His Imposed Wife

Chapter No 85

She walks out of the house. She heard and felt before that something really was going on between Hania and Haeem but today she had seen it with her own eyes. Adam and Zara(Hania's parents)were not home. They must have gone to the office. She stood on the street and looked around for the cab but as Hania was living in the remote area and there were no local transports available. She looked at her phone and took a deep breath.

"How am I supposed to go home? There are no cabs. I think I have to walk towards the bus station," she thought and walked ahead. Her phone bips and Saliha looks at the phone's screen. It was an email from university administrations.

"Miss Saliha Gardezi, you are supposed to go to institutions of mental disorder for training. You are required to submit your form as soon as possible, regarding Administrations," she read bitterly. His name was only with her on documents and no one knows about this because in class goes by her name Saliha Ahmed or Saliha Zaviyaar.

"Stupid project," she thinks and walks ahead. It was pretty hot and she was now feeling so warm and sweaty. Suddenly, she felt as if someone was watching her. She turned but no one was there. She felt eerie and started walking fast. She heard footsteps behind. Her heart was pounding.

She grabbed her phone in order to dial a number for help but she was unable to decide whose number she should have dialed. Her husband? Who gives a fuck regarding him. Her uncle and aunt? who are no longer in this world.

She started runing and then a car stopped in front of her. She crossed her arm in front of her face. She felt her heart stop as her legs were shaking. She set her arms down and two green eyes met her hazel eyes.

He was looking at her expressionlessly. She looked behind nobody was there.

He signaled her through his eyes to get in the car. She rushed towards the front seat door.

"What are you doing here?" she asked him but her heart was still rushing.

He did not answer and instead he started the car.

"You have not answered me, what are you doing here?" she asked him again.

He looked at her angrily.

"I am not your fucking servant to answer you," he hissed.

"Listen, you have to answer me because I am in your car," she said.

Kristan clenches his teeth.

"If uncle had not asked me, no if he had not ordered me I would not have come here in the first place," he said, annoyed.

"Uncle Salaar? What he said," she asked.

"Stop the fucking introgations, I am leaving you home and after that i don't care," he said and accelerates the car.

She looked at him annoyed and started looking out of the window.

He left her home and after that she did not know where he went.

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"Listen," Atta said on the phone with a heavy voice.

Hala's heart skipped a beat. She looked at the phone because her heart was screaming that its' something special.

"I love you," he said and she felt butterflies in her stomach. Stupid girls, they think life is a fairytale but life is not a fairytale. It's not a beautiful Disney story where you are going to find your prince charming and live happy ever after. It is real life and you are too foolish to believe in love at first sight and that's' something Hala was doing trusting someone like Atta.

She sighs.

"I have not got my answer," he said.

She felt shy. It was the first time that's happened to her.

"Hala," she heard her name in his voice.

"I..." she tried to say.

"Hala, say you love me," he demands.

"I..I..love...you," she said and then she hid her face in the pillow.

A smile appeared on his face, a very dangerous smile.

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They were eating on the table. It was dinner time. Saliha was checking her upcoming assignments. As she was now living with them and they were taking proper care of her so she had to inform Salaar about her life.

"Uncle, I am leaving in two days for my institutional assignment," she said. She was cursing Roman in her heart for putting her name in it. Kristen was eating silently as if he gave a damn regarding this conversation.

"Well, that's great. You are coming back to your life," he said.

She smiled but only she knew how painful it was for her.

"Kristen, you are going with her," he said. His green eyes turned furiously towards her and he opened his mouth to say something but his uncle stopped him.

"It is an order. As a senior, I am giving you this mission. You know Saliha's life is in grave danger and she cannot move alone. You have to go along with her," he said while looking towards him.

"But uncle, I have other assignments to do," he said, clenching his teeth.

"No buts, you are going and that's final," he said.

"Where is her freaking husband? Why can't he take proper care of her?" he asked, annoyed and Saliha felt as if someone slapped her face. She sliently got up.

"Excuse me, I need to go," she said and walks towards her room.

Salaar looks at him and nods his head in disappointment. Kristen started drinking his soup again.

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Saliha was sitting in her room and writing her personal diary. She was feeling very empty these days. She had no idea where her life was leading her towards. She had done her packings and was now ready. She does not want to take anyone with him but she could not refuse Uncle Salaar's help. She walks towards the nearby cupboard and opens the door. She placed her diary over there just then something fell from the almirah. She bent to pick it up and when she picked it up someone took her heart in their hand.

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