Chapter 28, do you think my feelings don't matter...?

Moomal was looking at him with wide eyes, but Zayn, he was still standing, looking at her face silently as if he wanted to memorize her every feature.

It's true that since he entered in his youth, he has had many relationships with many girls, done many things that no fiancée could tolerate. in all these years Moomal never complained to him even once.

He did all of that because he wanted her to complain to him, ask him that how could he love someone else when he's engaged to her?

but she never complained, she didn't even asked anything.

Maybe their relationship was not even worth complaining.

And so, in spite of his anger, he never restrained himself from these things, and his image in front of everyone became worse.

He didn't care about anyone else, the only person he cared about was Moomal. but she was ignoring him from the start, as if She could not see Him.

As if, He doesn't matter to her.

At first, he thought that, no matter how much Moomal ignore him, but one day she has to marry him, but he did not know that one day She would be taken away from him. If he had known, he would never have let her go.

When he got the news for the first time that Moomal has been married to Huzaifa, he was so shocked that he did not understand anything. He immediately wanted to go to Karachi and kill him, who snatched the love of his life.

But his father stopped him from doing anything rash. But his temper did not subside, and now his anger has turned into his stubbornness.

He wants to take her back from Huzaifa in any case, no matter what he has to do.

Because he knew that her marriage to Huzaifa was not of her own free will, but of her grandfather's will, which he would not accept at any cost.

He will make every effort to break their marriage.

"What's the matter, why are you looking at me as if I'm about to kill you...?" Zayn asked, raising his eyebrows, but there was still a smile on her lips.

Moomal took a deep breath as She regained her composure, but still her whole body was cold from the panic. "Why did you lie about uncle...? What does it mean to stop me like this? , Whereas, you were the same person who a while ago looked at me with contempt...? Moomal said in a simple tone.

"Moomal... If Huzaifa had stood in front of you instead of me, would you still be as scared of him , as you are now?" Zayn was really hurt by The frightened look in her eyes.

"In your eyes, am I the kind of person who would take advantage of you..? Have I ever done anything wrong to you? , Have i..? " The conversation started with a smile and ended with a sad and hurt tone.

Moomal, who had previously been terrified, was suddenly embarrassed by Zayn's accusation. She lowered her eyes in shame.

"I didn't mean that..." She said in an embarrassed tone, but then , She remembered how Zayn had lied to her.

"But, why did you lie...?"

"I lied to you because I wanted to talk to you alone. If I had told you about Baba, you wouldn't have stayed here. So I had to resort to lying. I had no other intentions." Saying all this in a soft tone, Zayn moved, and stood in front of her.

Seeing him standing so close to her, Moomal looked up at his face.

Zayn was looking at her face very intently, As if reading her every expression.

But Moomal, Being the center of his gaze, She felt her face turning red.

"I don't feel like staying here in Uncle's absence, Zayn, I'll call you when I get home." Moomal spoke hesitantly, and walked towards the door, but at her second step, Zayn stopped her by standing in front of Him .

And this time, his eyes were stormy. "Your home is here..!, You only went to that house for a short time, not forever!"

Moomal was stunned. "Zayn, I..."

"Why did you marry Hazifa despite being engaged to me, weren't you well aware of my feelings..!? You knew very well, that I loved you!, You didn't even think about me..!, do you think my feelings don't matter...? Why did you play with my emotions...!, just Why...!! "