Zayans POV
I sat beside her bed, my fingers nervously digging into my nails. *She's pregnant.* How? How could she hide this from me? Was she involved with someone else? No... no... it can't be. Stop thinking negative... stop...
She slowly opened her eyes, squinting at the ceiling for a moment before her gaze shifted to mine. She stared at my face as if trying to figure me out.
"I'm pregnant," she blurted out, her eyes filling with tears.
My heart skipped a beat. I ran my hands through my messy hair, trying to think clearly. "Hey... Alishba, stop crying..."
"How?" She asked, her eyes widening in disbelief.
"I don't know... I mean, we just kissed. So... how does one get pregnant from just a kiss?" I raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"Are you doubting me?" she snapped, crossing her arms over her chest.
"No... No, I'm just... I mean, I'm just saying..." I trailed off, trying to figure out how to process this.
"Yeah, you're *just saying*. Don't you dare think I've had an affair!" she shot back, clearly on edge.
"Shut up, Alishba! I didn't even think that... it's just... this pregnancy thing is driving me crazy!" I ran my hands over my face, frustrated.
Before I could say anything more, a lady doctor walked into the room with the same nurse from before. She looked to be in her mid-thirties, and she had that "I know everything but won't tell you" vibe about her.
"How are you feeling now, Ali?" she asked, turning to Alishba with a polite smile.
"For God's sake, my name is *Alishba*, not *Ali*! Only my best friend can call me Ali, and that's it!" Alishba shot back, her voice tight with irritation.
I raised an eyebrow at her tone. She was furious... and a little scary.
"I'm sorry, but your name in the report is Ali... Ali Shaunt," the doctor said with an awkward chuckle.
*Wait, what?*
"What did you just say?" I jumped to my feet, my eyes wide with shock.
"Ali Shaunt," she repeated.
"What..." Alishba's voice was filled with confusion.
"No! She's not Ali Shaunt! She's *Alishba Ahmed*, my wife!" I nearly shouted, pointing at her like it was some big reveal.
"Alishba Ahmed?" the doctor blinked, looking at the report again. "But the report says Ali Shaunt from Westhills."
"But we live in New Mystic!" Alishba exclaimed, now looking just as confused as me.
"Oh my God... that means this report isn't even for you!" the nurse added, panic rising in her voice.
"How could you be so careless?! You switched the patient's reports?" The doctor scolded the nurse, her voice rising in frustration.
"I'm so sorry, ma'am! I got confused by their names! I know where her real report is, just give me five minutes!" the nurse said, scampering out of the room as if trying to escape the chaos.
"I'm so sorry. She's new, a little clumsy..." the doctor mumbled, trying to calm things down.
"Clumsy? She almost gave me a heart attack!" Alishba said, her voice shaking with the combination of relief and frustration.
I let out a long breath, leaning against the wall. "Yeah... that was something."
The nurse returned a few minutes later with the original reports, and as it turned out, Alishba wasn't pregnant at all. She had just gotten food poisoning. I almost collapsed in relief.

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Revenge Marriage
Romance**Zayan Ahmed**, one of London's richest men, marries **Alishba Abdul**-not for love, but for revenge. She broke his brother's heart. Now, Zayan will break hers. Alishba, unaware of the dark secret behind their union, tries to save a marriage th...