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Chapter 170, The Price Of Saying No.
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The apartment is too quiet tonight. The kind of quiet that presses against my ears, making every small sound the hum of the refrigerator, the distant honking of cars outside—feel too loud. I sit on the couch, my fingers tapping restlessly against my knee, waiting. Rami should be home soon. He’s been gone all day again, running between lawyers’ offices, courthouses, and the hushed, polished halls of businessmen who might, be able to help. Every morning, he leaves before the sun is fully up, dressed in sharp suits that hide how little he’s been sleeping. Every night, he comes back looking like a ghost of himself, his eyes hollow, his movements slow with exhaustion. I hear the key turn in the lock, and my shoulders relax just a fraction. The door opens, and Rami steps inside, his tie loose, his jacket slung over his arm. He doesn’t say anything, just gives me a tired smile, the kind that doesn’t reach his eyes, before heading straight for the shower. The water turns on a moment later
A Twist In My Marriage Deal With The CEO Chapter 174, The Road Ahead Of Us.
The morning air was thick with tension as Rami and I stepped into the lawyer’s office. The weight of the past twenty-four hours pressed down on me, an invisible burden that made every movement feel sluggish. Rami was beside me, his usual confidence replaced by a quiet exhaustion. He had only been in custody for a few hours, but the damage had already been done. The lawyer had managed to bail him out quickly, but the company, our company was gone. Just like that!I clenched my fists at the thought. How could they shut it down so easily? The lawyer, a sharp-eyed man, paced behind his desk, frustration etched into every line of his face. “This doesn’t make sense,” he muttered, flipping through papers. “A judge can’t just order the shutdown of an entire company because someone is suing the CEO. There’s due process. There are procedures.” Rami leaned forward, his voice low. “Then how did it happen?” The lawyer exhaled sharply. “That’s what I’m trying to figure out. When I went to cou
A Twist In My Marriage Deal With The CEO Chapter 173, Court Orders.
The mall was bustling around us, bright lights and chatter filling the air as Rami and I strolled past storefronts. His phone rang, and when he answered, his face lit up in a way I hadn’t seen in months. "That’s amazing! Thank you yes, thank you so much," he said, his voice brimming with relief. He ended the call and turned to me, grinning. "Dema, you won’t believe it my father backed down. The lawyer just told me they’re settling."I threw my arms around him, laughing. "That’s incredible, Rami! I’m so happy for you." And I was. But beneath the excitement, something nagged at me a quiet unease I couldn’t shake. His father didn’t just give up. Not like this. Still, I pushed the thought aside. Maybe, for once, things were finally going our way. Three days later: The office was unusually quiet, the hum of computers and murmured conversations the only sounds. I was reviewing contracts when the door slammed open, making me jump. Karim stood there, his face pale, eyes wide. "Dema!"
A Twist In My Marriage Deal With The CEO Chapter 172, Cruel Father.
I was stirring the pot, The vegetable soup was almost done, while adding a little spices and some salt the sound of the front door slamming shut startled me. Rami never enters like that unless something’s wrong. I turned off the stove, wiping my hands on my apron as I hurried to the hallway. There he was, his face was pale his fingers were raking through his hair like he’s trying to tear the frustration out by the roots. His eyes flicked to me, dark with a tension I haven’t seen in months. "What happened?" I ask, stepping closer. He exhaled sharply, collapsing onto the couch. "We met with my father today. Him, me, the lawyer, hours of negotiations." The word drips with bitterness. "You know what he said? 'Either you obey me, or I sue you to reclaim the company. My money built it; the law’s on my side.’"My stomach knots. Rami’s father always wielded money like a leash, but this? "That’s not fair. You’ve worked hard to build that company!"Rami told me that his lawyer had argued
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The phone trembled in my hand as I listened to Rami's carefully controlled voice. My Husband was trying so hard to sound composed, but I had known him for a long time now. I heard the strain beneath every word."It's being handled, dear. The lawyer knows what he's doing."I pressed my lips together, the taste of cardamom from my abandoned coffee turning bitter on my tongue. I had spent the morning going back and forth, Rami had been stressed for days, seeing him like this broke my heart."How can he do this to his own son!"I said this morning to Tala who had come over to help me with Farah and try to cheer me up."Calm down dear" Tala told me switching to the Syrian dialect of her childhood. "I'm making mloukhieh, your favorite."I sighed, I tried to take her advice and calm down, then I smiled warmly at Tala "Thank you dear, you're always there for me, You're the best." Tala returned the smile and said "you're welcome, now please change your clothes and come to the garden outside,
A Twist In My Marriage Deal With The CEO Chapter 170, The Price Of Saying No.
The soft glow of candlelight flickered across Farah's excited face as she swung her legs under the table, her small hands carefully unfolding the napkin in her lap. Rami had promised that tonight would be just for us. No work, no distractions. Just a family dinner at our favorite restaurant, the one with the chocolate fountain and delicious Kunafa. But I should have known better. The moment his phone buzzed against the table, I saw the shift in his posture the way his shoulders tensed before he even glanced at the screen. His lawyer’s name flashed, and Rami’s jaw tightened. "One second," he murmured, pressing a quick kiss to Farah's hair before standing. "I’ll be right back." Farah barely noticed, too busy coloring on the kids’ menu, but I watched him stride toward the exit, his steps too quick, too stiff. The restaurant’s noise, clinking silverware, laughter, the distant sound of conversation suddenly felt oppressive. I forced a smile and nudged Farah's s glass closer to her. "
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