Iblis entered the bookstore to witness his wife weeping over something her friends had said to feel his heart squeezing. There was a part in him that wanted to get answers to all the suspicions Yodhya had created, but there was a greater part in him that wanted to embrace her in his arms and ensure her that everything will be fine. The husband in him wanted to overcome the prince who had duties which he had to shrug off.
‘I want to go home!’ He heard Yodhya sobbing clutching a bookshelf in the rough grasp as he felt something within him broke. Iblis covered the havoc of emotions with a nonchalant face as he sauntered inside and announced his presence with a smirk in his voice, an arrogant one. ‘You can, Zawjah! You can.’ He said catching Yodhya and her companion off guard who shifted awa
