FOREVER WITH YOU

Chapter 82: The Person Who Insulted My Wife

Zarina walked to the side of the bed and knelt on the floor. She looked at Rayyan's handsome face with infatuation and muttered, "Ya Rayyan, after tonight, you will realize that I'm the most suitable person for you..."

Zarina stood up and began taking off her clothes. She stared at Rayyan's face, bent over, and reached out to caress his face. "Ya Rayyan, I've liked you since we were young. All these years, I thought I might forget you, but I still couldn't. My mind and heart were filled with you. All the boyfriends I had in the past looked similar to you. Some had your eyes, some had noses, and some had your lips. I always imagined them to be you. Ya Rayyan... Do you still remember when we were young? When we were young, I loved playing with you the most. We were childhood sweethearts, we were a match made in heaven, weren't we?"

The next second, Zarina's infatuated face became a little distorted. She said angrily, "But why didn't you wait for me to come back before you got married? What's so good about her? Can she compare to me?"

Sometimes when you like someone for a long time and you can't get what you want, that obsession will become the demon in your heart.

In Zarina's heart, Rayyan was her demon. She always thought that she and Rayyan were a match made in heaven. After a long time, this almost became a psychological cue! 

It made her feel that she and Rayyan were the most compatible.

Zarina's hand slowly slid down from his face. Her  figure was indeed very good, everything was full size, a thin waist, so she was very confident in herself. She was confident from the inside and out. She murmured, "Is she as good looking as me? Is her figure as good as mine? Can she help you take your career to the next level like I can?"

Recalling how Rayyan doted on Tasleem, she said with hatred, "I don't know who that B*tch is, but she ruined our relationship. After we're together, I'll definitely torture her and let her have a taste of the feeling of having her sweetheart snatched away. I want her to suffer a hundred times more than me. Those women who covet you are all b*tches. B*tches should all die."

Zarina's mentality was a little twisted. She always felt that she and Rayyan knew each other since they were young and that it was only right for them to be together. Any woman who came in between them was a b*tch who was looking for death. She was the third party.

She often imagined herself together with Rayyan. Sometimes, she could not tell if it was a fantasy or reality.

There were those boyfriends who looked like Rayyan. Looking at them, she treated them as Rayyan.

Zarina took out a bottle of clear liquid from her bag. Her lips curled up as she said, "Ya Rayyan, after tonight, you'll only love me, after tonight, there will be no more b*tches that can ruin our relationship. Are you happy?"

Zarina opened the lid and wanted to pour it down Rayyan's throat, but... She suddenly stopped when she was less than two centimeters away from his lips. 

Her wrist was grabbed by a strong hand, and she could not move at all.

Zarina stared at the hand on her wrist and was completely stunned. The hand was big, its skin was smooth and its finger bone was slender, and it was unusually strong. It squeezed her wrist as if it was about to break. Zarina felt pain, and the pain made her hand tremble. 

She slowly looked up and finally saw a pair of dark and cold eyes filled with a terrifying killing intent.

Zarina's heart jolted, and her face was filled with surprise. "You.. you.. You're not...."

She watched as Rayyan slowly sat up. His movements were slow but powerful. His eyes were cold and filled with murderous intent. There was no expression on his face. He always had that indifferent and proud look. 

Zarina immediately panicked. "You... How did you wake up.. you clearly drank that glass of fruit juice."

The effect of the drug would not have worn off so quickly. 

On the other hand, Rayyan's clear eyes were not clouded at all. He didn't look like someone who had been drugged at all.

"Do you know what kind of person I hate the most?" Rayyan asked calmly.

"I... I..." Zarina's body was trembling.

"I'm telling you," Rayyan said slowly, "That's... The person who insulted my wife."

Probably no one truly knew how important Tasleem was to Rayyan. She was his everything, and he loved her as if she was his life.

When he heard Zarina scolding Tasleem earlier, Rayyan thought to himself, 'damn it, how am I going to deal with this b*tch later?'

Today, he played along with Sa'eed. He wanted to see what other tricks Zarina had up her sleeve. He didn't expect that .. it was only this.

The glass of fruit juice had long been replaced by Sa'eed.

Rayyan felt that if he really fell into this woman's trap today, he could really commit suicide. How stupid.

When Zarina heard Rayyan's words, she struggled and said, "Your wife, your wife... Your wife... You're always talking about her. How is she better than me?" 

He kept calling her his wife, she was not willing to lose to a woman who she did not know.

Rayyan snatched the small bottle of liquid from Zarina's hand and kicked her mercilessly.

Zarina rolled to the side and only stopped when she hit the coffee table at the head of the bed.

She saw Rayyan take out a roll of tissue and wipe the part of his face that she had just touched and his hand. The disgust in his eyes was completely undisguisable, as if she was the dirtiest thing in the world.

Zarina's self-confidence and pride had been trampled to nothing in front of him. 

"You can't compare to my wife in any way," Rayyan said in disgust. "Even if you strip naked, you're not as interesting as a sow in front of me."

His words triggered Zarina, and she screamed, "Why? I knew you first, I confessed to you first, and we're the perfect match. I worked so hard for so long to get to you, but you have a wife now. You don't even look me in the eye. Rayyan, how can you face me? How can you do this to me?" 

When Rayyan heard her words, he suddenly thought, 'I actually wasted so much time with a retard ?'

He didn't want to talk to a lunatic at all. It would make him feel like his IQ had been lowered. 

Why does this woman think he should be interested in her? She first got to know him and then confessed to him. What the hell is this? 

Many women had confessed to him in the past. Just because they knew him before Tasleem, did that mean he had to accept them all? 

He did not know where this lunatic came from. Rayyan said angrily, "If you've seen enough, then get in."

Rayyan felt that it was a disgrace to be liked by such a woman. 

The door opened, Sa'eed and the body guard walked in.

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