Flaming Home!

Flaming Home!

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Najwa Mukhtar I'm Najwa, a successful and famous TV presenter, and a relationship coach. Everyone sees my life as being perfect. They wish they can be Najwa; with a loving husband and a successful career. But it's a lie! I'm on the verge of losing my job and my marital home is on fire. Sometimes, I wish that I can kill my husband...well, literally get him out of my life! I'm Najwa and I do not love my husband. Anas Mukhtar I'm Anas, a Financial Journalist. I own a house in a residential area and can boast of a sustainable income. I also have a wife and a beautiful daughter. My friends are jealous of my life...but I am jealous of theirs. I am married to the wrong woman and my house is on fire. I'm getting too attached to one of Najwa's co-worker, Mutmahinat; a single mother of two. But I'm scared...scared that all women are the same! I'm Anas and I do not love my wife.
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"You planned for this marriage to happen. I can't believe you trick your friend to run away so you can sway yourself into my life. Well, all your games has come to an end. You're just a gold digger, all you are after is my money. My conscience kept telling me before the wedding that you shouldn't be trusted but I was so foolish to think other wise. This is your end Ameera " he said with so much disgust. He was looking at me like I was a tramp. I don't even know what to think again, all this is so hard to take in. All in one day " That was not how it was, Amir. I didn't marry you for your money, I swear I was only trying to help Aisha. She--" " I don't want to hear a single word from your mouth, if not I will beat the shit out of you. You desperate gold digger " What? " Amir it me, your love. You can't do this to us Amir please" I held his shirt, before I know it I felt a hot slap on my face. He slapped me?. I look up at him in shock " you slapped me? " " I'll do worst than that" his eye is empty of sympathy, it's now filled with hatred, hatred just for me. He isn't my Amir anymore, he is a stranger. A stranger I don't even recognize. I fell on the floor and broke down all over again. I'm doom, this is the end. " I Amir sani Bula divorce you, ameera, once. Pack your things and leave my house" " NOOOOOO!!. please don't do this to me Amir. Think about our unborn child please " " what did you just say? " " I'm pregnant with your child" I nod at him for him to believe me. I took the results from my hand bag close to me and hand it over to him. " this is the result" he didn't take it " I don't want you to ever utter such nonsense to me again . I know what you're planning to do, you want to push your bastard child to me after the father didn't accept it right. You think I'm a fool? You can't trick me anymore Ameera. We are done " " Add this book to your library to find out more about it❤❤❤❤

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