His Imposed Wife

Chapter No 48

"Hey Roman, so the internship is over today?" Saira asked.

"Yeah, finally," he said, smiling.

"So, what are the next plans? I mean there are vacancies in the hospital," she said.

He smiled in return.

"I have not considered it yet," he said, flatly.

"You know I am working here for two years and it is so good here," she said, looking around.

"I know you since childhood, it was your dream to help the needy," he said.

She nods and smiled.

He touched the surface of the newspaper placed on the table. There was a top headline and a smile appeared on his face.

"And you did," he said.

Sara's face was on the front page of the newspaper.

She grinned, excited.

"How was the court hearing?" he asked.

"Fine, the judge said he will look into the matter," she said.

"You did great work," he said.

"I never knew Dr Baskit, with whom I was working for two years and who was my senior the mole," she said.

He took a deep breath.

"I was shocked when you accused him of the human organ illegal transplants," he said.

"Trust me, I was shocked as well," she said, "but the evidence said, he is not only one culprit but there is a mastermind as well," she said.

He raised an eyebrow.

"So they are looking into the matter?" Roman asked, casualty.

She nods.

Then the door opened and John appeared. John is Saira's fiancée. They got engaged recently. They oftenly make out in the hospital.

"Hey roman," he said.

Roman raised his hand in the air to greet him.

"Are you free?" he asked Saira.

She nods and got up.

"See you again, Roman, consider this option," she said to him and walks off with John.

He took a deep breath.

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She wore a beautiful red cocktail dress and up done her hair, elegantly. She stared at her reflection in the mirror, her beautifully toned body was looking so sexy. She did some makeover and now she was ready to go.

She got down from the stair and walks towards the couch and sat on it.

It was 7:20 now and he was still not home. She was staring at the cock when Sana walks down the stairs.

"Are you going somewhere?" she asks.

Saliha nods and then she put her metal clutch on her lap.

Sana stares at her from up to down.

"Where?" she asks.

"Roman has asked to be ready we are going out," Saliha said and there was slight pride in her voice. She wants to tell them all that they have been teasing her about nothing. Roman can behave well with her. She was excited for tonight because Roman had finally asked her out.

He is a jerk, but he is not bad.

Sana looks at her dress with a nasty expression.

"Well, this dress is too fit for you," she passed a lame compliment.