Her Replaced Husband ✓

¶chapter seven¶

"Faraan wanted to have a small chat with Javaria in isolation. It will be quick. I think by this way, kids will get to know each other," Raima started, finally coming to the main point.

"Sure, sure, it's okay," Khalid mumbled.

"Javaria beta, lead Faraan to the backyard," Ayesha told her daughter.

Javaria gasped and first time looked up. Her eyes met her handsome fiance already staring at her with a faint smile on his lips but in reality, it was Ajwa sitting beside her who was the orbit of his eyes. Her hands were shivering. What would she talk to him? She never talked to any man.

She quickly held Ajwa's hand and gave her an apprehensive look. Ajwa blinked to reassure her. Faraan noticed it and then an idea came to his mind.

"I think Ajwa should accompany us. My fiance is getting a bit anxious," he asserted.

Everyone looked at him stunned at his vague demand including Ajwa. There was silence for a whole minute before Faraan's laugh broke it.

"I was kidding. I think I am fine as it is. I got the answers for what I wanted to ask separately. I don't need it now. Yes, if Javaria wishes for a small chat with me, then I am all for it," Faraan said, truthfully; looking directly at his fiance this time.

She shuddered at the intensity of his grey eyes and quickly shook her head. He smiled softly and then looked at the girl who snatched away his sanity and forced him to drop his every pastime just to claim right over her. Her name, her heart, and her body. He would claim every bit of it. He couldn't wait to bring himself to do it. She seemed so flawless everywhere.

This gorgeous girl with bangs. So cute and attractive.

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In the night, Faraan reached his parents' room to tell them about his decision. What was the use of saying no here? He would drop off his father's heart and good books. And if according to his earlier plan, the girl Javaria would tell everyone about his true nature, his character would surely get suspicious even though no one would believe in it. A safe game needed to be played here. Besides, he had to get married, and his Dad couldn't let him stay single all his life. And this beautiful chick seemed like a good bargain to do.

He could resume his activities again once after marriage but first, he needed to possess her. To satisfy the urge she had inflicted in him for her. A smirk crossed his lips.

Burak's eyes widened while Raima stood up from the bed hearing what their dear son was saying.

"What the hell are you saying?" Burak roared.

"It's not a good thing to make fun out of everything, Faraan," Raima reprimanded him, thinking he might be kidding.

He sneered. "I am not telling you a joke, Mama. I meant what I said. I want to marry Ajwa. Tell Khalid Uncle about my wish."

Burak glared at him. "Are you out of your mind? You have been engaged to Javaria for nineteen years. How can we say you now want to marry the younger sister?"

Faraan sighed. "Dad, it's not a big deal which you are making it to be. First, you shoved this forced relationship down my throat but I didn't say anything because I respect you. It's already me who is suffering from this. But now when I want to get myself a bit of a plus point out of this union, you are getting angry at me."

Raima walked near him and placed her hand on his shoulder. "Faraan, try to understand. It's not a good thing. It's already a bad thing to choose the younger sister when you are there with a proposal for the elder one and in your case, your marriage is fixed with Javaria and she is your fiance. How can we stray away from our own words? It will give such a bad impression. They will get hurt. Besides, Ajwa is very younger than you."