Zara’s POV
“Xander, please try to understand…” I tried to speak, my hands slapping Xander's back, my legs dawdling but in a fit of rage, he carried me on his shoulder blade.
I couldn't believe what all happened to me in the hospital. Xander made out with me! Oh Gosh! Why would he do that to me? As far as I knew, he hated me the most or else why would he present the divorce papers for me to sign on the very next morning of our marriage?
I squeezed my eyes shut the moment he clicked the door open and walked outside.
What the f**k? How would the world react on seeing Xander carrying me like that?! Oh God!
“Huh!”
I forced my eyes open on hearing a loud gasp. I realized that we arrived at the receptionist’s desk. I quickly had my eyes scanning the path we walked. Surprisingly the path was
