Chapter 50. The Jealous Husband

She held the rails tight, as her brain screams jump. Bushra always knew she wasn’t the only one that randomly has these thoughts to just jump off a cliff or from a high building. Could she be afraid of heights? But she was so close to the rails, looking down and she didn’t feel anything —except the part where her brain was constantly telling her to jump off and end things. At least it was better than living with a man referred to as her husband at the tip of the tongue but not essentially what people think.

Bushra lets out a long breath. She was already tired, and they still had nine months before the contract expires. And in the meantime, she has to deal with his mischiefs and approaches. She heaved a sigh when the thought of the dinner they had together earlier crossed her mind.

After Isha, she was in the dining area, by herself and enjoying her dinner when he came in. It looked like he took a shower as he was wearing a knee length khaki trouser and a white crew