The Accidental Wedding novel Chapter 69

Waleed

The moment I saw the expression on her face I knew that I made a mistake, I wanted to take back my words, but it was an impossible thing. The first few lessons that I have learned in my life was that you couldn't take back the words you have spoken once.

She raised her hand and slapped me, the impact was hard that I saw white spots in my vision. I know I deserved that slap, there were a thousand and nine ways to have framed the question to not make it offensive to her, but the choice of my words was the worst.

When she told me about Jeena I was shocked. Did Jeena really do such a thing? I knew she liked me, maybe her feelings were more than liking me. And it was not a coincidence that she met a guy who had feelings for Mia, I should have been sensible enough to figure it out myself, but my judgment was clouded by my rage.

I hadn't recovered from the shock of Jeena and Mia dropped another bomb, that she was going to get an abortion. Ohh my Lord, how could I let her abort her pregnancy, what if it was my child?

"No, what if? You fucking idiot. The child is yours, that is why she won't want it because you have insulted her. You have doubted her character and you accused her of adultery and no woman with self-respect will ever forgive this," I cursed myself.

I tried to stop her, tell her how much I missed her, and how much I wanted her. I asked her to forgive me, but she did not budge and left.

I had gestured to the driver to call me after he dropped her, and as soon as he dropped her at Rania's place he called and told me that she was at Rania's apartment.

Without wasting any time I called Asjad and told him how I fucked up and what Mia intended to do. I asked him to request Rania to convince Mia for not aborting her pregnancy.

Asjad told me that I should go and fuck myself, because what I had done was unforgivable, and I knew that myself he didn't need to point it out.

"Asjad please, for the sake of our friendship, ask Rania to convince her not to abort the baby," I pleaded to him.

Asjad couldn't have imagined me, Waleed Kamal would plead to anyone in life ever. Seriously, the things I do for love.

"Okk, I will speak with Rania, but I can't assure you anything. It will be Mia's decision," He replied. "Thanks, bro, I owe you one," I replied sighing.

I need to think about how I was going to get back to Mia if I know her, she will not forgive me ever again.

Or who knows she might, after all, we made a baby together.

Yes, I know I fucked up, but I will make it up to her, I just need to give her time and make sure she doesn't get an abortion.

And there is one more thing I need to take care of first and that's Jeena, she and I need to have a conversation. I don't want any dark shadows lingering in our life when my baby comes into this world.

I booked a ticket for the morning to Jeena's town, it's been a long time since I paid her a visit and returned her favor.

My aunt was quite happy by my visit, I had told her that I had a meeting there and had thought to drop by to meet them.

I sat there chatting with my uncle and aunt for an hour and inquired about Jeena. Aunt Sarah told me, Jeena was not taking the cancellation of the publication of her book well. She was even seeing a therapist, for her anxiety and depression.

I knew the exact cause of Jeena's depression but I didn't want to hurt my aunt. Jeena was the one, supposed to tell her how she had fucked up my marriage and had nearly destroyed my life.

I went to Jeena's room, she was sitting on the couch, with what I recognized as my sweater. What the fuck? When had she sneaked that sweater from my closet? This girl was fucked up in more ways than I could have ever thought. The thought that I have considered marrying her once, made me sick to my stomach.

" Waleed" Her lips moved and I barely heard her voice.

She sprang up from the couch and ran and wrapped her arms around me. I couldn't hug her back, I couldn't make myself do it. I know she was sick and I felt pity for her, but I didn't want to give her any hope. "I knew that you will come back to me, I knew you never loved that bitch. She doesn't deserve you, she is not good enough for you. Now we can get married, and live happily, and I will make you happy, I will take care of you," She was mumbling, her face was buried in my chest, and I differentiated the words with difficulty.

"Jeena, look at me, you need to listen to me carefully, " I pulled her away from me and said looking in her eyes.

Those eyes didn't belong to any normal person, all I could see in them was madness and restlessness. "Jeena, Mia is my wife, and I love her. We are going to have a baby together, she is pregnant with my child," It was hard, but I had to tell her the truth.

"Mama, Waleed does not want me, he wants her, why Mama, Why doesn't he love me?" Jeena started crying in my aunt's arms.

Bile rose in my throat, I was still not able to sink this in my mind, looking at Jeena in this state must have been so difficult for her parents, how were they coping with it?

"I have to go, " I said as I walked back towards the door.

"Stay at least for lunch Waleed," My aunt called after me.

I didn't stop to listen to what she said further. I just wanted to get out of that place and never get back ever again. I couldn't see Jeena in this condition, if I have not seen her in this condition with my own eyes, I could never have believed it.

I never knew when her liking for me turned into an obsession and now she was on a stage where she had lost her sanity. What would have happened if she had harmed Mia in my absence?

I had fucking left Mia alone in that house with her. I had known what had happened with Red, still, I hadn't thought of her for once in my jealousy and insecurity that the person that had harmed Red could try to harm Mia.

I could never have forgiven myself if something would have happened to Mia. My inner turmoil and guilt had only increased by this trip.

I returned home late at night and stayed late in bed the next morning for the first time in my life.

I was awakened by the ringing of my cell. I searched for my cell in sleep and found it on the bedside table.

I took the cell in my hand and looked at the screen, it was the private investigator that I had hired.

Checking the time, it was showing 11:30 in the morning, I sat up with a jolt and received the call.

"Mr. Kamal, your wife, she is in a maternity clinic", The detective said.