Chapter 2: Prologue Part 2
Chapter 2: Prologue Part 2
Mushk was feeding baby Murtaza his cerelac , while Mujtaba was quietly sitting beside her, playing with
his food, when Zohan came in. A girl clinging to his arm.
Seeing the girl like that in his arms, tears welled up in her eyes. Taking Murtaza out of his high chair,
she hands him over to Mujtaba, who was glaring at Zohan.
“Take him inside.” Mushk orders Mujtaba, who nods at her and goes inside, not before glaring at him
once again.
"What is this Zohan? In front of the kids.." Mushk was talking to Zohan when she was interrupted by
Zohan himself.
“Mushk, meet my wife Soniya, Soniya this is the so called wife I was telling you about.” Zohan smirks at
her, happiness bubbles inside him seeing Mushk’s broken expression.
And just when Mushk thought that this man had done all the things possible to break her and couldn't
break her anymore, she was proved wrong.
The dull ache gets strong in her heart, she knew she’ll never be able to forgive the man in front of her.
Heartbreak is easy to get over with if you feel angry with a person, but she pitied this man. No, he
wasn’t even a man, he is a coward.
"Why?" She brokenly whispers, her face was blank, tears dried up. She didn’t had any more tears left
to waste on this man.
Zohan laughs hearing her. Getting out of Soniya’s hold, he goes towards her.
"You know why? I love to see this helpless look on your face. It gives me a satisfaction that I can
control your life and those two pieces of shit’s too." He tells her, holding her chin. His words like venom
on her poor fragile heart, but hearing his last words, anger bubbles in her.
Pushing him back ,she sarcastically laughs at him.
“You think you are controlling our lives? Who told you so? You’re delusional Zohan! If you’re controlling
us, then who is controlling you Zohan?” Her question leaves him speechless. Not having anything to This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.
say to her angered him.
He held her hair in a tight grip making her hiss.
“You think you can outsmart me? Keep your tongue in check, or else I won’t spare those bastards of
yours who are living off of my money.” he blackmails her once again, but her face hardens hearing the
word he used for her children.
Smirking at him, she comes out of his hold and holds his collar, jerking him towards him.
“Think twice before calling my sons bastard, we all know who is the bastard here.” Her words provoked
him and he slaps her, making her fall on the floor. Her lip start bleeding from the corner.