THE BILLIONAIRE'S MARRIAGE SERIES
#Book 2 :- YOURS BY FATE- THE BILLIONAIRE'S POSSESION' {ongoing}
My Husband My mistake
He was my mistake or more like I was his mistake which he was trying to cover up by taking this drastic step
He ruined me he m...
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نہ چاہر کسا محبت کی بڑی لمبی کہانی ہے۔ دنیا سے ہرا نہیں میں بس کسی کو بات مانی ہے🥀
Na chehr kissa mohabbat ka badi lambi Kahani hai Duniya se Hara nhi main bas kisi ki baat Mani hai🥀
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I don't know , Allah help me. he is a nice man he never disrespects me or my religion I know I did nikah with him but at the end of the it's just a contract and I can't get so comfortable with him cause after one year he won't be my mehram
Admi tou acha hai par ajeeb bhi hai pata nhi Achanak tum hi ghurne lgta hai kbhi kbhi cheekh deta hai kyun ki main bohot bolti hoon par jab se maine usse ignore krna shuru Kia he just glares at me and gets annoyed at me without any reason
Ab tou main kuch bolti bhi nhi phir kyun chidh jate hai aap hi jante honge ab par mujhe ye ajeeb si feelings nhi chahiye I don't want to bother myself by thinking about him but jitna bhi try krlo unke bare din me ek baar tou khayal aa hi jata hai
Do hafte hogye holi ko he is back at hospital I didn't saw him since a week first week he used to come late se barely encountered each other par time ke sath sath unke khayal badhte hi jare hai and I hate myself for this so I started ignoring him
idk where is he or what is he doing maybe in his room sleeping or maybe in hospital idk and I don't even want to now
I should stop thinking about him.
With that she closed her dairy and she sat there in awe for a minute or two what the hell was wrong with her how can she write about him in her dairy he wasn't even so much important
She sighed and looked at the time it's time for SUHOOR she picked up her hijab as she covered her head and walked down stairs
As she was descending the stairs she saw vidyut She saw vidyut after a week
He was sleeping on the couch in sitting position he was still wearing his scrubs his bag thrown on the other side a opened file almost slipping out of his hand his glasses resting in his head
