Chapter 183. Fake Apologies

It was 3 p.m. Nobody entered the room, and she didn't dare leave. The thought never crossed her mind. There was an eerie silence in the haveli, and she could feel it without even leaving her room. It was because of what had happened in the morning. The drama which Shehryaar created. Sheharzaad's eyes were roaming here and there in the room. Suddenly, the telephone beside her rang, breaking her trance. She looked at it with terrified eyes. She couldn't forget what happened when she picked up the telephone last time. But it rang continuously. Getting distressed, she at last picked up the call.

“Please... st..op bothering me. I do..not k..now who you are," she uttered, stuttering badly.

“What took you so long to receive my call, sweetheart?” His voice drawled upon her ears.

“Sheh...rya..ar,” she pronounced his name with great difficulty.

“What are you doing, my little lady?” He asked in a casual tone.

“Nothing much,” she replied almost immediately.

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