Semua Bab His Widow : Bab 131 - Bab 140

The air inside the car was suffocating. Tension thickened like a storm about to break, drowning her in helplessness. Her small, trembling hands joined together as she sobbed. “Please.” He didn’t look at her. Didn’t even acknowledge her. Like she was nothing. "Please don’t do this,” her v

The car slowed to a halt. The air between them was thick, heavy with unspoken words and the weight of inevitability. He pushed the door open and stepped out with calculated ease, his movements slow but deliberate. Walking around the car, he pulled open her door. She sat there, unmoving, her shoulder

Asha’s POV**** Lifting my head, I saw him. Unlike me, wrapped in traditionals, he stood in a crisp white shirt tucked neatly into black pants. His hair was combed back, though a few strands had fallen forward, softening the sharpness of his features. He looked so composed, so unaffected, while my w

Her eyes fell on the sacred thread around her neck—the nuptial chain. Her fragile fingers took it in hand as she examined it with longing eyes. This was the second time she was married, wasn't it? The irony? She was married to her dead husband's stepbrother. Both of them shared a common aim: dest

That alone was enough to bring tears of rage to my eyes. As I stepped down the staircase, I forced myself to really look at the house for the second time. The first time was right after he married me and dragged me here—when my vision was too clouded with tears to see anything. Now, I stood still