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“AHH,” she screamed when she saw herself in Amaan’s embrace and pushed him, making him fall out of balance.

She started crawling back, but this time she was not crying; she was begging him. Her frightened face and torn clothes were enough for him to realize his sin. The more he went near her, the more she retreated, folding her hands and begging.

“Please, please, I didn’t know anything; I swear I didn’t know.”

“Please don’t hurt me; please don’t touch me.”

He didn’t know what he should do or how he should calm her down because she acted like crazy, hitting and punching in the air as if fighting with something. She was not opening her eyes and was covering herself behind the leg rest.

Unable to see her condition, he picked up his clothes and left.

He drove around the street, not knowing where to go. He was cursing himself for losing his sanity and committing a crime.

“Raina, please don’t hate me for what I did to your sister, please,” he cried, banging his fist on his car window.

Suddenly something occurred to him, and he drove towards his penthouse. When he entered his house, the first thing he did was to smash all the liquor bottles with his cricket bat. When he entered the house, he was calm; however, his frustration was increasing with each breaking off a bottle.

“If I was not drunk,” he kept shouting the same sentences.

Once there were no more bottles left to break, he crouched down, letting his tears of repentance fall.

Meanwhile, at the mansion, Asmaira, who was sitting at the same place leaning against the balcony door, came to her senses when she heard a constant knock on the door. Amaan’s warning rings in her mind, "One word goes out of the room, you will face dire consequences.”

Without further ado, she staggered towards the door and asked from the closed door, “Who...who is it?”

“Ma'am, Maya here. Fariya madam was asking about you.”

“W...Why?” She tried to sound convincing, and as usual, however, she can’t help but reply in a shaky voice.

“Ma'am was worried, she didn’t see you at breakfast, and also when she came for lunch, you weren’t there,” Maya said with concern.

“I...I have a headache. I will come down for dinner. I am...I am sleeping, please...tell her.” When she heard about Fariya, she wanted to run to her and cry out. She missed her mother, she missed Raina, she wanted someone to save her.

After Maya left, Asmaira slouched down on the floor to regain herself before cleaning the room. She didn’t want to take the risk of Fariya coming into the room. She was shivering, her body was aching, but she didn’t dare to relax.

What if someone knows and he will again blame me? She quivers, thinking how he will punish her.

Amaan didn’t go to the office, nor was he at home, and Asmaira also did not come out of the room. Did something happen? Fariya was thinking.

However, Mehwish was the one who could guess about Amaan and Asmaira’s strange behavior.

Due to her slow movement, by the time Asmaira cleaned the room and took a shower, it was already dinner time. She didn’t want Fariya to be suspicious. That’s why she had to go for dinner; however, before stepping out, she wore a high neck dress to cover her entire body and the neck. She covered her face with a concealer to hide the handprint mark, and for her bloody lips, she applied red lipstick. On any given day, she never wore red lipstick, even when she went to the office. She checked herself in the mirror to make sure her bruises were not visible, although she looked sick, which was ok. At least she can make an excuse for the next day.

“You don’t look good, and why is your face swollen?” Fariya was concerned, looking at Asmaira’s pale face.

Asmaira smiled weakly and said, “I am allergic to prawn,” seeing Fariya’s face growing suspicious, Asmaria added, “I already took medicine. It will be there for a day or two.”

“No, just go to your room and Maya, call the doctor; you look serious.”

“But—” Asmaira was interrupted.

“No, just go, or I will ask Maya to take you,” Fariya said firmly.

Seeing Fariya was firm, Asmaira sighed and walked out of the dining hall.

When she started climbing the stairs, Amaan happened to reach the mansion unknown to Asmaira. He noticed her slow walk, and she was tightly holding on to the handrail while taking each step.

It happened in those few seconds; in those few seconds, a maid carried the food trolley crossing the stairs towards the dining hall. In those few seconds, Asmaira felt her head spinning, and her grip on the handrail loosen; in those few seconds, Amaan ran towards Asmaira, kicking the trolley in his way. In those few seconds, he jumped over the railing and caught unconscious Asmaira in his arms from falling.

Bang!

Hearing the trolley sound, the entire family came out of the dining hall and saw Amaan was holding Asmaira in the middle of the stair, and from the look of it, everybody can guess if he had not caught her in time, she would have fallen from the stairs.

“What happened to her?” Fariya shrieked in fear.

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