"How dare you touch my things." Just like that... I thought that if the husband does not care about his rights and duties, then I will do it myself." He had freed his arm with a jerk. "Stop meddling in my affairs or else..." Faris closed the wardrobe slide with force. "What did Qarna?" He asked raising his eyebrows. "I have also set your stock of shoes. Your ties are also in this drawer. Three-piece suits are placed here. Cufflinks and wristwatch." Right wrist full of bangles in her left hand. Janat's mind was blown with hunger. She was not ready for this attack at all.
Yes, what were you saying?" His hard stony voice and the expression of his eyes sent a shiver down the spine of Jannat. "Six. Leave. Me." He started suffocating. Breathing stopped. "Just say it again. I don't want to listen." Faris's grip was increasing. On the wrist. On the neck too. He felt that he was just going to die. "Who are you? What are your times?" Janat's face was red with pain. His eyes were filled with tears. "For the last time..." He said, taking her eyes wide with fear into the focus of his eyes.
Ignoring your mistake for the last time, next time if you try to do something like that, there will be no one worse than me.” Leaving him with a jerk, he backed away. Jannat fell down coughing. Muttering in anger, he threw the vases of flowers on the floor, then he left the room in the same state of confusion.
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Usri Yursa
Fantasyassalamualaikum guys this novel not my own it is written by Hasna Hussain and I'm just translating it into roman urdu. hope you'll like it...