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How You Can Know the Agony of Heart

"What's wrong I did with you that you have been torturing me, for God's sake leave, I will never forget your favor, please..." She pleaded with him with teary eyes. But he grabbed her silky hair in his tight grasp and said. "Don't show me your crocodile tears, it's not impacting me, good man inside of me died a long time ago, the man who is standing in front of you is a stone made, a deaf stone, no matter how many times you beat your head with it, you will be at loss, what's wrong my dad and I did with you? nothing....but still I am suffering, and my dad.....my dad lost his life, turning someone else life into miserable, how you people can remain happy.....? He was not n his senses. She can't endure anymore, so she remains silent.

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Regret

Moments were turning into hours, hours into days, and days into weeks. But Hoor ul Ain state was not getting better. The marks of brutality made by him on her fragile body in his furious state were to some extent recovered. But her eyes were still closed.

 

The spark of life has ended in an instant. He forgets everything even to laugh and eat. The tragedy of Hoor ul Ain has subsided enough the shock of his father's death.

Wake up at 9 o clock in the morning, going to the office without taking breakfast, and at the lunchtime going to the hospital to see Hoor ul Ain, then spending more than two to three hours in the office, and sitting with Hoor ul Ain bed and talking with her late at night has become routine of him now.

Her father Colonel Khalid Rehmani has also lost his life while mourning the separation of Hoor ul Ain. And the death of her father has led him to fall into the ocean of guilt and remorse.

He was not getting how he will inform the Hoor ul Ain family about her. As they were already suffering enough. How can he further make an addition to their Miserables and sufferings? Thinking about it day and night has made him feel he was getting mad.

It was evening time, and he without taking care of what was happening outside, was sitting with her and slowly running his fingers in her hair, while murmuring very slowly.

"Hoor ul Ain..... for God's sake, open your eyes.... looking into my guilty-stricken eyes....then if you want you can distance me from your life, but please.... for once tell me, that you have forgiven me...."