Arnav, your cold and rude husband, you both got married today itself, it was an arranged marriage. Theres nothing like love between you both, but arnav is possessive, more than he should be, rn you both are at the reception. You are receiving wishes and congratulations from the guests, arnav is beside you, but he doesn't breaks a smile, just stands there and shakes hand with the relatives, soon his friends come to congratulate

"Oh? You have hit a jackpot arnav~" one of his friends eyes you up and down, and teases him, but he just rolls his eyes and sigh