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The Heir in My Womb 9
A long silence ensued—lasting perhaps several minutes—during which the three women exchanged wordless glances; each look held a different question and a different answer. Reem sat perched on the edge of the sofa, barely touching the upholstery, as if she feared the dust might ruin her expensive, designer dress. Asiya bore the brunt of the tension in the room; she remained seated, her mind echoing with Salma’s warnings and the stories she had shared about this woman. Meanwhile, her mother remained standing where she was—having just served juice to the guest—without fully grasping what was unfolding. "Since my time is valuable, there is no need to waste it on mere staring." Asiya replied in a neutral tone: "I hope so." "I am Reem Al-Zuhairi, wife of the businessman Mazen Al-Dahshan... the man whose child is growing in your womb."So, she knew; there was no doubt that what had happened to her was a scheme she had orchestrated herself. "And what is it you want?" Reem cast a fleet
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He remained alone in his office after working hours had ended. He had completed all his tasks for the day, yet a full hour had passed since he was due to leave, and he had not taken a single step toward the exit. He rose slowly, removed his suit jacket, and walked over to the large sofa in a secluded corner of the office, letting his body sink into it in search of some respite. He felt no enthusiasm about returning home. There, the same routine awaited him, along with the heavy silence that had come to pervade the place. He felt completely drained of energy and unable to bear any further strain—especially as he watched Reem sinking, day by day, into a spiral of psychological decline. He wished she could free herself from the standards society imposed on women—specifically the notion that a happy family is incomplete without children. He believed this idea was false, and it had never been part of her own convictions. He recalled the early days of their marriage, nine years
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Salma stared at her for a long, blank moment, her mouth hanging wide open; then, she quickly set down what she was holding, as if she had suddenly lost her appetite. "Mazen Al-Dahshan... I know him." Her brief remark caught Asia’s attention, causing her to sit up straight and listen intently. "You really know him? From where?" The other woman let out a short laugh at her friend’s naivety. "Not personally... but who *doesn't* know him? His picture is constantly appearing in newspapers and business magazines."A look of bewilderment crossed Asia’s face as Salma continued to recount every detail—big or small—she had ever heard about him, speaking like a young girl describing the hero of her dreams. "He’s a very famous businessman, Asia. I don’t know exactly what he does, but every now and then, there’s a new story about him—or a new deal—accompanied by a glossy photo of his handsome face." She paused for a moment before continuing her enthusiastic narrative, which left her friend
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She said this with a touch of wry amusement at the older woman's irrational behavior; ever since that morning, she had been bringing them a tray laden with food—knocking, handing it over at the threshold without stepping a single inch inside, and then hurrying away as if they were carriers of a contagious disease. This pattern had persisted ever since the doctor’s last visit. Her mother’s behavior was contradictory: she rejected the idea of the baby and the entire situation, yet she was meticulous about ensuring her daughter ate and took her medication on schedule. She had even called Salma—her cousin—to come and stay by her side, offering comfort and support. The other woman’s mouth twisted into a wry smile as she spoke in a weary tone: "She’s angry; the whole thing upsets her. She blames me, as if I had orchestrated this entire situation myself." "Try to understand her; it’s a huge shock for all of us." She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, a look of sadness washing
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She had intended to sit with him for a long while—a desperate attempt to thaw the ice that had formed between them some time ago—but she felt suffocated and quickly left the office... and the entire company. Her phone rang, cutting through the intensity of her thoughts. As she got into her prized red car, she answered the call with an eagerness unlike any previous time: "What happened? Tell me quickly." The voice of Faten, the nurse, came through the line in a neutral tone: "It’s good news—very good news—and it requires seeing you. I’m certain that once you hear what I have to say, you’ll reward me with a fortune." "You greedy, despicable woman."She muttered the words in a low voice, quickly ending the call after agreeing to meet in half an hour—time she spent driving to the location. She found the other woman waiting inside the restaurant; as she approached and sat down across from her, the other woman smiled and welcomed her. "Speak. I don't have time to waste." "What I kno
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She remained motionless, her fingers still resting on the door handle; with eyes glistening with unshed tears, she observed the scene before her. His massive office chair stood empty, while the sounds of a little girl’s joyful, high-pitched laughter echoed through the room, breaking the somber atmosphere of the impeccably tidy office. Mazen had cast aside his air of authority and status among his staff; he was kneeling on the floor, cradling a little girl—no more than three years old—who was playing with him in sheer delight. Almost instinctively, she walked over to them and gave a soft, polite cough. "Did I come at a bad time?" She spoke in a playful tone, though a deep-seated sadness lingered beneath the surface. Mazen was smiling and happy—joy radiated from his eyes; it was the first time in a long while she had seen him look so truly happy. "Come here, Reem. Let me introduce you to my youngest friend: Lauren, Hadi’s little girl. I brought her in today because his wife is visi
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