CHAPTER 13

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ANWAR'S POV

Looking at the path that am taking and breathing in the fresh, woodsy smell surrounding the forest. My mind takes me back to the earlier events. "Humayra, why did you do it?" I ask the woman that I call my wife, she doesn't even deserve the title I only married her because I got her pregnant with Ayaan and I didn't want my Kid to be born out of wedlock.

And I only got her pregnant because she came to me the moment I was vulnerable, drunk and still stuck on Nazreen's betrayal. I made love to her thinking it was my wife. My beautiful, innocent wife. The wife that I had taken for granted and threw out as if she was yesterday's trash. The wife that begged me to believe her, the wife that took a bullet for me. Not one bullet but three. Nazreen was and will always be the love of my life and the only woman that deserve that title of being called my wife.

"I didn't to get you back for not caring about me and for not loving me" Humayra answers her voice full of anger and venom. "so, what your telling me is that, yo were ready to kill your very own flesh and blood, just to get back at me" I feel anger raging through my whole body as a red haze starts to cover my eyes. "I never liked that brat, I only got him so that I can trap you in a marriage" she laughs as she answers me back.

"Islam, tie her up on the chair that's beside you" I instruct, still keeping my eyes on Humayra. "well dear wifey, today am going to make an example out of you and your going to tell me whom are you working with" I tell her as Islam opens the dungeon door and drags her out with her screams echoing on the cell.

After Islam ties her down. I pick a small pocket knife from the table that has various torturing equipment and weapons and start to walk towards my so called wife. "so wifey, tell me didn't I give you everything you ever wanted. I mean we all know you want me for my money, power and title and I gave them all to you. Despite your whoring ways." I see her eyes going wide, with shock that I know about her motivation and that I know that she sleeps with other men despite of being married to me.

"ooh. come on wifey, you didn't that I was an idiot, now did you because if you did then am completely offended" I tisk as I bend down close to her, meeting her blue eyes and then bring my mouth close to hers as if I want to kiss her making her look into my eyes but as soon as she forgets what's going on I remind her by stabbing her lap with knife I had in my hand. Soon enough she cries out in pain making me smile.

"You poor, unfortunate soul, you thought that I was going to kiss you?" I mock her "why would I do that, when I have no idea how many men have used that mouth" she continues to cry out but I pull the knife out and stab her on her other thigh making her shout.

"now getting back to business, tell me whom are you working with?" I ask her this time with anger as I look into her eyes I can see fear in them as she realize if the doesn't comply then she's going to die. "come on sweetheart you know you want to tell me who it is, you can trust, I promise I won't kill you" I convince her innocently while deep inside me m full of hatred for this woman and I am lying to her.

"it was Ammar khan" she finally speaks up. However, the name she had just spoken out gets me so mad that I stab her on her shoulder causing her to scream so loud that if the room wasn't sound proofed then even a person who is ten miles away from the could've heard her.

"how do you know Ammar Khan?" I ask her in a voice that even I don't recognize that it's coming from me. "am his niece, I helped him in setting up Nazreen, so that I can get you and get rid of her." She answers meekly, knowing that what she had just said will get her killed.

I walk around the room with the bloodied knife in my hand trying to get a grip on myself before I do something I'll regret because I still need information about Ammar Khan from her. When I seem to have a grip on my emotions I turn back to the chair that Humayra is tied to and ask her "where is he?". She looks up at me making eye contact then answers "I don't know, I only communicate with him through pay phones and he was the one who found me last year as he sent me an email with all his contacts."

I keep looking at her then, Bilal interrupts and asks her "what does he want?" this time she turned to Bilal and answered him that "he wants revenge and he knows that Nazreen is alive" the last part on her sentence made shockwaves go through out my body. But before I could say anything, Islam beats me to the question that was on the tip of my tongue, "what do you mean that Nazreen's alive?" this time Humayra turns to me and laughs so hard "come on big boy, don't tell me your too dumb to understand the meaning of it" she fires back to Islam but her eyes are still trained on me.

I take the gun that's on my waist band and point directly at her, "listen, bitch you either answer the questions or I blow your fucking head, it's your choice" I don't know what made her speak without being question but I would like to think it was the emotions on my face that meant I was deadly serious this time.

"according to Ammar Khan, he says that he found a video footage of surveillance camera that was kept on a gift shop that had been 30 years from the hospital. The video showed that, on the day that the bomb had explored, Nazreen had gone out to take a stroll so when the explosion occurred she was outside, granted she had and injury from the blast but she was alive and someone had saved her. And he was the one that caused the explosions. Ammar Khan claims that he thought you knew that your wife had never betrayed you and that you were taking care of her at the hospital since he saw your previous lawyer Mr. Aziz constantly with her. So he wanted to finish what he had started and that was to take something that you love away from you."

"does he know where Nazreen had been all this time?" I ask her my voice full of relief, hope and happiness knowing that my Nazzy is alive. "no he doesn't, Ammar Khan, says he lost interest on her when he found out you had abandoned and divorced her but also that you hate her and had shot her. And thus, she was irrelevant to him because she was no longer your weakness. Granted he wanted to hurt you by telling you the truth that Nazreen was innocent but he thought it was too risky at the time as he knew that to the world he was dead and didn't want you to find him before he recouped himself again" she answers nervously and she should be nervous because this woman had played me for a fool for eleven years.

"what I want to know is, why did you help him in trying to kill our son" I take a step towards her, she takes in a ragged breath as she answers "because I wanted power and he promised me that and besides I never even loved the kid, that stupid brat destroyed my figure during his pregnancy." She spoke condescendingly.

I felt such a hatred toward the woman standing before me but all I did was turn my back to her a nodded towards Bilal as a sign to finish her off. I guess she understood at what's going to happen next as she screamed at me for mercy but I no longer cared I walked towards the door and opened it but before closing. I heard a gunshot and knew that she had been shot with a bullet straight for the head.

We were only able to capture because during the fake meeting she had tried to sneak in a hearing device but also I kept track on her activities without her knowing. That's when we discovered an email from untraceable source as well as her payphone conversations.

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