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The ride home was silent. The kids were sleeping, so I placed them in their crib. I took off my heels, sitting on the bed and removing my hijab. I left my hair open. I couldn't read Yasir's expressions. It was hard to tell if he was confused or angry.

Yasir walked into the room, and I got up, walking towards the door. I could feel his anger. It was better to stay away from him for now. We both had anger issues, and we both knew we wouldn't be able to control our anger right now.

He held my arm, pinning me against the nearby wall. "Why are you running away?" His voice came out rough. "You're angry for no reason," I whispered, trying my best not to start an argument. "How do you expect me not to be angry, Yazia? You heard how he talked to you? How he looked at you, and his father called you his little warrior girl. You expect me to be calm about this?" He raised his voice slightly.

"Lower your voice," I said, looking into his eyes. "What even is he to you?" He whispered, pushing me against the wall, making it impossible for me to move. "None of your business," I pushed him away, but he held my arms, bringing me closer to him. "Don't you dare push me away. It's my business. You are my wife," He whispered in a rough voice, making me close my eyes. I was trying my best to control my anger.

I was already pissed off because of Emir, and he wasn't helping at all. "It doesn't concern you at all," I tried to keep my voice low because the twins were sleeping. "I will not let you go until you tell me who he is and what he has to do with you," he pushed my hair back, placing his lips on my shoulder.

He was trying to calm down, but I wasn't naive. If he's stubborn, then I am Yazia Hussain. I do what I say, not what people tell me to do. "Leave me alone for now," I pushed him, walking out of the room. I was still trying to accept the fact that my worst nightmare was here, and Yasir kept making it worse.

"Stop running away," he held my hand, making me face him. "Stop making a fuss out of small things," I spat, and he pulled me closer. "Okay then, it's not a big deal for you. Then what about if I go out with girls and start calling them sweet nicknames?" He said, making me grit my teeth.

I did not let my jealousy control me. "Go on. You're allowed to have three more women," I said casually, making him angrier. "You can't be serious. You can't be so cold and emotionless, Yazia," he said in disbelief, and I shrugged.

"I am not emotionless, and I am not insecure either. I know I am not replaceable. Even if you try for thousands of years, you will never be able to replace me. I am confident about myself, and I am confident about your love for me. I know you will never do such things. You should think the same."

"I am not being insecure. I will not let it slide until you tell me everything. You cannot stop me from being jealous. I have every right to be jealous," I could see the burning flame in his eyes. He was furious. "Okay. Then be jealous," I stated in a pissed-off tone.

"Where will you go if I let go of you?" He whispered, making me sigh. "Away from you for now," I replied, and he wrapped his arms around my waist. "Then I will not let go of you," he rested his head on my shoulder. "You are not allowed to leave me," he whispered near my ear.
"You are stuck with me forever," he whispered before walking back into the room, leaving me dumbfounded. "Grumpy old man," I muttered before walking to the kitchen. I helped the maids with cooking.

After some time, I walked into the backyard from the kitchen door. I didn't cover my hair because there were no guards here. I walked up to the gazebo, sitting there and looking around. I sighed, thinking about everything. I can't stay happy for more than two days.

Why do problems like me so much? Why does Emir have to come here? Does he still remember our promise? Of course, he is not an idiot to expect anything from my side. After what he did, he can't expect me to forgive him.

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