F A R A H

One week later

I was sitting on my desk, working on the piles of files jawad....no Mr. Jawad dumped on me. The day I resumed work, I've been working like crazy. He's been giving me a lot of work, I know he's doing it intentionally to provoke me but I tried not to show my weakness. After what happened one week ago I decided to forget everything and focus on my work, I won't let him get to me.

Flashback

When I heard the loud bang, I literally ran to check hoping nothing happened but what I heard made my eyes widen in shock. There stood Jawad, his phone pressed to his ear talking to whoever I don't know.

'I'm telling you, man, I'll have to tolerate living with her, I don't know what my parent sees in her, she's clearly not the type of girl I want as a wife"

'That's the problem" he laughed at something whoever is on the phone said. A lone tear fell from my eyes, I quickly wip

F A R A H

By the time I went back to the office, I asked precious to give him the file as I'm not ready to face him again at least after what happened. When I told her about the resignation she was surprised and angry at the same time, although I didn't tell her the whole reason for my resignation.

'Oh, Farah. I'm going to miss you" she engulfs me in a hug.

'You're a good secretary, he's going to regret letting you go, I will make sure of that" she folded her hands in a fist squinting her eyes a bit.

'I will miss you too, and don't worry he's going to find another secretary who is better than me" I wiped off the lone tear that threatens to spill from my eyes.

'We will get in touch right?" She asked breaking the hug.

'Of course we will" precious is indeed a nice friend. I didn't encounter any problem while working with her.

After packing my necessary things I bid her goodbye glanci

F A R A H

The rays of the sun woke me up from my deep slumber, I slept in the same place Jawad left me yesterday. The room was quite only the sound of birds chirping.

I literally walked to the bathroom and took a hot bath to soothe my aching body. I dressed into a simple black legging with a white baggy top and tied my hair in a bun wrapping my hijab on it.

My eyes roam to the bed finding it clean exactly as it is yesterday, it means Jawad didn't sleep in the room. I ignore the pang of hurt I felt, brushing off the thought of Jawad I decided to make myself some breakfast since aunt Fatima is still on vacation.

I stood in front of the fridge contemplating what to make, I decided to make some pancakes with hot chocolate. I set my plate on the dining ready to devour when I heard sounds of footsteps, I don't have to be told who it was because nobody is living in the house apart from me a

F A R A H

One week later

I was sitting on my desk, working on the piles of files jawad....no Mr. Jawad dumped on me. The day I resumed work, I've been working like crazy. He's been giving me a lot of work, I know he's doing it intentionally to provoke me but I tried not to show my weakness. After what happened one week ago I decided to forget everything and focus on my work, I won't let him get to me.

Flashback

When I heard the loud bang, I literally ran to check hoping nothing happened but what I heard made my eyes widen in shock. There stood Jawad, his phone pressed to his ear talking to whoever I don't know.

'I'm telling you, man, I'll have to tolerate living with her, I don't know what my parent sees in her, she's clearly not the type of girl I want as a wife"

'That's the problem" he laughed at something whoever is on the phone said. A lone tear fell from my eyes, I quickly wiped it away. Be strong Farah. I know I'm not supposed to feel this way, he clearly told me his intent

Chapter 12