Chapter 272

“We can’t hide it from Moosa. He needs to know that this child isn’t his,” Afsheen’s voice came, firm but trembling slightly with worry. Afsheen was already consumed with concern for her daughter, and now this news added an unbearable weight, threatening not just Roshanay’s happiness but also Moosa’s future and the stability of the family. Her mind raced, trying to process the magnitude of the situation, thinking of all the potential consequences that could arise if this truth came out improperly.

If Moosa did not accept that child, he would always consider it an illegitimate, a stain on his family, a bastard who had no claim to honor or legacy. It would tarnish Roshanay’s sanctity in front of other people’s eyes, her respect and dignity as a wife jeopardized, and her standing in the family and society questioned. The shame and whispers that could follow would haunt them for years.

And if Moosa accepted the child, then it would mean that, if it was a son, he would be the