All Chapters of Let Me Hate You: Chapter 31 - Chapter 39

“Fuck!”Amaan slumped on the bed with his elbows on his knees and clasped hands before his lips. Locking Asmaira away was the only way for him to calm himself down and think through.The fire of hatred that started seeing Asmaira in Raina’s look made him take the drastic step. He had been verbal to her with his warning, but seeing her nonchalant, he had to threaten her in a different way. However, what he didn’t expect was finding her squirm beneath him half-naked would only lead him to lose himself.The anger should have been extinguished after seeing her broken form. If anything, it intensified and irked at his emotions going haywire for a woman who brought agony to Raina in her dying moment. He swatted the night lamp on the ground. With his chest heaving with untamed fury, he clutched the duvet and ripped it. The bedsheet and the pillows met the same ending. He doesn’t know what was making him feral, but the thought he was about to force Asmaira made him feel like a sexual predator

“Y-Yes,” Mehwish’s stutter confirms Feriha’s suspicion. Rodriguez subtly disappeared from the scene and instructed his team to clear the premises. As a loyal subordinate, he read the room and gave privacy to the family.  “And what did Asmaira reply?” Feriha took a few steps towards her, emanating her intense aura. The last fiasco in the Gala hasn’t been sorted, and she found her daughter at the center of another. “S-She….” Mehwish glanced at Amaan only to see realization drawing up on him. “If you

Aslan glanced at his brother from the driving seat through the rearview mirror. He could read how much he was trying to suppress his turmoil with the way his vein was popping over the side of his neck. He sighs and glances sideways at his father who seemed to notice the same. When they got a lead about Asmaira and were called to identify her, their first thought was to leave Amaan behind, but when he volunteered to come along, Salar couldn’t deny it. Although Amaan was responsible for the mess, one look at his remorseful eyes told him he was broken from the inside. And as a father, he couldn’t let his son suffer by adding more to his misery and denying him the respite. It was one such instance where he went against Feriha, who didn’t want Amaan to be around Asmaira, even around a radius of a few meters. Seeing Amaan’s hand trembling, Aslan took the steering wheel and drove them to the police station. As soon as it came into view, Amaan sucked in a shaking breath feeling shame seepin

Amaan glanced at Asmaira, who was busy entertaining Kabir with the outside view of the car and shook his head at her lack of questioning. On the other hand, Asmaira was happy to see Amaan putting in the effort to spend as much time as possible with Kabir. It was as if he was doubling the effort to compensate for his one-year absence. As long as Kabir was happy and would get to grow up in a complete family, she was willing to do everything, including sharing the bed or a meal. Her smile dropped, noticing a familiar route but she didn’t ponder over the thought. However, the closer they got, the more worried she was. It was not that she was afraid, but she didn’t want to open the can of worms.“Where are we going?” she couldn’t help but ask, to which Amaan smiled. They both knew where they were going. He didn’t want to expose her, but it was also true that he didn’t want her to run away. Things she had to let go of to keep one promise to her dead sister. He wanted to return it to her.

“Asmaira,” Amaan sighed. “I can’t do this, Amaan.”“You have faced a more difficult situation than attending a college mid-semester,” he said, taking Kabir from her.Amaan came home early to surprise Asmaira with the news of her admission into another college. Another one on the list of sacrifices she had to make because of him and Raina. Finding Asmaira playing with Kabir on the lawn, he passed her the document to sign.“I still would have said no if it was my old college. I lost one year and would look like a fool to take a semester again with juniors,” she replied, bile rising at the thought of people gawking at her.“I knew you would say that. That’s why I transferred you to a new college. You have already learned the subjects but couldn’t take the exams. It will be a piece of cake. Just a few months to spare, and then you will be busy with your thesis in your last semester. Don’t have to go to the college,”What he was asking her was way more difficult than facing Mehwish. Sudde