She Loves Me, He Loves Me Not by Mahal Zeenat

Author:Mahal, Zeenat [Mahal, Zeenat]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Indireads
Published: 2015-02-13T16:00:00+00:00

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Refusing to listen to any protests from his family, Fardeen went to his office the next day for the first time since coming home. He returned feeling drained and tired. Sinking into the armchair in their bedroom, he rested his head back. For a few moments he watched Zoella watch him with ill-disguised vexation.

With a twist of his mouth he said, “I’ll save you the trouble of saying I told-you-so. I’ll admit it was a mistake.”

She replied in the stinging manner that was becoming a habit with her, “It wasn’t your first. It sure as hell isn’t your worst.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” He asked, even though he knew very well what she was alluding to.

She didn’t respond.

“Are you by any chance referring to our marriage?” he asked.

She shrugged and said, “That is the first thing that came to your mind.”

Fardeen was the lawyer, but he didn’t have a defense, so he attacked. “You’re regretting marrying me now, when I’m whole again?” He was running out of patience and he couldn’t help goading her right back. He said in a tight voice, “So you think our marriage was a mistake. That’s not really breaking news, is it?”

She smiled at him, “Oh, not just me surely?”

He flinched and rubbed his hand over his face.

“I can’t take much more of this. You have to let it go, Zoella. I said I was sorry. Start behaving like my wife. I don’t want to have to live with a harpy.”

He gave her his best stern, lawyer look.

“You’re the one who insisted I come back to your bedroom. This is who I am. Harpy, whore, or whatever else you want to call me next.”

Ashamed and angry, he retorted, “That’s enough! I don’t ever want to hear of that again, Zoella. Let it go.”

She gazed back and then asked in the same, sweet, taunting voice, “Or else?”

His teeth clenched and he retorted, “Or else, you’ll regret it. That’s a promise.”

“How will you make me regret it?” She looked thoughtful, as if she was giving the matter serious consideration.

He was so tired of fighting her. He sighed. His voice was low and defeated, “What do you want me to do, Zoella? Beg?”

For the first time since that awful day, he saw her eyes fill with something other than icy disdain, and his heart contracted with pain. In that fleeting second he’d seen the raw agony and anger that he understood all too well, because he’d lived with it too.

But she’d learnt from the beast.

The icy glint was back at once and she said in that suggestive mocking way, “Whatever works for you, honeybun.”

“You’re hurting yourself too, you know.”

Her answer was a slow frosty smile.

His own was almost tender. With forced lightness, he said, “That smile is far too dangerous. Whatever are you planning next? Castration?”

“Oh sweetie, we both know we have Neha to thank for that.” She shot back at him before gliding out of the room.

Fardeen didn’t stop her. The last three weeks had been like living with a stranger.

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