The Good Wife
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  • Reads 154,774
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  • Parts 41
  • Time 4h 15m
Ongoing, First published Jun 28, 2018
"You know Aamir, I am not capable of being a good wife. You know that I won't be able to perform duties of a wife than why you keep sending marriage proposal to my father. Please stop all this." Tears start flowing from her eyes but there is no relief from his side. 

"I'll be your husband in few days. Prepare yourself for it. "

Finality in his voice gave shivers to her. She falls on the floor and hide her face between her knees. 


Aamir sheikh, heir of Sheikh corporation there is nothing in the world which he can't buy. He is rich, good looking and charming to the extent that women throw themselves on his feet. His charm work everyone except one woman . The one he love refuses him again and again.

Aamna Rahman Ali is a closed personality who mind her own business. She is least interested in male attention accidentally grab attention of rude, dominating and annoying Aamir.
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