Fleeing the Nightmarish Father novel Chapter 30

Turning away again, I moved to the closet and began to take out my casual clothes.

“Yes. I do. And honestly, you are seeing things for revenge but not once I had discarded this bond. I meant it when I said I am sincere.” She declared, folding her arms at her chest.

I stopped instantly when I heard it.

“What…?”

“Yes. The moment we got married, I saw this from an arranged marriage point of view because I know nothing about you and decided to dedicate myself to this marriage.” She continued.

Now ‘she’ came to me. Staring at me with the same tempting expression, Raising one eyebrow and continuing in a husky tone.

“What if you are not what I see?”

I held her chin and smiled venomously.

“You are delusional and this would only break your heart. I could ‘never’ be the one for you.”

And told her harsh reality to get out from fantasy.

“You are delusional too. Do you think it would feel good to hurt Jared and Veronica? To break them only for yourself?” She insisted, removing my hand slowly from her chin.

“Yes.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. That is why we are entirely different and could never be one. I can hurt people and you can’t. It didn’t hurt me but it hurt you.”

Sighing, I waved my hand to end this topic. We knew that we were different. I won’t tremble to ravage them, I was not forgiving like her.

“I know that. I knew it the moment I saw you. You only care about yourself. And I wonder for whom do you live? What do you consider the meaning of your life?” She sighed, waving her hand too, ticking me off.

She knew where to hit and always kept it for the last to piss me off.

“Enough. You think you can twist a few words and I would be defeated?” I hissed, glaring at her but she smirked, folding her arms at her chest.

“I don’t feel hate. In fact, I pity a man like you.”

“And I pity a woman like you.” I retorted instantly.

“And again, we are here where we started on day one.” She chuckled and I groaned. She was enjoying it, well I indulged too.

Our marriage only started, what was the point of completing the initial intention already.

“Why don’t you try to move on? It would feel good.”

She offered politely and turned to leave but I smirked and leaned against the frame of the closet as I pulled her shirt from behind.

“You are so stubborn. Try to hate, you will feel good too.” I replied in the same tone but it only made her sigh loudly as she didn’t stop and left me before enunciating.

“It's my fault that I talked to you.”

Before I knew it, time passed quickly. It had been two months of our marriage and things were how they were on the first day. Nothing changed.

I was not dying to rush into things either so for the time being, I continued to work.

“Shut up.” Saafia growled, cutting the call quickly, becoming abashed to perceive how I would react. I won’t argue now, I would use it as a taunt in the future.

“Welcome home.” She whispered, averting her gaze. Ignoring her awkwardness, I sighed, putting my hand over my waist with a frown.

“You know what, woman? Sometimes your unasked attention makes me feel weird.”

“Uncomfortable?”

“Are you deaf? I said it feels weird.” I mocked, rolling my eyes and taking off my coat.

“Chill, I was only asking.” She sighed, taking the coat from me and hanging it as I gave my waistcoat to her as well.

She did it most of the time, I didn’t stop her either. If she wanted to act like a wife for her self-made belief then let her.

Doing a thing or two won’t alter any fact.

“Anyways, I saw Veronica’s interview. I felt bad for her.” She sighed, closing the door of the closet and coming to me.

“Serves her right. She deserves it. And why are ‘you’ feeling bad for her?” I frowned, having no idea why she was pitying the woman she should hate.

“I just imagined myself in her place and felt pity. I would be devastated too if my husband would be arrested for a crime he never committed.” Saafia replied calmly giving a solid reason.

I was taken aback, mouth gaping to perceive how she would have done the same. Begging officers to let her husband go, giving interviews, finding proofs of his innocence-

Would she do the same… for me?