37 | Finishing Touch

As her father left for the King's meeting, Tequila began to pack her bags. There was only one way the meeting could turn out, and it was in her favor.

Jamila packed her things and started to even take them to the car. She was almost done when her father came back.

"Where are you going?" Her father asked her and Jamila sighed.

"I am going to my husband's house, there is no time to waste," Jamila said and her father looked angry.

"Who told you that you are marrying that bastard. That idiot boy disrespected me," her father said. Jamila began to panic then, maybe the meeting had taken a wrong turn and she was not going to get married to Uthman, but she figured that she convinced her father well enough.

"What happened at the meeting Papa?" Jamila asked her father. She was already getting angered but she was trying her best not to show the anger.

"Well, Uthman came and said he was not going to marry you, he started saying things that had happened year's ago, he claimed that you might be fra