Chapter 38

Zayate’s POV

Someone knocked on the door.

“Yes?” I said, pulling my head out of the comforter.

“May I come in, ma’am?”

I thought it was Ousmane. “Oumou, why are you bothering me?”

She entered and closed the door. “Are you well?”

“What’s the matter? Did you become a doctor?”

“Oh no, I just wanted to make sure. I saw the broken windows, blood all over the house, the guest room, and on the mattress. I was afraid it was burglars who’d come and hurt Master.”

“No, do you realize, Oumou, that Ousmane wanted to hit me because of that village girl?”

“Is that true, ma’am?”

“Like I said, it was out of anger that he banged on the window.”

“Ahhh!!! So she dared to come back here?”

“No, we met her in a restaurant, and she dared to talk to him. But you know me, I put her back in her place. Does she think she can even talk to my man again?”

“Well, ma’am, you really did the right thing, but it’s not possible. That’s