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Chapter 143, Rami's Dairies Part 18.
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It's 3 AM, and I still can't sleep. Tomorrow is my wedding day, and I'm so nervous that my stomach won't stop grumbling. I only have five hours to try to get some sleep, but I just can't relax. My whole life was turned upside down in a matter of a few weeks. Thirty days ago, I was a homeless girl living in my car with no job. Then I heard that a well-known company was looking for a secretary. I was not expecting to get the job; surprisingly, I passed, and they hired me immediately.After a couple of days, my boss called me into his office. I found him scrolling on his phone. When he noticed that I was standing before him, he showed me what he was looking at—it was an article about him. I've seen many articles like this; they keep spreading rumors about him. My boss is the young CEO of one of the biggest tech companies in the world, so it's not shocking that many news agencies are desperate to learn the tiniest piece of information about him. On my first day, I heard them saying that
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"Excuse me?" he asked as he turned to me with a perplexed look on his face. I tried to compose myself. I took a deep breath and said, "I can't marry you like this. I have no guarantees for my future. I can't waste time with you knowing that you might just throw me away when you're done with me!"He rolled his eyes at me and let out a loud sigh. "Seriously? I know what you're doing. You're trying to take advantage of the situation that everyone is here. What is it that you want? Is the four million not enough for you? Do you want me to pay you in advance?"I shook my head and said, "No, it's not about the money. I need to feel that I can trust you. I don't even know you, and you want me to just marry you? Give me your word that you won't just abandon me when this is over. I don't want to be treated like this, to be ordered around all the time!"We fell silent for a few seconds, then he spoke up and said, "Okay, let's make a new deal. I'll give you a monthly allowance so you don't have
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The soft rays of morning sunlight streamed through the sheer curtains, gently coaxing me from my slumber. I stirred, blinking against the brightness as the events of the previous day flooded back—my wedding, the celebration, and the whirlwind of emotions that had accompanied it.As I sat up, still wrapped in the warmth of the blankets, a light knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. The door opened slightly, and one of the maids peeked in with a warm smile. “Good morning, Mrs. Rami,” she said cheerfully. “Breakfast is ready whenever you are.”“Thank you,” I replied, my voice still thick with sleep. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and took a moment to gather myself before standing.After a quick shower and changing into a light dress, I made my way downstairs, where the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and baked pastries filled the air. Rami was already seated at the grand dining table, his attention divided between his phone and the newspaper spread out before him.“Morning,
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I was sprawled on the couch, a Spanish textbook open on my lap, trying to wrap my mind around the difference between "ser" and "estar." Rami had insisted I learn some Spanish and French for our upcoming business trips, and while I appreciated the push, I felt like I was drowning in verb conjugations. The afternoon sun streamed through the window, casting a warm glow over the room, but it did little to ease the tension coiling in my stomach.Just as I was about to give up and scroll through my phone instead, one of the maids knocked lightly on the door. "Miss Dema, you have a visitor," she said, her tone polite but somewhat cautious.A visitor? I glanced at the clock-who could it be? My heart raced as I pushed myself off the couch, smoothing down my hair and adjusting my shirt. I opened the door, and there she stood.The girl who walked in was stunning-young, rich, and effortlessly stylish, with perfectly tousled hair and a designer outfit that screamed money. She looked like she had j
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As I stepped onto the tarmac, the sun glinted off the sleek surface of the private jet. My eyes widened as I glanced back at Rami, a mix of excitement and trepidation swirling within me. This was a world I had only glimpsed from afar, a world of private jets and high-stakes deals."Ready for this?" he asked, offering a reassuring smile.I nodded, a hint of a smile breaking through my nervousness. We settled into the plush leather seats as the engines roared to life, and within moments, we were soaring above the clouds, leaving my usual life far behind. The flight was smooth, the view breathtaking. I stole glances out the window, mesmerized by the ever-changing landscape below.When we landed in Barcelona, the vibrant city welcomed us with its warm Mediterranean air. I felt a surge of adrenaline as we made our way to the meeting venue. The stakes were high; this meeting could significantly impact Ram's business, and I was suddenly acutely aware of the pressure."Dema," he said as we en
