Chapter 40.
Doubts.
"Hello. I'm here to see Hassan Ali Khan." I mumbled to the receptionist who peeked at me and then frowned.
She went back to typing on the screen, then glanced at me again.
"Sir is actually with a client. Do you have an appointment, madam?" The brunette girl with a way too pretty dress and a complexion so clear that I could cry for days asked me.
I bit my lip.
"I'm his wife, do you think I need an appointment?" I replied and a surprised look crossed her face.
I just wasn't sure if it was a nice surprise or a not so nice one.
She suddenly looked a little scared, as if she had pissed me off.
"Oh. I'm sorry. Straight and then to the left mam." She said hurriedly and I gave her another polite smile.
"It's alright, I was just joking. I can wait if he's busy." I told
