He stood up from his chair and walked towards me with disgust and hatred in his eyes, he pointed his finger at me and yelled,"It wasn't only my fault that my son died! If you didn't have this mentality of yours back then my son would have been standing by my side now and calling me father! You accused me of cheating with no proof! You said I cheated when all I did was to work like a slave just to become a CEO to protect you! So I can be able to announce this marriage and give my son a name without fearing that someone might threaten to kill you just to take me down before I'm in power! Do you think I was idly ignoring you?! I worked like a slave to everyone just to keep you safe!"I didn't know about that, I genuinely didn't know my life could have been in real danger if Hamza announced my presence, still, I had things to declare too. I stood up from the sofa to properly confront him and I yelled,"don't you dare throw the blame on me! I found you hugging Lydia! I saw you with my own

Once this sentence was said, I remained pensively silent for a very long time, in the end, I very seriously admitted,"I think you're correct,"The reason for this being me recalling how I treated my mother-in-law who I definitely hated, a particular series of memories came to my mind on the mention of this.This series of events happened during that period when Ines, my sister-in-law, suddenly started to develop a keen interest in cooking, as for why she was so motivated to improve her culinary skills out of the blue that I don't know about, After a series of failed dishes she was getting more desperate with every passing day... That is until she one day miraculously mastered preparing a certain soup, whose name I don't remember, anyways I was generous on the breakfast table that day when endlessly praising her, I even chose to ignore mentioning the fact that such soup shouldn't normally be served on breakfast, yet this sharp-tongued mother-in-law of mine mocked me saying,"you should

"What makes you so horny?" Inaya lowly chuckles in his ears."You, Inaya. You." He replies before starting to peel off her clothes – everything in a matter of a few seconds. "I want to feel you. Make love to you." He says and she burns to hear his words.Then, Inaya pulls away and looks into his eyes, fondly. "Feel me. Make love to me, Hamza. I'm all yours." She breathlessly says. It's true, she was his and whatever he wants to do to her, she'd let him.After hearing her words, Hamza slammed his lips to hers and kisses her hard. She responds with the same intensity and starts to peel off his shirts and pants leaving him naked like her as well.She started to caress his hard-toned body, Hands flew into every part he could reach, as well as her to him. When he pushed her back to the wall, Inaya hissed from the cold but the heat from Hamza's body and touches make her regain the warmth again.When Inaya was pressed to the wall, Hamza bends down to put her breast into his mouth – he sucks,

That family haven't changed, not even a bit, maybe Mr belguassem Filladi had a few more grey strands of hair here and there but my mother-in-law looked like a copy-paste version of her old self, even the manner she extravagantly put on jewelry and fancy clothes inside her own house haven't changed.As for Ines, who is 2 years my junior, she still looked elegantly elegant...and Extremely cold.I haven't yet finished analyzing them when my grandmother jumped to my side and yelled,"you ungrateful granddaughter! How can you let me know of your coming back from the servants? But I'm still happy that you finally had your brain back and you made amends with your husband"I just smiled and hugged that old woman tightly, when we parted from the tight hug we had, we both wiped our tears at the speed of light not to show that we were emotional, I really missed that woman despite everything.Although before I left Hamza she made her stance clear, she will absolutely not come to see me again if I

INAYA -For a moment, may Allah forgive me, I thought he was talking about me, it was exactly like that feeling in school when a teacher is scolding a student with a loud voice and hurtful words, although the teacher isn't directing his words at you the crawling fear and the uncomfortable feeling still haunts you.But my mother-in-law's scornful words confirmed to me that " yes... That which was truly kicked out of the house!""Hamza! How... How dare you!!" The old lady yelled at the top of her lungs.At this point, the shocked look on Lydia's face was priceless... It was so big of an event that even Ines and Mr belguassem left the breakfast table and came towards us at the bottom of the stairs."Hamza... How could you?" Lydia called his name with a broken voice, This time round... it was a real broken voice.You see, since that man always treats me humanly I always forget how ruthless and heartless he is, well... Actually he's been ruthless with me before, that man.He looked at his m