CHAPTER -37

“I feel so awkward here, Aadil,” Inayat whispered, her voice low enough that only he could hear.

“That’s why I didn’t want to come in the first place,” Aadil replied dryly, his lips curving into a faint smirk.

“But you were the one who insisted. Now bear it, you don’t have any other choice.” Inayat glared at him, her lips twitching in irritation.

Uncle Iqbal’s voice cut across the dining table. “So, dear boy, how is everything going?”

“Alhamdulillah, everything is going well,” Aadil answered with calm respect.

But Iqbal was not satisfied. He leaned back in his chair, clicking his tongue. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. Tell me, what was the need for all that drama? What did you gain? The family’s reputation was dragged through the mud.”

His wife Reema added bitterly, “If you had agreed to marry Shaziya back then, none of this would have happened. But no, you were blind, weren’t you? You only wanted Kainaat. And what happened? She left you. Now look, you married to her sister. What’s the use of your