Beep beep beep.
Slowly, his eyes opened. Through blurry vision he glanced around. His brows furrowed slightly upon knowing that he was still alive and in a hospital room. His mouth was covered with an oxygen mask as his mouth opened wide to hungrily gulp at the surrounding air. A searing pain broke out in his chest as he heaved and groaned from the pain.
'I'm alive?' He thought in disbelief as the events of what had happened replayed in his mind.
Anissa's tear stained face as she pointed the gun at his chest, the cold calculating eyes of Shehryaar as he held her and fixed the gun towards him because the poor woman's hands were shaking. However, he didn't miss that in Anissa's guilt driven haze, Shehryaar had moved her hands a few inches below his heart. That was the reason why he was still alive.
Because his boss spared him.
He manipulated his wife into killing him while he himself had no intention to.