new life was suffocating. Priya – now a “daughter in name only” – did not hide her contempt, often calling her a “gold digger” or an “unfilial daughter-in-law”. Rajiv remained calm, busy with work and almost ignored the conflicts in the house.

During this time, Kamala, the family’s long-time maid, often looked at Ananya with worried eyes. One time, Kamala pulled Ananya to the corner of the kitchen and whispered:

“Miss, be careful. Arjun’s death is not simple.”

Before Kamala could say more, Priya suddenly appeared, interrupting the conversation.

That night, Ananya could not sleep. Kamala’s words haunted her.

She decided to search Arjun’s old office. In a secret drawer, she found a notebook.

Inside, Arjun wrote:

“I am not Rajiv’s biological son. Mother told me the truth before she died. They are forcing me to sign the transfer papers. If I refuse… I don’t know what will happen.”

Ananya was stunned. Arjun was not Rajiv’s biological son? And who were the “they” he was referring to?

Before she could find out, a scream rang out from the kitchen. Ananya ran downstairs and saw Kamala lying motionless, blood staining her chest. Priya stood there, panicked, saying that Kamala had committed suicide. But Ananya didn’t believe it.

She secretly asked Arjun’s old friend, Vikram, a lawyer, to investigate. Vikram revealed: Arjun’s car’s brakes had been cut. This was not an accident, it was murder.

Ananya confronted Rajiv. He calmly admitted: Arjun was not his biological son, but he loved him like his own. “Don’t dig up the past, Ananya. Some truths are best left buried,” Rajiv said coldly.

But Ananya didn’t stop. She searched Priya’s room and found her old phone. Inside was a text message:

“Arjun has been dealt with. Now all that remains is to get rid of the daughter-in-law.”

Ananya trembled as she realized that Priya was the one behind her brother’s death. And now, the next target was her.

One night, Priya burst into Ananya’s room with a knife. She laughed hysterically, confessing that she had always been jealous because Arjun – even though he was not her biological son – was still considered the heir.

Priya had killed him to take the property. Rajiv, in order to protect the family’s reputation, had colluded and let it go. Kamala was killed because she heard this secret.

“Now you must die, Ananya!” Priya screamed, rushing forward.

At that moment, a gunshot rang out. Priya collapsed, blood staining the floor. Rajiv stood there, his hand shaking as he held the gun. “I can’t let her continue to hurt others,” he whispered.

The police arrived. Rajiv was arrested for complicity and murder. Before he was taken away, he looked at Ananya:

“I’m sorry. Live well, for Arjun.”

A year later, Ananya left New Delhi, scarred by her own emotions. She opened a small bakery in a sleepy town in Himachal Pradesh, finding joy in the smiles of her customers.

One day, she received a letter from Vikram – the last words Arjun had written before his death:

“Ananya, if you read this, remember that I love you. I know my fate, but I don’t regret choosing you. Live happily, for both of us.”

Tears fell, Ananya smiled slightly, put the letter in the wooden box, closing the painful past.

Under the Indian sunset, she looked up at the sky, her heart filled with peace.