62. Treaty

"He's here," Farhan said, walking out as Hamza got up from the couch. He stared at sleeping Hooriya, ambling to her he gently stroked her cheek before dropping a soft kiss on her forehead and walking out of their private VIP ward.

Farhan guided him to the waiting area a little far away from the ward where Waqas stood looking at him.

Hamza felt fury consuming his body as he dashed towards Waqas and punched him hard across his face as soon as he got close enough. Waqas stumbled back clenching his jaw as Hamza gnashed his teeth holding in the pain of his body. Only a day has passed since all the bullshit that went down.

"How dare you kidnap my wife? You f*cker, you forcefully marry my sister!" Hamza hissed in low menace.

Hamza had asked the authorities to provide him with the whole floor for a month till Hooriya healed but they refused so he simply bought the hospital and kept this floor solely for Hooriya and himself just so she won't get disturbed by anything.

Waqas spit out some blood