Resisting A Cocky Billionaire

Chapter 31

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Chapter 31- Charming pregnant woman
Aisha's POV

"Yousuf?"

The lean figure on the doorsteps scratches the back of his head. His gray eyes looking down. "Yeah."

I feel a like my head is stuff in a horse's ass. A lot has happened this week. Omar kissed me, he denied loving me, then there's Aliyah and Faisal. My stupid feelings and now Yousuf.

Anger overwhelms me and my hand find its way to his face. Not satisfied, I slap him again and again.

"I deserved that." He chuckled. How dare he laugh. I slap him again.

"How dare you come to me like nothing happened! Firstly, you left on our wedding day. Secondly, you didn't even try to contact me or something else. No one knew where you were. Thirdly, after three months, you come here and act like you never left. Fourthly, you dared chuckled. Is this some sort of game to you?"

His gray eyes lowers to the floor. "I'm sorry, I really am. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"Who's at the door?" Omar walks to me, his eyes open widely at the man.
"Hey brother." Yousuf smiles sadly at Omar whom in return punches him.

"You son of a b*tch!" Omar curses and throws Yousuf another punch. Yousuf staggers backwards but regains his balance. Omar is about to punch him again when I stand between them. "Stop!" I put a hand on Omar's chest, he looks at me, then back at Yousuf with disgust.

"You punch good brother. Still short tempered as always." He smirks. Without thinking, I give him a hard slap on his right cheek. He stares at me with shock.

"Why?" I whisper holding in the tears of anger.

He looks at the floor with guilt.
"I just...I just couldn't do it. I was ready to marry you but I just couldn't on that day. Something told me you and I weren't meant to be. You guys still love each other. From what I can see, it was a good thing I left."

Is he kidding me?

"You decided to leave me in the hands of this pile of shit! You think it was a good thing? No hard feelings." I look at Omar who shakes his head.
"I'm with you on this one. You left me with this sac of fat! No hard feelings right."

I frown on what he called me but that's not the case now. "Now is not the time, I can kill you later."

He gives me a short glare which I return with an eye roll.

"Look Aisha, I messed up, I know that. I shouldn't have left without a word, you didn't deserve to be embarrassed and hurt. I'm so sorry for everything. I don't know what got into me, I couldn't go through with the wedding and I sincerely apologize for it. I would be honoured and happy if you forgive me." His dark gray eyes shows how deeply and honestly sorry he is. I'm mad at him for leaving but I understand that we all make mistakes in life and we need to forgive. To err is human, to forgive is divine.

As Aisha Ahmad Malik, the wife of Omar Malik for the next four months, I have the heart to forgive the man I was going to be married to. But with my inner lips curling into a smirk, nah I'm not going to.

We all have that mini devil in us that tells us to play a game and right now it's whispering some negative words.

And I'm following that mini devil right now.