Chapter 100

He took a quick shower before dressing up for the night. He sauntered downstairs, still she was there studying. "When are you starting exams?" He found himself asking her. She raised her head and looked at him with her tired eyes. 'What do you care about my studies?' See badly wanted to say that but the least she needed was to fight with him. She fixed her eyes back on the book in front of her. "Tomorrow." He stared at her for a moment before he walked away to the dinning area to have his dinner. From the dinning, he called out her name. She hesitated before answering. She got to her feet and entered the dinning area. "You called me?" He looked at her, holding a stoic expression. "Yes I did, sit." He gestured to the seat beside him. She stared at him, perplexed. "Sit, we're going to eat... together." He looked away and opened the warmer. She settled down beside him without uttering a word. She peered at him to the food he was serving them. She couldn't remember when last she last saw him eating her cooking, let alone eating together. He pushed the plate to her side and rested his elbows on the table, knuckles under his chin. "Eat," he urged her. She looked at him. "I'm not hungry. I have a lot to study before tomorrow." She attempted to leave the place when he beat her to it by holding her hand. Her skin tingled at his touch as her breathing becomes shorter and faster. She slowly freed her hand from his hold. "Then sit if you don't want me to touch you again." She felt the urge to hiss or at least roll her eyes at him, but she dared not to. She sighed before sitting down again. She took the spoon as she stole glances at him. If she wanted to eat, looking at him would definitely make her lose appetite. Now that he was sitting too close to her, it made things worse. She took few spoons and dropped the spoon back on the plate. "Why did you stop?" He asked her. "Because I told you I wasn't hungry." She swiftly stood up and left him there. He shrugged and rested his back on the chair. He scooped his phone up from the table as he looked at the mouthwatering dish but he had already vowed he won't eat her food again, not now at least. His stomach grumbled making him to hiss. He groaned and got to his feet. He stepped into the living room to find it empty. She couldn't stand him near her. He looked around, smirking. He exhaled and shook his head before sauntering out of the house. ** "Look I've told you already, even if she was the one that did it, it's high time you stop this childish act of yours and make things right with your wife since you're a father now. Wasn't that what caused all of this at the first place?" Muhsin averted his gaze from his computer to Yusuf who has been blabbering about dalia for the passed minutes he cared not to count. "It's like you guys don't really get it. You're saying all this because you aren't the one. I mean, she is my first love then ended up betraying me, how do you expect me to handle the pain? Everything came all at once and I couldn't handle it." Yusuf couldn't help but smile. "Like I said, even if she was the one that aborted the baby, it's high time you forget about it and make things right before it's too late. Take it or leave it." "I don't care. Until she confesses and apologize but before then, we continue living this way." He turned his attention to his work while his cousin gaped at him in awe. Yusuf nodded his head before standing up. He bid him goodbye before leaving the office. And like he said, they continued living that way without any progress between them. Muhsin was mostly at his in laws house not because of amira but to see his daughter. A week before amira returns to the house, after isha muhsin entered the house and met the spotless living room empty. He scratched the back of his head anxiously before he sashayed into the kitchen. He made coffee before he settled down on the stool. He kept the mug with a sigh. My heart twisted and sunk with nerves as he rubbed his eyes with his fingers wondering if he could do what he had in mind or not. He couldn't handle the pressure anymore and he knew there was no way he could wait for amira. He finished taking his coffee and got to his feet before leaving the kitchen and headed off to his room. After taking his bath, he dressed up in shorts only and stepped out of the room as he thought of any way to approach her. What if... what if she doesn't cooperates with him, with what he needs. He shook the thoughts away, she dared not to do that to him. He stood by the door, having several thoughts about it. He groaned softly, resting his forehead on the door. He hesitated before finally opening the door and entered her living room. It was dark which meant she was in her room. He found the switch and turned on the lights before he headed straight into her room without having second thoughts. She turned her head to the door, briskly. She heaved a sigh after she was sure he was the one. He looked at her from where she was standing, by the dressing mirror. She had a cropped tank top on with short that barely reached her thighs. He squinted at her through hardened eyes that once had been her salvation, but now they brought only accusation of a betrayed lover.