My Life in Pieces✔️:#projectNigeria

Chapter Twenty-One

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Sometimes somebody absence makes you a better person cherish their absence because most times it brings out the best in you.
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AARYAN'S POV

These days seem to be one of the hardest days for me. Work stress combined with everything just makes everyone and everything around chokes me. Forgive me but I don't think anyone of you have passed through my condition cause its hell. I don't think I'm ever going to forgive myself for that night. Whenever Zoe smiles or laugh it breaks my heart cause I know sooner or later the truth will be out and then I won't be able to do anything about it. Oh Zoe, my world please find it in your heart to forgive me. It's been two months. Two solid months since we have been married and it seems like two days. I want more of Zoe, I want more of my married life but the situation at hand will ruin everything. That I'm sure of. The receiver in my office rang and I picked it up

"Mr Haroon a woman is outside looking for you".  Raina my receptionist spoke in a programmed robotic voice.

"What did she say her name was?". I asked nonchalantly while taking off my suit jacket.

"Khadeejarh Salman". My receptionist's voice came up after a while. The name made me froze, she was the person I was dreading for weeks now. I ran a hand through my hair.

"Sir?. Sir?. Should I send her in?". Raina asked.

"Yes". My voice came up after a while.

I tried to catch my breath while waiting for my worse enemy to walk in and then she did, in a red body-hug dress with red clicking heels. She had a long flowing red weavon on her head and she was chewing a gum lazily. Her perfume eluded the whole building

"Hello dear". She popped her gum loudly as she dropped the only black thing on her on the desk, her bag on my desk then her leg followed suite placing her legs carefully on my desk.

"What do you want?". I asked coldly.

"Chill sweetheart. I just wanted to know how you are doing?". She pureed like a kitten.

"As you can see am doing fine so please you can leave". My fist were clenched and I was seething with rage.

She laughed so hard which made me confused. "Sorry but". She laughed again. "I'm sorry but you should see how you look". She kept on laughing. I ran a hand into my hair frustratingly.

"You are sick. That's the only explanation for your state". I said coldly which took her off balance. She composed herself and smiled slyly.

"You and I both know the cause of my illness". She traced invisible lines on her body.

"Leave now khadeejarh". I said.

"Hmmmmm okay lets get serious. I want you to divorce Zoe". She smiled while flicking her nails.

What the hell is she saying?

As if she read my mind, "I want you to divorce Zoe and marry me". She said in the exact tone.

"You know that is impossible. Zoe is my wife". I said through clenched teeth. Just then my phone rang. It was Zoe.

"Take your call. I don't mind". She smiled like a witch.

"Just get this over and done with but just keep that in mind that Zoe is my wife". I was starting to get scared.

"Well I can be one too and all you have to do is to divorce Zoe and marry me". She popped her gum and scratched her weavon.