His Imposed Wife

Chapter No 8

Meanwhile, at Hunza's House

"Enough, I am not responsible for giving you answers, Raheem Burar Alvi," she screamed.

"Aina, you are crossing your limits," he screamed in return.

"I am crossing my limits? Am I?" she asked while pointing her index finger at her chest; "Raheem, you are the one who is screwing around with your 'deals'," she air-quoted her fingers.

The twins were watching a horror show while eating pizza. They exchange looks.

They shrugged and started eating again. The quarrels of their parents were now so spiral. They seemed to give a damn about their fights.

"Do me a favor, Brother. Please increase the TV volume," Hunza said.

"I have an idea. Let's go for a long drive," Kashaan said. She looked at him instantly.

"Now that's something I wanted," she said excitedly, and walked out of the launch.

"That's how we are twins," said Kashaan aloud.

They knew their parents would not ask where they were going, or they would not notice that they were not in the house.

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Emaad's Residant

He was walking towards his room when he heard sobbing. His stopped. He turned his head and looked in the direction where the sobs were coming from. He had gone panicked. He ran towards the room and with a thud he opened the door.

She was sitting next to the bed and was crying while hugging her teddy bear.

He felt as if someone took his heart in his hand. He rushed to her and sat kneeling in front of her.

"Hey, what happened to you?" he asked.

She looked up at him, her beautiful gray eyes were red due to excessive crying.

"Ayat, what happened, tell me," he asked while holding her shoulders.

She showed him her hand. There were burn marks on it. His expression turned furious.

"Who did this?" he asked, angrily. She started crying again.

"Ayat, I said tell me, who freaking did this to you?" he asked, angrily. She was continuously crying.

"I will not spare her this time, how she dared to touch you," he said while getting up.

She looked up at him and went after him with fear in her eyes.

"No, no, no, Emaad, please don't, Daddy is going to scream at you," she said, innocently. She knew how many anger issues he was prone to.

She was a foot shorter than him, an 18-year-old girl, his younger sister Ayat. He loved her more than anything else.

He held her hand and took her to the couch and went towards the cupboard. After a while, he came back with a first aid box.

"Show me your hand," he demanded. She stretches her hand in front of him. He softly applied the ointment to her hand. She hissed.

"Brother, the pain is gone. You will become a famous doctor one day," she said, innocently.

"I have told you to stay away from her," he said in a deep voice.

"I was studying in my room when she came, and she asked me to make tea for her," she said, with her tears flowing down.

"She asked you for tea? Where were all the servants gone?" he said, angrily.