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Sky Is Wide

'There are times when we will experience heartbreaking sorrow, when we will grieve, and when we may be tested to our limits. However, such difficulties allow us to change for the better, to rebuild ourselves in the way our Lord teaches us, and to become something different from what we were- better than what we were, more understanding than what we were, more empathetic than what we were, with stronger testimony than we had before' - Thomas S.Monson Life is not always smooth, there are hardships, trails, obstacles and so more. But it never means you have to give up, Never... Noor Ul Ain Hammad Her life is not easy, her life is full of hatred, she never got love from someone so close to her... And yet HE thinks she is the reason for his Suffering, agony, sorrow... Sarim Ahmed Have a wonderful life, have a happy family, have wealth, one of the successful entrepreneur of New York City. But... He doesn't have one thing... Peace... Is it true? Why? Until he crashes a path with the person who he believes is the reason for his destructive his life... Sarim will do each and everything to break already broken girl... Yet in front of him she's not innocent, he believes... But is it true? Is she innocent or not? But you know fate, fate is what you have to give up in front of it. you can not fight in front of fate... And so he Gave up... He never knew when he started to fall for her... Her tears, her pain, her suffering... Was more effecting his heart than the fire of revenge burning inside of him... This is what destiny is... And Destiny is true...

samaviya_shahid · Urban
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12 Chs

Chapter 8: He can't love anybody

Daughters are blessing not a curse'

Noor's Pov

What the hell... Is he for real? What does he think he is!!!! Blood was boiling inside of me, my reaction was supposed to be ouch but no I was furious... I clenched my fists underneath the table and stood up. I didn't say a word to him I just furrowed my brows and started to walk towards the fence. I ceased and clenched my fists tighter, my knuckles turned white... I turned around and took wide steps towards him.

He was tapping the keyboard keys hastily. After he grasped me walking towards him he instantly discontinued. I banged my palms on the desk in front of his laptop, which made a blaring sound...

He gave me a stern stare and I gave him a murderous scowl.

His gaze was deadly and at the same time, he looks so...

Noor!!! Harrammmm

At once I lowered my gaze and backed away with slow strides when the thought hit me 'he is my boss, and I need a job'

I apologized to him and was about to saunter out of the room when I was stopped by a buzzing sound of my phone.

I took the phone out of the pocket with one hand and my other hand was on the doorknob.

I unlocked my phone to open the message box... It was again the same Anonymous message, I tried not to show any sign of fear in front of someone even thou I know my back is towards him he can't see my facial expressions, but still...

Well, my fear is not because of that I'm receiving messages from an unknown number, my fear is because this person stalks me, and maybe if he does then he probably would know everything about my past and present.

~ 'What the hell are you doing in Sarim's office...alone... For this long...'~

My fear was right... It was right... He stalks me... But how does he know about Sarim? He is my boss how does he know I'm here in his office...

How?

How?

How? and who the hell he is asking me?

I rubbed my forehead with my fingers and brushed them on my head.

Well, I have to walk out of here... Before I could walk out he uttered "everything okay?"

I didn't dare to look at him even thou he sounds like he really cared but still... I just walked out slamming the door behind me...

I took wide steps to the elevator...

I reached the ground floor, took my bag from reception, and almost ran towards the exit.

No one was on the ground floor, the hallways were all clear. I pushed the door handle briskly, the weather is cloudy out here, the cold breeze stroke my face, the incessant traffic made blaring noise, I whiffed.

As I took few more wide steps, I bumped into someone which made me fell on the ground. I brushed the dust off my black leather jacket.

"Oh dear why are you so careless?"

I froze in my place, the voice looked familiar... Too much familiar... I know who this person is... This rudeness, this arrogance, it can only be in his voice...

I in slow motion tilted my head up to confirm if this person is Dad or not...

Oh shit! His fierce eyes were on me down on the rough road, he had a disgusted look on his face, he shook his head and took a step back. I motioned to stand up gradually. I looked at him with a confused expression and he looked at me with no expression. Then I started brushing the dust off my handbag. Suddenly he put his heavy hand on my shoulder, I stopped and looked up, he had no sign of guilt, no sign of pity except... Rage...

Yes, he didn't put his hand on his daughter's shoulder from love... He can't love anybody... He is not the dad who loved me once... He is not the one who used to play with me, he is not the one who would beat the shit out of someone's face to protect me. I still remember the day, 'I was 7 years old hanging on my grandfather's shoulder making weird faces to my dad who was sitting on a bench, in front of me. A drunk man reached to us and for no reason he hit his fist on my back very hard, that made me loosen my grip around my Dada's (grandfather) shoulder and screeched out loud, the next thing I remember Dad made the drunk man's face to bleed... '

Reality hit me when Dad squeezed my shoulder with all his force, I wanted to shriek loud in affliction he was giving me but can't 'cause of the public. I looked at my shoulder then him, I hold his hand with both of my hands, in an attempt to remove his hand from my shoulder but can't...

His grip tightened on my shoulder, I can't endure this pain more so I let out "Aahh" which barely can be heard by anyone. My mouth was open and My eyes were furrowed in agony, I can't bare this any more now, I can't... I patched my lips together and squeezed my watery eyes shut. Tears started to stream down my cheeks and I let out a snuffle a little because of my quiet weeping.

Finally, he gradually loosened his grip on my shoulder. At his this movement I shoved his hand down and started running...

***

I paralyzed when I reached to an abandoned alley. I examined the place, there was no one, the alley is creepy as hell. I realized I was running for almost 30 minutes. I took out the phone from pocket and checked the time, it shows 6:13 pm and I remember leaving the office was around 5:30 pm...

My knees hit the ground when my feet can't endure my weight. My expressions were shocked, I thought about calling Tania or Sania but as I was about to bring the phone in contact with my eyes, I stopped.

I felt my right shoulder heavy, I felt someone's hand on my shoulder. It took me less then a second I shoved the hand, turned my head and crawled few steps forward. I turned my body to face the person.

It's...

Dad...

My eyes widened.

I started inhaling and exhaling...

I boost up the courage and stood up, my face was having an intense expression.

My father had a smirk on his lips, he folded his arms over his chest and glared straight in my eyes.

"Dad..." I mumbled his name while trying to hold my tears in.

Within a second he leaned down and grabbed my wrist. He turned around and hauled me with him. I jerked up at this moment as he forcefully dragged me with him.

I tried to remove his hand from my wrist but can't. We reached his car, he opened the passenger seat and pushed me in. He walked around to the driving seat and sat in. He started the engine and drove away...