Chapter Fourty three

Celina stared at him for a while.

"What kind of question is that? Surely I'm not the only one you've met here today. Few seconds ago you had so many fans shouting your name. Why am I the only one this ridiculous question is directed to?" she asked and he stared at her in shock. Was a girl really talking so boldly to him?! He had expected her to squirm and melt at his extremely charming looks, but she didn't seem to react to his handsomeness. This was really a first for him, and he was really taken aback.

Sultan knew what he was trying to do, and it made his blood boil. He narrowed his gaze and clenched his fists in agitation. The veins in his hands had become more visible. Even though Celina had rejected his love, he still had strong feelings for her. The past two years that passed had them walking past each other and looking over their shoulders when the other person wasn't looking. They missed those days when they were close friends.