A day at Ibrahim's house is extremely difficult for her. She was bored no matter how hard she tried to find something to do. This house is big, but she couldn't find anything to keep herself entertained. It's so suffocating that she has no one to talk to because maids are sacred to her. She wondered how Ibrahim managed to live alone in this house. She decided to spend her time in the garden, goofing around to pass the time."Auntie" Anna called the maid, the same one who welcomed them yesterday. She has a glass of orange juice. She is really dumbfounded as to why her head is always bowed down, as she doesn’t dare look at Anna."May I ask you a question?" Anna inquired.The maid raised her head to look at Anna. "Indeed, Miss Saunders."Anna smiled as she patted the seat next to her. "I don't understand, why are you so reverent of me? Do I look ugly or strange?" She inquired, intrigued.In fear, the maid bowed to her, again. "Certainly not, Miss Saunders." She responded. Anna is more be

"Jessica." When Anna saw the lady in front of her house, her lips curled up."Hello, Miss Saunders." Jessica smiled politely at her as well.Anna laughed every time when she heard someone in the house refer to her as Miss Saunders. She's never been Ibrahim's wife but the way they address her reminds her of her misery. "Come in," said Anna.Jessica and Anna walked towards the living room, and Anna invited her to take a seat. "I'll ask someone to make you some tea," said Anna.Jessica intervened quickly. "You don't have to, I won't be long."Anna gave her a look. So, what brings her here? Ibrahim isn't home. He hasn't returned home in two days, which drives Anna crazy. She doesn't care about his life, but leaving his wife for two days without notice is too much for a newlywed couple."It was Mr. Saunders who sent me here." Jessica stated.Anna rolled her eyes in annoyance at the mention of his name. upset? Of Course she is. Who wouldn’t when her husband hadn’t returned home after their

“Are you the guardian of Miss. Anna Rae?”Ibrahim stood up from his seat when a doctor approached him. He was wrought up, his muscles were tense indicating that he is worried and anxious."I'm her husband," Ibrahim informed the doctor. "How's her condition?" he inquired impatiently."She fainted due to sudden shock. It may not be dangerous, but if it occurs frequently, it may lead to an anxiety disorder. I recommend that you admit her to the hospital for one night." The doctor clarified.Ibrahim breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that she was fine. "Can I see her?" he inquired.The doctor gave a nod. "Please be quiet as she needs to rest, and if she wakes up, please call me right away."Ibrahim nodded, as if he had comprehended what the doctor instructed. Before the doctor left, he thanked him. He reached for the doorknob and turned it open. He doesn't understand why his heart breaks when he sees Anna's pale face. Her face is as white as paper, and it pains him to see her lying

A loud engine roared could be heard as Ibrahim increased his motorcycle speed. He's going faster than the speed limit, but he doesn't seem to care about it. He has no idea why his frigid heart started to beat again. It is an agonizing feeling, not a happy one. He tried everything he could to forget his past. Why did that girl seem to be rubbing salt on his wound? He sought to shield himself, thinking that no one could hurt him if he did, but he was mistaken. He is still in pain, even now. Ibrahim kept riding his motorcycle at high speeds and drove up in the middle of the cold night. It's autumn, and winter is on its way, but the cold seems insignificant in comparison to the wound inside his heart. He needed something to divert his attention away from his own thoughts. He knew he couldn't keep bothering Alan, and unleashing his rage on celerity was the only thing that came to mind. He has no idea how far he has traveled on his motorcycle. He doesn't care if he gets fined for going ov

Just as Leo and his son were leaving, she noticed a familiar car entering from the front gate. It's Ibrahim. She took her bag and walked over to the passenger seat. She expected Ibrahim to ask her how her first day went or something related to her job, but she was wrong in that assumption. Ibrahim's face was expressionless, and he didn't say anything when she got into the car. It's strange. When he dropped her off in the morning, he was not like this.“Are you all right?” she inquired.Ibrahim didn’t feel like replying to her, so he just nodded his head. His face really shows that he is upset.Anna doesn’t get it. What’s happening to him? Is there any problem related to his job? She feels uncomfortable.“You go down first. I'll have to park the car in the garage.” Ibrahim spoke coldly and continued to ignore Anna's presence.Anna sighed and realized how bipolar this guy is. He was fine this morning, but now he looked frustrated. She didn't want to respond, so she got out of his car. S