HER WORTH ✓

39~Bitter truth

Habiba's POV:

Once I heard his voice, my feet glued to the floor while I recalled his cruel actions, I prayed I haven't wronged him again; squeezing my anxiety onto my dress, I turned to meet his gaze.

"Hmm... He says before glancing at Grandma and me.

"I want to apologize for losing my temper last night and for everything I did to hurt you; I hope you find it in your heart to forgive me." He says with a hard look, which shows no sign of remorse.

"And?" Grandma chipped in gazing at him sternly.

"And I promise it won't repeat itself." He spoke further.

If he is truly apologetic, then I don't see why I wouldn't be willing to forgive him, but he wasn't, his face shows no remorse and I surely will never forget his mistreatment.

"It's okay; it's all in the past now," I say, feeling everyone's eyes on me. I became uncomfortable and hurriedly left the dining hall.

Slowly, I strolled to my room with Najib's apology lingering in my mind; from his wild eyes, it was clear to me that Grandma compelled him to apologize; he didn't mean it, and I didn't care as his apology meant nothing. It wouldn't change the horrible things he's done.

I have made up my mind not to listen to my heart anymore; I have decided to kill and bury all the love I feel for him; he doesn't deserve it.

Reaching for my doorknob, he suddenly appeared behind me; opening the door, he pushed me into the room.

His presence startled me. I turned in shock to meet his angry gaze while he held both my arms against the wall.

"Let go of me!" I struggled to free his grip away but he held on tightly.

"Hey! Keep your damn voice down."He whispered.

"What do you want?"

"I simply want to tell you not to be fooled, I don't feel apologetic nor do I regret all that occurred last night, you deserved everything I put you through, and the next time you disobey me, it will be worse, I only faked apologized just to restore peace between Grandma and I, understood?" He smirked making me laugh.

"You think I didn't know that? The almighty Najib wouldn't apologize to a villager, I know that, and that makes you so pathetic!" I sighed in disgust, wondering how my life got so tangled with him.

Why did Mom agree to wed me off to a cruel beast like him?

I threw his hands off as I walked away; he grabbed my waist, pulling me close to him.

"I can see your mind games; you're such a fabulous actor, playing the victim; you made sure to gain sympathy from everyone, making me look like the bad guy. Huh?" He sneered.

"Yeah, I did!" I snapped.

"I took the dress on purpose just to disobey you, and I also faked my illness to make you look like a villain; what will you do?!" I yelled without even realizing it.

I lost my temper. Najib has crossed the line again by accusing me of playing victim when he nearly killed me, I won't be quiet this time; I just couldn't stand him anymore.

While we glared at each other, I tried to free his hands from my waist, but he was way too strong as he pulled me closer; his face was now so close that I could feel his breath all over my face.

"What will you do? What more cruel things will you do to hurt me? Will you make me stand on hot coal this time, or will you hit me? Tell me the worst that you can do?!" I yelled and that got him infuriated.