All Chapters of Let Me Hate You: Chapter 71 - Chapter 75

 A petite woman lingered on the weathered terrace, her hair dancing in the gentle night breeze. After her trip to the mall, Asmaira tried to slip into her nightly routine, but sleep abandoned her. Restless, she tossed aside her duvet and drifted out to the terrace, thoughts swirling as Asher’s words echoed in her mind. Not all fingers are the same, not all men are the same. Nature has created everyone to be unique and different. So how can anyone categorize all men as the same based on one man’s behavior? She pulled the shawl tighter around her. How could she trust any man now? Kabir, Hassan, and Amaan had shaped her fate, each leaving scars. Amaan’s father was the harshest, ensuring her punishment came swiftly. Asmaira let out a weary sigh. The first time she saw Asher, he had this bright aura around him. The liveliness that surrounded him was shaking her resolve. When she was given a second chance, she promised to buil

Headlines flickered across the plasma TV in Heaven’s lobby, casting restless light over the room.“The weather is likely to turn worse with the heavy rainfall due to the storm in the nearby state. The city is on orange alert. We request the citizens to stay home to avoid any calamity."While the news played in the lobby, Asmaira was busy making dinner for all three of them, with Lexie entertaining her with her usual chatter. Asher, on the other hand, was working on the project details in his cabin, unaware of the warnings broadcast earlier.*****“Amaan, Asher missed signing on one of the pages in the contract. The pages were stuck together. Unfortunately, without it, the legal team cannot proceed," Talia said as soon as she reached  Amaan’s

Asmaira sank from the chair in despair, still clutching the phone like an anchor.​He still wanted to divorce her, even knowing she was pregnant?​Still in a daze, she was brought back to her cell by the guards. When she noticed her new cellmate, she quickly backed into a corner, eyeing the woman warily as she assumed she would be another bully.​Aminah, a survivor of an abusive relationship, kept her distance. However, she often saw her fellow prisoner staring blankly at the wall, lost in thought. In the first few days, Aminah noticed Asmaira's isolation, how no one offered help. She found her hiding, trembling at the slightest noise, as if expecting to be attacked.​For Aminah, the bullies were insignificant. Her deceased husband had been enough. Consequently, she never felt threatened by them, but they preyed on Asmaira’s fear. Initially, Aminah didn’t want to get involved. When she was the victim, no one helped her. Still bitter about her own life, she initially ignored Asmaira