One night with Ex-Husband

Sharon's Date Night

Every day Sharon used to drop Maira at her home since it was on her way; however, as Elijah planned for a date, Maira was looking for a cab.

“Maira, how are you going home?" Sharon asked. 

“I'll book a cab. You guys should get going now," Maira replied while checking for a cab in an app.

“We can drop you. It won't be a problem for us," Elijah joined them.

“It's ok, this is not the first time I am traveling alone."

Meanwhile, Sharon and Elijah bid her goodbye; Maira was notified that Abram asked her to meet him.

“Now, what does he want," she huffed.

“Ms. Noor, I am sorry to bother you, but I need some data urgently," Abram said without glancing at her and working on his laptop.

“I need the customer satisfaction report for the last quarter, I hate to say this, but you have only 30 minutes to pull the data."

“30 minutes are too little of time. I need to run a program to retrieve millions of customer feedback for the last 3 months," Maira said in exasperation.

Abram stopped typing and raked his hair in annoyance. He rubbed his forehead, contemplating, suddenly he asked Maira, “When two can pull the data and create a report, what's the minimum time it will take?"

“Maybe less than 2 hours," Maira replied in her professional tone.

“Is there anyone else from your team available right now?"

“No, they all left for the day," Maira replied.

“Ok, you go back and start pulling the data," Abram said while continuing with his work.

Maira wanted to retort, but before that, Abram added, “If it was not urgent, I wouldn't have asked you; anyway, I will also work along with you."

What does he know about creating reports? He was a restaurant owner, Maira thought.

Maira was lost in her thought when Abram asked her again, “Is there a problem?" She abruptly blurts out, “Do you even know how to pull data and create a report?" the next second, she froze and mentally slapped herself.

What the hell? How does it matter to me?

Abram stopped typing and looked at flushed Maira. “On a second thought, get your laptop over here," he said before adding, “On your way, ask housekeeping to get me a coffee. I hope you remember how I want it, black coffee, no milk, no sugar."

Asshole, she cursed him inwardly.

“What was that? By any chance, are you cursing me, Ms. Noor?" he smirked while saying.

Asshole, she again cursed.

“No, Mr. Ali, how could I," she said, giving a plastered smile.

“So get going then, unless you want to spend the night in the office,” with that, he waved angrily at Maira off.

Reluctant Maira had to sit with him in his cabin. However, she was surprised to see his professional side. Although he was an asshole, he was very dedicated to his work. 

“Are you done checking me out?" Abram said all of a sudden without looking at Maira.

You wish, Maira mentally rolled her eyes.

Maira chooses not to answer him and continues with her work. Only she knows how petrified she was from inside to be with him and the memories of their passionate night flashing before her. On the other hand, Abram could feel his bulge throbbing between his thighs whenever Maira was tossing her falling hair. 

For an hour, they worked in silence; only the clicking of keyboard buttons was audible. All Maira wanted to do was finish the work as soon as possible and leave; however, she was facing a problem with coding the file. Seeing her annoyed, Abram walked over to her and looked at her laptop. Abram leaned over her and said, “line 35 of the program, change the syntax, and hit enter."

When Maira did, the program gave the required result and created the report for her.

She exclaimed in joy, “How did you know that?” and turned towards Abram only to notice his face was just an inch away from her and he was staring at her. 

“Just so you know, running a restaurant was my passion, but before that, I worked as an analyst too, 18 months of our marriage, and you don't even know your husband," it was more disappointing than sarcasm.

Maira was speechless, but their moment was interrupted by Elijah's call. 

She blessed him for calling at the right time while Abram felt the opposite; he cursed him for spoiling their moment. He wanted to say something more to her, but making an excuse for a call, she quickly moved away from him.

Elijah called to check whether she reached home or not. This gesture made a stir in Abram's heart. However, what irked him the most was the smile she had while talking to Elijah; Abram was unaware that Sharon was on the other side of the call and was chattering about Elijah's unknown romantic side. Soon, her joy turned into scorn.

“What do you mean you are alone with him?" Sharon yelled, making Maira pull away from her phone from her ear while Elijah was cooling her down. When Maira felt a gaze on her back, she excused herself from the cabin and went out to speak in private.

“Sharon, calm the hell done now," Maira snapped at her enraged friend.

“Fine," though Sharon was taken aback by her, she chose to act snobbish.

“I can handle this; sooner or later, I have to. Are we good?" hearing her confidence, Sharon didn't retort; however, after Maira ended the call, she turned to Elijah and said, “Remember I told you about being a badass b***h, she took it seriously, she snapped at me, can you believe that?"

“Yes, I can. Let her fight this on her own. We will always be there for her."

When Maira returned to the cabin, she was smiling, thinking about Sharon's reaction; however, it looked like Elijah made her smile to Abram.

Is he the reason that she changed all of a sudden? Abram thought while looking at Maira.

“Who is he?" he blurts out.

Maira's smile faded hearing Abram, and she frowned, “Excuse me?"

“Excused. Who was on the call?" Abram said.

She rolled her eyes and continued to work. She chose not to answer. Maira was a girl who believed silence is better than unnecessary drama in life. Even during their marriage, whenever there was an argument, she would remain silent. Firstly, it would avoid unnecessary complications, and secondly, it would spare her the guilt of hurting others with her words. But this trait of hers was something Abram never liked; to him, it looked like her arrogance.

Taking her silence as her arrogance, Abram marched towards her, turned her chair towards himself, and leaned, “Who was on that call, Maira?"

Her heart beats rapidly with his sudden action and his breath fanning her face. She shivered when she saw a rage in his eyes.

“That Mr. Ali is none of your concern," she replied with a rasping breath.

“Answer me, dammit, or you will not like what I will do next," Abram thundered with a short breath in between the words.

Maira was frightened, and to make matters worse, she was alone with him. This was it, she thought.

“So be it then, he was one of my clients," Maira replied. She was scared of him at that time, but she was more hurt by his behavior.

He grabbed her neck on hearing her reply, but the next second loosen it when she said, “Isn't that what a w***e should do, Mr. Ali?"

He lowered his head and moved away from her. He was still angry at her for talking to Elijah, but he felt remorse when she repeated his words. That day he never meant to call her a w***e, but it was his possessive beast who got enraged with jealousy when he saw other men in the club drooling over her.

He rubbed his temple while Maira coughed, taking a deep breath. Before she could balance her breathing, he said, “Get out, right now."

She felt humiliated. First, he called her for the reports, and no reason yelled at her for talking to her friend, and when she repeated his words, he shoved her out.

She didn't wait for a second, grabbed her laptop, and left. Who does he think he is? I am not his toy that he could play with whenever he wants to; she was fuming.

In her fury, she lost track of the time and distance she traveled. When she came to her senses, she noticed she was already on the main road, away from her office and the place looked almost deserted. To her luck, she got a cab and boarded it. Oblivious to Maira, Abram was quietly following her and hailed a taxi for her. Call it his possessiveness or gentleness, he interrogated the cab driver before sending it to Maira. He followed her, and once she reached her home, he turned his car.