"What if she doesn t?" He said again, pouring the milk into it.
"You have no other choice but to divorce me for peace to reign, right? You love your wife or girlfriend and would love to stay with her at all cost. But why isn t she here with you all this while?"She asked, and Mujaheed dropped the whisk he was holding and turned to face her.
"I don t care about what anyone will say to me about you, Fareeda. And even if my wife wants me to divorce you, I wouldn t be able to do for her. I'd be selfish at that."
She gasped and palmed her mouth, "That means you have a wife?! Oh my god! Where has she been all this while and you ve never spoken about her, Nana doesn t know about her either, she would have told me."