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The clatter of pots and pans echoed through the cavernous kitchen of the mansion. Steam curled from the wok, teasing my nostrils with the enticing aroma of sizzling vegetables. I stirred the rice, a practiced rhythm guiding my movements.Rami's voice startled me. "Dema? What on earth are you doing?"He stood in the doorway, an amused curve to his lips. "We have a chef, remember? You shouldn't be slaving away in the kitchen.". "I wanted to cook tonight. It's… relaxing."He chuckled, shaking his head. "Relaxing? You call this relaxing? Look at you, covered in sweat. You should be investing your time in more productive pursuits. Learning a new language, perhaps? Or preparing for that charity gala with my mother next week."His words stung. Was cooking not productive? Was it beneath me, a woman of leisure? I felt a flicker of resentment, quickly suppressed."I enjoy cooking," I insisted, my voice firm. "It's a way for me to express myself, to create something beautiful."Rami raised an e
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I traced the lines of my notes from the Barcelona meeting, the memory of the vibrant city still lingering. Rami's presentation had been electric, his passion for sustainable energy palpable. I vividly recalled the moment he announced the partnership with that major tourism company – they were going to pilot his company's cutting-edge technology, showcasing its capabilities to a global audience. It was a brilliant move, a real-world test bed for their innovations, and a powerful marketing strategy.My phone buzzed, startling me. It was Rami. "Dema, are you free to come by the office today? I'd love to introduce you to the team."A wave of excitement, tinged with a healthy dose of nervous anticipation, washed over me. This was it. The first step towards making this ambitious project a reality. I could already envision the impact – not just on the environment, but on the tourism industry itself.I quickly gathered my things, a surge of nervous energy replacing the initial thrill. Meeting
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Just when I thought I had things under control, reality snapped me out of my dreams.This week has been the most stressful week of my life. I've been studying, I got a whole makeover, and I've been taking etiquette classes. Why am I doing this? The real question is, who am I doing this for? The obvious answer is Rami, my husband; however, the person behind my agony, the one who is currently torturing me, is none other than my mother-in-law. She is, without a doubt, the most poisonous, vicious, and cruelest woman I've ever met in my whole life!When I first met her on our wedding day, she seemed like a decent woman. She had a sweet smile, introduced me to everyone, and treated me well. After our wedding, she took me shopping and horse riding; we had a nice bonding time. I genuinely wanted to build a mother-daughter relationship with her. I was looking forward to bonding with her. I don't know why, but she just suddenly flipped!One day, she called me and invited me to a tea party she w
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My whole life, I’ve known that people liked me—not for who I was, but for where I came from. Growing up, I attended an elite international school, the kind reserved for the children of diplomats, CEOs, and old-money heirs. It was a world of polished hallways and whispered connections, where last names carried more weight than personalities. My parents never let me forget my privilege. "You deserve only the best," they would say, as if excellence were an inheritance rather than something earned. Their words were laced with unspoken rules Only associate with those who match your status. Never lower yourself. Remember who you are.But the irony was suffocating. Even among the privileged, I was treated differently—like some kind of crown prince in a kingdom of lesser nobles. At first, I thought it was because of my family’s wealth, or maybe my father’s influence in certain circles. But the truth was far more transactional. The other children didn’t befriend me; they were assigned to me. T
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After the storm of anger subsided, the crushing weight of realization settled over me. What had I done? The question echoed in my mind, relentless and suffocating. I had lost control—completely, unforgivably. And now, I had to fix it. But how? This wasn’t just anyone—this was her. My wife. The woman who had stood by me through every hardship, whose laughter had been my solace, whose touch had been my anchor. And I had struck her. A hard, unforgiving slap—one fueled by a rage I didn’t even recognize in myself. The moment my hand connected with her skin, something inside me shattered. I had never been the kind of man who concerned himself with the emotions of others. If I wronged someone, so what? If they resented me, it was their problem, not mine. I moved through life untouched, unbothered. But this… this was different. This wasn’t some stranger, some acquaintance whose feelings I could dismiss. This was the woman I loved. The other half of my soul. Why had I done it? The questi
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For the longest time, I truly believed our marriage was perfect—or at least, that it should have been. I thought love was simple: give her gifts, smile at her, and she’ll be happy. I told myself that if I loved her deeply, that was enough. After all, shouldn’t love mean acceptance? Shouldn’t she love me for who I am, flaws and all? But I was wrong. Looking back, I realize now how little effort I truly put into nurturing our relationship. I took her presence for granted, assuming that as long as I cared for her in my own way, she would stay content. I didn’t see the cracks forming between us—the quiet disappointments, the unspoken frustrations. Love isn’t just about feeling; it’s about doing, about showing up every day in ways that matter to the other person. And I failed at that. One of the biggest issues between us was how I acted around other women. She tried, more than once, to tell me how much it hurt her—the way I laughed too easily at their jokes, the way my friendliness som
