"Assalamualaykum, wifey. I'm back," he said coming inside, removing his shoes.

I didn't look at him; if I did, I would tear up again.

It hurt.

I swear, even though I said I didn't like him but it hurt.

"Walaykumsalam, welcome. Your food is on the table," I didn't greet him the way I always did.

"Goodnight, I'm tired. I want to go sleep, assalamualaykum." I didn't even waited for him to reply or asked anything before I retracted to my room. I was emotionally and physically drained. I couldn't stay in the same room with him.

I detest lying.

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**Next morning**

"Good morning, sweetheart," he greeted, smiling while coming down.

"Morning," I replied curtly.

"Bye. I'm going to my room. Don't forget to lock the doors while going to your office," I said walking back to my room.

Yusuf POV

What was wrong with Sofia? She never behaved like this.

No smiling, no looking at him. No waiting for him to finish eating, no seeing him off. Something was really wrong.

Reaching the company, he greeted his secretary -Lubaba shortly, before retracting to his office gloomy. Not in the mood to talk, smile or laugh because his angel was not happy with him. He was really in a sour mood.

"Assalamualaykum, I'm back " he cheerfully greeted. If she was angry or upset with him, he knew what would make her smile- chocolate. She was very obsessed with them. Her eyes would light up like a child that was given present on his birthday.

"Ayomi*, I brought you chocolates," he smile widely waiting for his hug but found nothing; he only received silence. (my joy).

What happened?

He sat on the couch and placed her on his t.h.i.g.h while holding her leg- she was resting on his broad c.h.e.s.t.

"Sofia." As he called her by her name, she flinched.

"Olami*, please what have I done wrong? Please, forgive me". He pleaded. (my wealth).

He wasn't himself today at office. He was just snapping at everyone today and had fired almost quarter of his employees. When his wife was sad he too was sad,when she was sick he too was sick.

"Whatever it is that makes you upset, please know that it is not intentional. Please, don't shut me out. I'm nothing without you. You are like the oxygen I breath in". He begged.

" I couldn't smile or even function today when I know my heart is not happy with me. Please, my love, forgive me," his voice broke, a lone tear escaped his eyes.

"Okay, I've heard enough but I want the truth. Please, answer me honestly," her voice shook with suppressed tears.

"Whoever made my girl cry would face my wrath" I vowed to myself. (Little did he knows that he was the cause of her tears.)

She cleaned the traces of tears on her face and faced me with determination. "Who were you talking to yesterday at your office?" She asked tipped lips.

" Client. I told you yesterday, I had an important meeting," he responded calmly.

She stood up aggressively and poked his c.h.e.s.t. He'd  never see her behave like that but wow she was hot.

Her nose flared up,"You, liar!" she screamed.

"What do you mean?" He was surprised with her attitude. Him, liar? What have he done wrong? He looked at her gently with affection and adoration.

"Don't look me like that! You are a cheater, deceiver. I came to your office yesterday to give you your medicine that you forgot at home but upon reaching your office. I opened the door and I saw you and your important client hugging each other intimately. No, I didn't want to believe it but you came home yesterday with a print of lips on your shirt," she screamed out while crying, shaking furiously.

"You lied then you came home. You never rejected my food; you never call me by my name; you never go to office without kissing my forehead. But because of that important client-she is better than me?!" she shouted at him while gesturing to her forehead.

He was shocked with her revelations, he studied her. She knew he never used her food to play.

She was crying too much and it was hurting him. He didn't know what to do- he hugged her tightly and let her thrashed and sobbed on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry love, that wasn't what happened. After the client left, she came and started crying telling me about her father's death. I was just trying to comfort her, that was all" he replied.

" Please, forgive me" he hated to know he was the one hurting her when he vowed not to.

She was still hiccupping, before she asked. "Then who was she?" she asked looking at me in the eyes with get red puffy face.

"My ex," I replied.

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