His Imposed Wife

Chapter No 41

"Where, where are we going?" she asked, shocked. He was staring at the road, expressionlessly.

"Roman, I don't have time for jokes, please take me home..." she said but her sentence ended with a sneeze.

She was still wearing his leather jacket.

He looked at her instantly and then looked ahead to the road, the rain was moderately heavy, so it was difficult to see clearly on the road.

He rolls his eyes.

"Oh come on, what have I gotten myself into," he thought, annoyed.

He took a left turn and slowed down the car.

She sneezed again.

"Roman, I am getting sick, I need to go home or if I catch a cold, It won't be good," she said while looking out of the window.

Is she giving me a warning?

He narrowed his eyes.

"I get depressed when I catch a cold," she said in a lower tone.

He looked at her again and this time multiple emotions were floating in her eyes.

"Roman, look ahead," she screamed. Another car was too close and if she had not alerted him, he would have hit the other car. He took turns and they were safely on the road.

She took a deep breath.

"Do you want me to have a heart attack?" she said, irritated. "You almost gave me one," he muttered.

"Where are we going?" she asked, annoyed. He stopped the car.

"Roman, why have you stopped the car here?" she asked. "We need to go home. Aunt would be worried about us," she was speaking non-stopped.

He unlocked his seat belt and moved towards her and placed his index finger on her lips, making her gasp.

"Shhh, you ask so many questions," he snapped in a whisper-like voice.

Her heart was beating so fast.

He was too close that she could feel his breath on her face.

She moved her body away and she felt the car's door behind her back.

Why there is no escape from this devil?

"You are scared as if I am some random guy as if your safety is in danger?" he said while looking into her eyes.

"The one who got an image of fucking around with a woman, I should be scared of him in the middle of the road, alone and in heavy rain," she said while looking into his deep blue eyes.

He raised an eyebrow.

"Be nice," Saira's words were again echoing in his head. She sneezed.

He took a deep breath and moved back.

He opened the door and without a word, he got out. She opened her mouth in O.

"Where are you going?" she asked but he did not answer and then she saw him walking in the rain towards the shop.

"Now what is he up to? Maybe another way to torture me" she muttered.

She looked out of the window irritated. It was already dark and due to heavy rain; it was a shady day. Street lights and the rain were so appealing. It was the very first rain of March.

The heater was giving much comfort but she caught the cold. After a while, he came back with a lot of bags in his hands.

He was all soaked. He got in the car.