The Accidental Wedding novel Chapter 67

Waleed

Nearly four weeks had passed since I came to Chicago, I had made myself busy here with the meetings with different investors who were interested in investing in my business.

I had done a little research into prospects that looked good for investment in the US. I was planning to expand my business, and I had started acting on my plan two years ago when I had invested in a hotel chain in the US.

I didn't limit it there, over two years I had successfully invested in restaurants, real estate, and in a clothing line.

At least these last weeks I was busy and was fortunate enough to make some good deals, Mia still occupied my mind most of the time, it was nearly impossible for me to not think about her.

It was like she possessed me, and no matter how hard I tried I couldn't keep my mind off her. My anger was slowly subsiding and I had started thinking from different angles now.

I had been foolish to not trust Mia and listen to what she had wanted to say, but I had been so furious finding her in the arms of that man I hated the most that I had lost all control and at least I was sensible to leave from there without doing anything stupid which I would have regretted my whole life.

I was a possessive fucker and I can't get over the image of my wife in the arms of another man. Whatever could be the reason, he might or might not have tried to take advantage of Mia. I don't care about it, all I could think was he held Mia in his arms. Mia, my wife, the love of my life, and she had allowed him to do so. Why? How could she?

I knew Mia was immature and playful, she didn't care about these little things, but I did. I wanted my wife to myself, I couldn't tolerate any man in her life, I don't care if he was her friend. I had warned her to stay away from that fucker and she had laughed me off.

I was not oblivious to what Mis was doing, I had her followed by a private detective who gave me a report regarding every small thing she would do in a day. I was impressed by the efficiency of the detective. When her absence got unbearable for me and I couldn't control myself anymore to get a glimpse of her I asked my IT head to hack her cell and install a monitoring app, so I could watch her anytime through the camera of her cell phone. It only increased my agony, because taking a look at her made me want her even more.

Whenever I saw her sad my heart stirred in my chest, I wanted to remove the sadness from her life and make her smile again. But I was waiting, I wanted to make sure that she was not involved with Riyaan, and that she had been loyal to me.

By the time four weeks passed, I became restless, my body ached for her, I wanted to touch her to love her, to feel her walls around me, it had been so long that I was inside her, the last time I had been at the beach house before all this drama had unfolded.

When I could bear no more I booked a ticket home for that night and boarded the flight, there was no use sitting here, we needed to have a heart to heart, to know where we stood, and to decide what we were going to do with our marriage if either of us was not willing to go ahead with it.

I texted her from London, when I boarded the flight after a halt, that I would be home tonight and I wanted to talk to her. I knew she was at her parent's home so I asked her to come over to our home.

I was nervous as to what she was going to decide if she wanted to stay with me or if she wanted to be with Riyaan. But one small part of me was excited to be able to see her again in flesh after nearly a month. When I entered my house and was passing through the living room, I was shocked to find Mia asleep on

one of the couches. I walked toward her and was beside her within seconds like she was some magnet and she was pulling me.

I looked at her, she looked pale, the color in her cheeks was lost, there were bags under her eyes, which exhibited the lack of sleep. She even had dark circles around her eyes. I looked at her with a sad smile on my face.

Had my absence affected her so much? I felt a little guilty to have made her go through so much. I traced my finger on her cheek and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, which had fallen on her face.

She opened her eyes and looked at me stunned as if she was trying to believe that I was there and that it was not just a dream. She then raised her hand and touched my face, and when she felt my warmth, she sat up with a jolt.

"Waleed", She said in her sleepy voice.

I felt like someone was tugging at my heart, I wanted to turn away from her, storm out of this place again, but I didn't do any such thing. I just kept looking in her beautiful amber eyes, resisting the urge to pull her in my arms and suck the air out of her lungs, kissing.

"You must be hungry, I will set the table, why don't you freshen up in the meantime", She said smiling at me.

I just nodded in reply and she went to the kitchen, to arrange the table for dinner. I was tempted to do as she had instructed me, but instead, I went to the kitchen after her.

I saw her heating the food in the dishes one by one in the microwave and arranging it on the kitchen counter. She placed two plates on it and turned and was startled to find me standing in the kitchen.

The moment I asked this question I knew that I had fucked up real bad. This question was going to shake the foundation of my marriage.

Rameen

" Who is the father?" He asked in a cold voice, his face was devoid of any emotion.

I was looking at him with disbelief, did he just ask me who the father of my unborn child was? When he fucking knew he was the only man I had ever slept with. Or did he think I have been sleeping with men other than him? What does he think I am, some bitch? Who didn't know who the father of her child is?

I have been through so much in the last month, from being away from him, from having to stay lonely dreading if he would ever come back to me? Being betrayed by someone I had thought was my friend.

To find out that I was pregnant with Waleed's child. I had not told anyone about my pregnancy, because I wanted to share it first with Waleed and then with everyone else.

Little did I know, instead of being overjoyed, he will ask me who was the father of my child? My temper soared and I snapped at that moment.

I didn't think about the consequence of my action and just slapped him hard on his face. Now it was his time to look at me in disbelief if he thought that I would plead or beg to him to believe me that the child was his, he was in for a surprise.

"You are truly pathetic, and I am happy to know that you and Jeena deserve each other. You both are heartless monsters, who don't give a damn about other people's feelings.

I am glad that I have seen your true face now, and believe me, you are the last person that I want around me or my baby," I said enraged, my eyes were locked with his and I was observing the battle going on inside him.

"What does it have to do with Jeena?" "Ohh really?" I taunted.

"Your precious Jeena is waiting for you to dump me and marry her, she was the one who killed red. She was the one who planned everything with Riyaan, " I lashed out.