Haron didn’t bother hiding his scorn for Alex—he let it spill openly. His voice boomed across the hall.
“Isn’t this your runaway husband? The same man who abandoned you, refused to take responsibility for your child, and left you to suffer? A lowlife nonetheless. What is he doing here, in this hall?”
Kate immediately spoke up, her voice steady but respectful.
“Sir, it was all a misunderstanding. He was swept away by the war, and we lost contact. He is back now. Please… accept him.”
Haron sneered, his lip curling.
“Ha! Of course. He knew how gullible you are, and now he feeds you excuses. You would actually fall for this? He should be thrown out of here immediately.”
“Sir, I told you,” Kate pressed, bowing her head. “We have resolved everything between us. Please don’t speak of it any
