Chapter 155

Zoya

I was late tonight either. It was near to 12 and I still had time to celebrate our first month anniversary. The conversation with abbu this morning had made me worried about Abrar's reaction a bit but I decided not to make it an issue in the first month. I opened the door with my key and came inside silently, holding the gold foil bag. Abrar might be in the room.

I sighed and made my way to the kitchen, hoping that he didn't open the fridge. It was being cold this month so he wouldn't open it for water, nor he would need anything to make the dinner. I opened the fridge and saw the cake in a good state.

I had made it early this morning before he woke up since I knew I would be late after the office.

Taking the cake out, I looked at it with a smile. It didn't look too good to be a delicious cake. It didn't rise well since it was my first attempt. However, as my unique husband liked the most unpredictable things, I knew he would love it more than any fa