Chapter 197. I Belong to You

With a mixture of fear, anxiety, and her heart thumping rapidly in her chest like a drum echoing in the silence, she wondered if he could hear it too. She walked over to his room. He had hung up the phone, unlocked the door, and accompanied her to his room.

The fear of why he had called her weighed heavily on her, causing her mind to fill with anticipation, making her breaths come in quick and shallow gasps.

When she finally reached his door, she hesitated before softly knocking. She heard a thick, "Come in." She pushed the door open slowly, and there he was, sitting on the sofa. Her gaze instinctively drifted to the glass of wine on the table, which told her he had been drinking. She stood there, fiddling with the ends of her dupatta nervously as she realized this was not just a casual meeting.

"Come here," he said in his usual rough voice, patting the sofa beside him. She gulped but moved over to sit next to him. She could sense the anger radiating off him, and a