Fardan's hand was already injured, and now, because of continuously hitting Arun without stopping, it had started bleeding profusely. Everyone was worried for him, but no one had the courage to say anything. Even Ahmed and Adil were frightened by Fardan's demeanor.
"How dare you take my wife's name with your tongue?" Fardan kept asking the same question like a madman, hitting Arun repeatedly. Arun, soaked in blood, had lost consciousness. His body had started to turn pale, but Fardan's hands didn't stop.
When Fardan finally got tired and started having trouble breathing, he stopped and said to Rumaisa, "Give him so much pain while killing him that everyone present here will think a hundred times before betraying me."
"This is the first and last warning for all of you. Arun had always worked under that man and had been fooling us for years, but if anyone dares to do this again, they won't survive. Remember, no man other than Fardan Shehriyaar has the right to take Faiza Amani's name on their tongue." Fardan, glaring angrily at everyone, delivered his message and left the place.
"Who would want to invite their death after witnessing this scene?" Rumaisa was terrified after seeing Fardan's obsession with Faiza. She knew Fardan loved Faiza a lot, but today she realized to what extent.
"Faiza, I don't know if Fardan sir's love obsession for you is beneficial or harmful for you," Rumaisa sighed deeply and looked at Adil.
Adil's eyes were on Arun, who, in a semi-conscious state, kept mumbling even after he couldn't speak, "Archana, Archana." After losing his tongue, he couldn't speak, but he kept repeating Archana's name with his lips.
"No matter what, he's loyal to his wife," Adil remarked to Rumaisa while looking at Arun.
Rumaisa poured boiling water on Arun's face, making him scream in pain. After a while, Arun completely lost consciousness, as Rumaisa tortured him in every possible way and they left him under the watch of a few men before heading home.
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Ayesha noticed that Faiza had prepared dinner but hadn't come to eat. She understood that Faiza was waiting for Fardan, so Ayesha began eating alone. She had called Fardan, but he hadn't answered, so she returned to her room. Sitting in her room, Ayesha was reading a book, and eventually, she fell asleep.
It was late at night when Fardan, driving furiously, reached home. His hand was covered in dried blood, his hair disheveled, and his clothes stained with Arun's blood. When he realized his condition, he quietly went to the room filled with photos, most of them of Faiza. A passage from that room led to Fardan's study, which connected to their bedroom. Seeing the room dark, Fardan assumed Faiza was asleep and quietly went to take a shower.
After freshening up, he went straight to the terrace, burned his clothes, took a deep breath, and came back down. Turning on the bed light, he was shocked to see Faiza lying on the floor. He rushed to her and started calling her name. When Faiza didn't respond, Fardan lifted her in his arms and placed her on the bed.
"Faiza?" Fardan called her again, but there was no response.
Worried, Fardan called the doctor, who arrived shortly and started checking Faiza.
"Sir, I told you last time not to give her too much stress. She is unconscious. She has suffered a major shock. Her blood pressure is very low, and she also has a fever," the doctor said worriedly.
"I will try to ensure she doesn't get stressed, doctor," Fardan, for the first time, couldn't speak confidently to someone, and the reason was his wife.
"Sir, if she takes stress like this then it will be a problem for you only not me. She could get panic attacks, or repeated stress could push her into depression," the doctor warned Fardan again.
"Yes, I will take full care from now on," Fardan said, looking worriedly at the unconscious Faiza.
"Try to avoid giving her any more tension. Keep her happy and, if possible, agree to everything she says," the doctor advised before leaving after completing her work.
Fardan sat beside Faiza, holding her hand, watching her with concern. He kept checking her fever repeatedly and changing the water compresses, but Faiza's fever didn't go down. Fardan stayed by her side all night, but she hadn't regained consciousness.
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"Bhai?" Ayesha called softly.
Morning had arrived, but Fardan and Faiza hadn't come downstairs yet, so Ayesha was trying to wake them. This was the first morning since the wedding that Faiza hadn't prepared breakfast.
"Bhabi?" Ayesha called a bit louder and knocked on the door.
"Bhai? Bhabi? Is everything okay?" Ayesha was now worried. Both Fardan and Faiza were early risers, but today neither of them was up. Ayesha called again, and this time Fardan woke up.
"Yes, I'm coming, beta," Fardan, who had just woken up, responded.
Today, Fardan had slept very soundly. As soon as he woke up, he checked Faiza's fever, which had now subsided. Fardan sighed in relief. Faiza was still in a deep sleep. Fardan opened the door.
"Bhai, is everything okay? How did you both sleep so long?" Ayesha asked with concern.
Fardan explained Faiza's condition to Ayesha, who replied, "Okay, bhai, you go to the office. I will stay with bhabi today."
"But you also have to go, right?" Fardan asked her.
"Yes, but now that bhabi is not well, if I go, my mind will be here. I won't be able to work properly, so I'll stay here. You inform aunt that I won't come today," Ayesha said, entering the room.
Fardan went to freshen up. Ayesha sat beside Faiza. Fardan didn't like strangers coming into the house, so he didn't keep any servants at home. Whenever he wasn't home, he would send Ayesha to their aunt's house. After Faiza came, the two became companions for each other, alleviating their loneliness. When Fardan was freshened up, Ayesha went downstairs. Today, Ayesha had prepared the food, so she went to bring it for Fardan, knowing he wouldn't leave Faiza to come downstairs.
"Faiza?" Fardan called her softly. She was still in a deep sleep, so Fardan called her louder. This time, Faiza woke up with a start. Seeing Fardan, she looked at him in astonishment, as if she had seen a ghost.
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Love Obsession {Completed}
General FictionThey say first love is never forgotten, but for him, she was not just his first love, but also his last and only love, an obsession he could never let go of. Fardan Shehriyaar, the formidable owner of Shehriyaar Industries and known as the Shadow Ki...