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Dema was incredible today. She spoke with confidence, delivered her best performance, and impressed everyone at the meeting. I’ve never been prouder of her. Though I could tell she was nervous, she didn’t stutter or hesitate—not even once. Afterward, I teased her about it just to mess with her, but the truth is, she was absolutely amazing. Following the meeting, I treated everyone to dinner. It was a fun and enjoyable time, but what I really wanted was to unwind alone with my brilliant, lovely wife. So we retreated to our hotel room and spent the rest of the night together—just the two of us. "I’ll take you shopping tomorrow," I told her later, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "Get you whatever you want—designer dress, shoes, a new bag. Name it, it’s yours." She laughed softly, shaking her head. "Actually, I’ve decided to stop buying top brands. I’m boycotting."I blinked. "Boycotting? Since when?" "Since I realized how much waste they produce, how they exploit wo
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Dema hadn’t been sleeping well. I noticed it almost immediately—the dark circles under her eyes, the way her hands trembled slightly when she reached for her coffee in the mornings, the distant look in her gaze as if she were somewhere else entirely. It had been a full week of this, and it was eating away at her. She was exhausted, barely able to focus at work, jumping at the smallest noises. I hated seeing her like this. One morning, after catching her staring blankly at her computer screen for the third time in an hour, I pulled her aside. "Dema," I said, keeping my voice low, "if you need a break, take it. No one’s going to blame you." She hesitated, chewing on her bottom lip the way she always did when she was torn between pride and necessity. But eventually, she nodded. She went home that day, and I hoped—maybe foolishly—that rest would be enough. When I got back that evening, she was sitting on the couch, her knees pulled up to her chest, her fingers wrapped tightly around a
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The first time I said "I love you" to her was during our honeymoon. We were in a café by the beach when it started raining, and in that moment, everything felt magical—the most magical moment of my life. The words came out so spontaneously, so naturally, as if they’d been waiting forever to be said. I never knew love could be this easy. If I had, I would’ve searched the whole earth to find it. But I suppose I’m the luckiest man in the world—love didn’t make me chase it; it simply walked into my life, it walked in my company in jeans, and I didn’t have to suffer to have it.The first time I saw her sick, she looked so vulnerable—adorable, like a little kitten. I didn’t want to leave her side, but I had work the next day, so I slept in another room. Later, I realized how much it hurt her. I wish she had slapped me, knocked some sense into me back then. I was selfish. No—I’ve always been selfish.I take what I want and turn away, never learning to truly consider others. Growing up, t
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Before we boarded the plane to the Maldives, I knew I had to do something—something to show Dema that this wasn’t just a contract anymore. That she wasn’t just an arrangement to me. Not after everything we’d been through. Our wedding had been traditional, simple. No rings, no grand declarations—just signatures and obligations. Back then, I hadn’t thought much of it. But now? Now, the thought of her not wearing my ring, not having something that screamed mine in the way my heart had already claimed her, felt wrong. So I went to the most exclusive jeweler in the city. I didn’t just want a ring—I wanted the right ring. The one that would make her breath catch, the one that would make her eyes light up the way they did when she was genuinely happy. The saleswoman showed me countless designs, but the moment I saw it—a stunning, elegant piece with a diamond that caught the light like fire—I knew. This was Dema’s ring.I imagined sliding it onto her finger, the weight of it against her s
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It was August fifth.We had our first real fight—not just an argument, but a heated clash where we said ugly things to each other. I know I hurt her feelings, and I owed her an apology. I made sure to make that right. Looking back, I’m still not entirely sure what started it. The fight happened two days after a barbecue at my uncle’s house with my family. Most of the party, I was with my cousins, laughing and catching up. I assumed she was having a good time too, chatting with my mom and aunts—but apparently, she wasn’t. When we got home, she told me one of my cousins had been rude to her, even making mean comments, and that my mom hadn’t been kind either. At the time, I hadn’t noticed anything wrong. I told her they didn’t mean any harm, that she might be overreacting—but I realize now how that must have sounded. I was trying to lighten the mood, not dismiss her feelings. I took her out, hoping to distract her, but it didn’t work. Frustrated, I lost my patience and called her a
