Chapter 180. Dutiful Wife

Anxiousness was radiating off her in waves as she found her bottom lip shivering. She could feel his heated gaze on her. Her tongue had gone dry, throat parched, and more so when she felt him nearing her.

"Sir... Shehryaar... sir... don't do this... no... I need money... don't do this," she began to utter gibberish when she saw him coming toward her. He came and stood near her as she tried to hide in the wall. He held her arms.

"No... sir... sir... not this... I'm a pious girl... never touched by anyone... no sir," she was crying her eyes out while trying to set herself free from him.

"Sheharzaad!" he shook her body, but she was shaking her head, reiterating those sentences and crying.

"Sheharzaad!" he suddenly shouted, making her body shiver profusely.

Her vision began to blur.

He screamed at me... he is displeased with me... he will send me to the cell again?

She thought.

And shook her head to herself while looking at him.