Chapter 48


    Chapter Forty Eight


    "He...he..wa-wants me toe back aunt." Mushk slowly whispers. Clearly afraid, As if they will force


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    her to go back for the sake of kids.


    "He told me that he will take the case back if I return to him. I knew, it was too good to be true when he


    let me go so easily." Mushk tearfully whispers looking down.


    "Hell freezes over before we let you go there." Mushk hears a deep voice behind her and turns to see


    Irtaza standing there.


    His jaw clenched in anger and fist tightened, as if ready to go and punch the living lights out of Zohan.


    Irtaza knew what she was feeling, she was scared that they would force her to go back.


    "I''m sure there will be a way, why don''t youe and sit?" Yasmin softly wipes Mushk’s sweating


    forehead with her scarf.


    "No aunt, didn''t you hear what he said? I..I think... I shoul-" Mushk was about to say when Irtaza’s loud


    voice intervened.


    "Are you out of your mind? You think I- we will let you go back to that piece of shit?" Irtaza angrily tells


    her to make her cover back in fear.


    Seeing her taking steps back from him, he calms down and guilt washes over him.


    "Irtaza!." Hussain warns him.


    "I’ll not let this happen” muttering, he strode towards the main door making all of them tense. Hussain


    hurriedly goes to stop him.


    "Irtaza don''t do anything stupid, we will solve this matter soon." Hussain holds his arm, trying to calm


    his son down.


    "You think you''ll be able to solve it? You''re responsible for this and don''t interfere in her matter, I''ll


    personally handle it." Irtaza slowly whispers to him, jerking his fathers hand, he leaves the house while


    Hussain keeps looking at his retreating back, longingly.


    ~~


    Zohan was sitting in his living room, feet perched on the coffee table. His father was standing there,


    pinching his nose bridge, tensed.


    "What the hell did you do Zohan? What am I hearing?" His father was yelling while he was skillfully


    ignoring him, throwing the ball on the wall and catching it.


    Frustrated at his son''sck of interest, he throws the vase down and stands in front of his son, making


    him stop.


    "Tsk tsk dad..... That was Mushk’s favourite." Zohan smilingly tells his dad, his father for a split of


    second was shocked seeing his son, his smile wasn''t out of happiness.


    It was a sadistic one.Which scared him to the end.


    Clutching his cor he pulled his son up who was still smirking.


    "I asked you something Zohan? What did you do!? Why the fuck in the world did you send divorce


    papers to Mushk along with the custody?" He yells at his son.


    "How do you know?" Zohan careless asks his father, jerking him away.


    "You think I don''t know anything? All these luxuries you''re living in, all these gold and glitters,


    everything is under my control. Obviously I''lle to know about it." He yells at his son, brushing his


    hand through his hair.