35 : hers wrath and torment

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— ☆⋆。𖦹°‧ Rayyan's Pov :

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𖦹° Rayyan's Pov :

The doctor discharged Sehmat that same night, saying it was just her stress and anxiety that caused her to lose consciousness. He advised her to take care of herself and eat healthily.

Now, we were at home, and Sehmat was giving me the cold shoulder like I've never felt before.

She was resting on the bed, using her phone, while I was standing inside the walk in closet, getting some clothes for her to change into and freshen up.

I picked out a pair of emerald green velvet pajamas and walked towards her, handing them to her. "Go change, I'll make dinner for us," I said calmly.

" I didn't ask you to bring me clothes, so kindly take them away" an expected cold reply was here which pierced my heart.

" go freshen up sehmat, it's dinner time" I kept my calm & handed her the clothes again and this time she jerked my hand away.

" have dinner then, do not bother me, Rayyan!" another cold comeback which felt like daggers.

I stood frozen in my place, gazing at her tenderly with a concerned and pained look on my face, while she had a straight-up poker face. She continued using her phone, completely ignoring me.

" sehmat" I called out softly and she ignored.

"Sehmat! I'm sorry, but hear me out. You can punish me however you want, but please don't ignore me. This would be the last punishment I would want," hurt evident in my voice.

she didn't respond neither did she look at me.

"I'm sorry, please tr—" I was cut off when she got up from the bed, aggressively grabbing the pajamas from my hands while I was standing, then she nudged her shoulder against mine purposely and walked into the restroom without even bothering to look at me.

A stinging pain hit the nerves of my heart as I could see hatred evident in her behaviour.

But I won't give up! I'll make it up to her, even if it means begging on my knees for her forgiveness. I'll do anything for her to forgive me.

Also, I've sent my assistant to find out things about Kamil, so we will know soon. And Hamdan bhai took Ashan back to Canada.

Throughout the day, Ashan was with my employee, whom I appointed as a nanny for the day with a significant increase in salary.

With a lot of hope yet a broken heart, I walked towards the kitchen to prepare dinner for my wife. I'm gonna cook lots of food today, and all of her favorites too.

I started by making ravioli and then risotto, her favorite from Italian cuisine.

I carefully prepared the ravioli, filling them with a delicious mixture of ricotta cheese, spinach, and a hint of nutmeg.

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