Chapter 69

Zoya

"What happened? Scared?", he asked with the same creepy smirk on his face which used to piss me off. I clenched my fists while gawking at him.

"I'm not scared of anyone if you literally know a little bit of me, Irtaza. If you're here to utter this nonsense, you better get lost. I'm not interested in dragging the past", I shrugged off, looking straight into his eyes.

"Nor do I, Zoya. I don't want to. But what to do? You're not easy to forget?", he bit his lower lip then licked them, staring at me. Leaning back to his chair, he looked at the ceiling when I was trying my best not to lose it.

"I'm not easy to forget or my rejection was not easy to forget. Ego!", I blurted out. He hated me. I knew he hated me, my attitude, my personality. Everything. There was no chance that he would still be stuck there because he liked me.

"As if you don't have an ego, Zoya Ali, ops! Now, it's Mrs. Zoya Zafar. Sounds so— I mean, gosh! You could be Mrs. Zoya