I'm cooperative, easy and polite boss and look after my employees' needs, still some of them planned to betray me. It staggers me those perpetrators were not happy with me and selling my company's secrets to the Braydens Enterprise. They are our rivalry and competitor. They have bugged us for years through their foolish ways and this time, they crossed the line. They bought my employees and asked them to disclose Hobsons private information to them. Thankfully my staff caught all of the culprits who were working for Braydens. But, still some bits of our information are now in their hands and that's bothersome. I stayed in New York for almost nine days because my company needed them. I couldn't keep my words to Sanaya that I would be back by the end of the week. I hardly got time to eat or sleep. I slept only four hours a day and at times I felt like I had no energy left in my body due to continuously looking after matters at office.  Because of my tight

Next few days Ashar and I remain busy with our own office work. Due to my busy schedule, I get no time to contact him or talk to him and I assumed he is busy as well because he didn't make any effort to see me. However today I'm going to see him. He has called the entire team again to his office to revise the budget of his whole product marketing and he wants to discuss the plan with us.All of the team members decide to go together through a subway so I just follow them. I have planned to take out sometime today after meeting and ask from him about his father. When we reach to his office, he's already sitting in the meeting room, waiting for us.Derek moves forward to greet him. Ashar stands up from his chair and shakes hands with him, "How your meeting was with the Benicio?"Ashar opens his mouth to reply him, but Laila interrupts him, "Hey." She stupidly smiles at him and extends her hand to him.I roll my eyes, feeling furious at her desperate behavio

I further open the door to get a full view of the scene. Samara steps forward to him. Ashar understands her gesture so he opens his arms. They both hug each other."I wanted to surprise you and see your reaction." She smiles against his shoulder.Blood drains from my face. My head starts spinning to the level that I start seeing two of them.Both of them are so lost in each other that they don't even notice my presence when I enter in Ashar's office. They are still close, still together. The woman who started everything, who ruined my whole life is looking so happy in his arms. Was she in contact with him the whole time Ashar was with me? Was Ashar fooling me or what? That thought trembles my heart in fear."I'm glad to see you." Ashar pats her back.They both pull back and smile to each other.Samara's hands remain on Ashar's chest, "Why are you looking so pale? Don't you eat properly or you're working too much?"Ashar c

I thought a lot. I took two whole days to decide what I should do next; whether I should go after him and apologize or just leave the things the way they are right now.I'm scared and too ashamed to face him after ruthlessly pushing him out of my life. I know his whereabouts, his office, his home address, but still unable to muster audacity to apologize to him.I'm afraid of his anger, his rejection that he won't forgive me and tell me that he wants to stick to his decision. However I tried calling him, but his phone was switched off and that thing demotivated me.Zoya kept on pestering me with her questions like; where's daddy, when are you going to take me to him and why he's not taking my calls. I'm tired of making excuses to her and I guess she now smells a rat."Are you sure with your decision?" Carol whispers a question in my ear.I give her a side glance, nodding my head, "Yes. I'll leave after the wedding."She's about to say somethi

Times changes, so does people, so does our situations. They realize they were wrong as they become more mature with time. A bad person doesn't always remain bad. We should appreciate him if he musters courage to apologize and repent for his mistakes with a thought that you're not a saint either.That's what I've learnt from my experience. I've decided to let go of every bad memory of my past life and start over; give myself another chance and also to Ashar. Besides, Ashar have already compensated for his mistakes by looking after my daughter all alone, by living as my husband for more than three years."What exactly you were thinking? Why did you turn off your phone?" I breath out.Ashar draws his brows together as he frowns at me. His hands are still hiding in his pockets. He's in plain formal wear, looking clean cut and fresh. His hair are perfectly combed towards his side. My stomach twists. Just a look of him takes away all of my worries and glistens my eyes