Chapter 235. Divorce

What Irtaza did was his attribute; he reflected his own self. Whatever he did was on him. Though he had punished her too for playing with his feelings, it still didn't remove that guilt from her heart. She didn't know why.

She was a very kind-hearted person—hurting someone physically was one thing, but hitting someone's weak point was something she had never expected from herself. It made her loathe herself. It still made her feel guilty, even though that guilt was never removed from her heart in the first place.

"Answer, señorita."

"I...I..." She wanted to utter a "sorry," but her guilt didn’t let her.

"I've got an honest answer now."

"I didn’t mea—"

"I've already done a lot with you, Zahra. You should not sound sorry," he muttered and left the table before giving a peck on her lips.

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"I don't know, but it matters to me a lot," she said, looking toward the beautiful moon. They were both on the terrace, the sky twinkling with stars