His Imposed Wife

Chapter No 94

"Kristen, let me go. I want to go and see my friend. "She was in trouble. Let me go! Let me go!" She cried and struggled as he held her against the wall. After a while, she felt numb. 

She stopped resisting. His soft breath was touching her face. She was breathing heavily. 

"You can't leave this building during this time. This place is far from the city, no local transport arrives here. We are in the middle of a barren area," he whispered. 

She looked up at him. Her eyes were all red due to crying. 

"Now, go to your room and sleep," he said as if he was ordering. 

"Who you are to order me," she said, annoyed. 

He looked at her for a while leaving her arms in the process, their eyes locked; and then turned without answering her. 

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"Take him away, he killed my wife," said Mr Irfan, Ehsan's father angrly. 

"No, my brother is innocent, he have not done anything," she said, annoyed. 

"Yeah, he has not done anything father, you are taking it wrong," said Ehsan, angrily. 

"Oh yeah, so many servants and guards are lair, you have seen the gun in his hands as well. These all evidence are a lie?" he asked, angrily. 

Ehmad clenches his teeth but he can't say anything. 

Kashan was standing there silently and he was not speaking a word. 

"Even this boy is quiet he is not saying anything," he said, annoyed. 

"Kash, I trust you, tell them, you have not done it," said Hunza. 

He looked at his sister and then he looked away. 

"I killed her," he said and Hunza felt as if someone took her life. 

"Kashan, what are you.." she was about to complete her sentence when Mr. Irfan abrupts her. 

"Enough, take him away," he said and then  the police took him away. 

"Ehmad, do something my brother is not a killer," she pleaded. 

They were one most riches family of Pakistan and rich family hold laws, they can use law according to their wish. In Pakistan, anyone can get access to the weapons rich or poor. Ehsan's family was known for white-collar jobs. However, they also ran shady businesses. This kind of work made them many enemies. 

Hunza was angry meanwhile Emaad turned towards his sister who was unable to speak anything. She was staring at nothing. 

"Hala?" he called her but she did not respond. He felt as if someone took his heart in their hand. 

"Hala, please say something," he asked and for the first time Hunza saw tears in his eyes. 

"She went  back to same situation," he whispered. 

"What situation?" she asked.

"The situation when mom died," he said. 

Hunza sat with him meanwhile he was staring at nothing. 

"When she died, Hala was there and she saw her murderer but she never spoke of that, even I asked her so many times," he said. 

Hunza put her hand on his shoulder. 

"We have to find, who did this Ehsan," she said. 

He looked at the lighter in his hand. A mystery he still had not solved. 

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 "Boss, it's time, you should take an action," said Isreal. 

"How much time we have?" he asked.. 

"Three weeks, you have to bring her here, she is only thing we want for the purpose," he said. 

"Have you found  her?" he asked. 

"No boss, we saw her three weeks ago but after that there are no traces of her. I mean, she is all wiped from the existence," Israel said. 

"I need her in a week," said the boss and walked away. 

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She was unable to sleep. She was continuously dialling  numbers on the phone but no one was responding her. 

She did not sleep the whole night and caught cold as well. She was feeling dizzying and have not gotten out of her room. 

Her room's door knocked. 

"Come in," she said. 

She looked anxious. 

"Why the hell, they are not answering my calls," she said clenching her teeth. 

Kristen walked inside the room and walked towards her. 

"What do you want?" she asked. 

He did not answered. 

"My uncle is calling me since the morning and he want to talk to you," he said, annoyed. 

"Look like annoyance is in their blood line," she said, muttering. 

He glared at her. 

She grabbed the phone from him. 

"Hello, Saliha, no calls, are you okay? Since you went there you have not made a single call to me. Do you want your old uncle get older in your memories," she heard Salaar's deep voice from the other side. 

She chuckled. 

"Old and you?" she asked. 

She heard his laugh. 

"How are you?" he asked. 

Kristen was reading newspaper while sitting on the couch. 

"Yeah, great," she said. 

"Kristen is taking proper care of you?" he asked.. 

She looked at kristen from the corner of her eyes. 

"Yeah, very much," she said, clenching her teeth. 

"I am not your food to chewing on," he said without looking at her. 

She gasped. 

"What happened?" asked Salaar. 

"Nothing, your nephew is getting on my nerves," she said,annoyed. 

Salaar chuckled. 

"Don't get annoyed, he got this attitude from his mother," he said. 

Saliha rolled her eyes. 

"I don't understand, why everyone in the family has to be so jerk," she said, annoyed. 

Kristen looked at her angrily and walked out of the room. 

Salaar chuckled again. 

"Uncle, I need a favor from you," she said. 

"Yeah, go on," he said. 

"Uncle, my friend Hala is in trouble and I can't contact her. Can you help me?" she asked. 

"Who is she? Where do she live?" he asked. 

"It's Hala Irfan," she said. 

There was brief silence. 

"What happened, Uncle," she asked. 

"Their step mother got killed this morning," he said and Saliha felt as if someone threw a huge box on her head. 

"What how?" she asked in trance. 

"It's their son's fiancée's brother, Kashan, who is accused of her murder," he said. She felt like she might faint. 

"Uncle, can you arrange for me to come to the city?" she asked.