Chapter 40.
Doubts.
"Hello. I'm here to see Hassan Ali Khan." I mumbled to the receptionist who peeked at me and then frowned.
She went back to typing on the screen, then glanced at me again.
"Sir is actually with a client. Do you have an appointment, madam?" The brunette girl with a way too pretty dress and a complexion so clear that I could cry for days asked me.
I bit my lip.
"I'm his wife, do you think I need an appointment?" I replied and a surprised look crossed her face.
I just wasn't sure if it was a nice surprise or a not so nice one.
She suddenly looked a little scared, as if she had pissed me off.
"Oh. I'm sorry. Straight and then to the left mam." She said hurriedly and I gave her another polite smile.
"It's alright, I was just joking. I can wait if he's busy." I told her, knowing that it was Hassan's work place.
"No, no..go straight in. He's just with miss Lisa."
At the mention of Lisa, I groaned. Why did this stupid woman had to be here?
"Ugh."
The receptionist chuckled at my groan, then went back to doing her work.
I started walking towards the long hallway, Hassan's workplace seemed like somewhere out of movies. It was so calm, peaceful and yet the atmosphere was so professional.
I was about to take a turn when a blue eyed man, made a sound, stopping me. He had a small stubble and a playful face, eyes that yelled charm.
"Well hello beautiful, where are you off to?" Even though his words flattered me, I still raised my eyes at him.
"Do I know you?"
"Well, now you do. I'm Michael." Something about his confidence made me shake his hand, I smiled nodding.
"Anaaya." I told him my name.
"Anaaya? Pretty name for a pretty girl."
"Thanks random stranger." I chortled back, he leaned against the glass wall, making me stop in my tracks too as I relaxed.
He seemed nice enough to talk to. And I was clearly interested in talking to a gora.
"Are you here to see someone?" He questioned me, I nodded.
"Hassan Ali Khan." I replied. A passive look crossed his face.
"He's actually my senior. His office is on the left." He guided me.
"Thankyou." I mumbled even though I already knew the way since the receptionist had told me.
I started to walk away, towards Hassan's office when I heard him say someying yet again, causing me to turn around.
"He's with a client right now, though. And he gets pretty angry if someone disturbs him during work." He informed me.
Yeah man, tell me about it.
As if I didn't know about my workaholic husband and his pent up anger and frustration towards anyone who interfered.
"Don't worry, he knows not to mess with me." I responded, he laughed.
"You his sister or something?" I almost choked upon hearing that.
Clearly, nobody knew that he was married.
