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ERICA'S POV:-
"Is Natasha Malik your wife?" I asked and he stared at me with wide eyes and mouth agape.
"Yes, how do you know that?" He asked me as soon as he recovered from the shock I had given him. I signalled me Ali and he guided everyone out of the meeting room.
"I have met her a long time ago." I replied as soon as everyone was out of the meeting room.
"How is she?" He asked me. I could see longing for his wife in his eyes.
"She is fine. She is just waiting for you." I replied.
"I have been waiting for her too. But she never came." He said.
" She is just afraid of you." I replied.
"If I knew where she is, I would have just gotten her back to her home. I can't live without her." He replied with teary eyes. That squeezed my heart.
"I know where she is. I can take you there." I replied.
"Really, you would do that?" He asked me with hope dancing in his eyes.
"Of course I will." I replied.
"How did you know about me being her husband?" He asked me.
"I've seen your eldest daughter Malika. She is exactly like you." I replied and he nodded his head.
"Just take me to my wife and daughters. I will sign any agreement or contract without reading it." He begged me. I smiled seeing his love.
"I am not doing it to make you sign the contract. I can see how much you both love each other." I replied and stood up. He also stood up and we went to the parking lot. I dismissed my guards and Alex's assistant. So did Mr Malik. We both hopped into my car and I drove off.
An hour later, I parked my car in front of the same building I had visited a long time ago. I nodded at Mr Malik and he followed me behind. I took him to Mrs Malik's apartment. He stood by the wall and I rang the bell. The door opened in a minute and to my surprise, Malika was the one who opened the door again.
"Oh, you again. I recognize you. You are the same girl that came to our house four years ago, asked for help. Didn't you hear mom? She said we can't help you. Please go and ask the police. We can't…" she stopped in the middle of the sentence. Mr Malik was standing behind me.
"Malika, who is it? How many times do I have to tell you not to open the door without… Ahmed." Mrs Malik asked as soon as her eyes fell on her husband. I moved aside and the both hugged each other like they both have been waiting for this moment. Mr Malik pecked her forehead and she cried her heart out. I wiped my tears who started flowing freely.
"Natasha, I agree with all your conditions. Just come back home. I don't care what the others will say. I just want you back into my life. Will you forgive me and come back home with our daughters?" Mr Malik asked and Mrs Malik nodded her head. I turned around and was about to walk away when Mrs Malik called me from behind.
"Erica, wait. I didn't help you when you came to me crying, begging for help. Why did you help me?" She asked me. I turned around and looked into her eyes.
"Because I am not like you." I replied and walked away. I felt like I had done something that made my God happy. Like my God was happy with whatever I did. I looked at the sky and thanked God for choosing me for helping them find each other again. I walked back to my car when I heard a familiar voice calling me from behind.
"Erica!!!" I heard his voice and froze into my tracks. I turned around and found him standing with a smile on his face.
"Erica my child. How are you?" He asked me. I wanted to laugh over the so-called concern he was showing me but I kept myself composed.
"Excuse me? Do I know you Mr?" I asked in a confused tone.
"Erica, I am your father." He said.
"You must have mistaken me with someone else. Because my family died five years ago." I replied.
"Erica, don't do this to me. I beg you please." He begged me.
"I'm sorry but I can't do anything for you. But if you need more money, you can contact Mr Ali. Maybe he would help you." I replied.
"Erica please. I'm sorry. Please forgive me." He said.
"Your daughter died four years ago Mr Roberts. I am not your daughter. Remember, how you just sold me for money. Now I am sure you are back because you don't have money left. I am sorry but I am no longer your daughter. You sent me to hell. Now look at the devil I have become." I said and hopped into my car. Before he could say anything else, I drove off. I didn't want to be near him. Just because he wanted me back in his life, didn't mean I would actually go back. The girl wanted to go back to her family, she died a long time ago. I was no longer the same Erica. He should know.
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A MONTH LATER
It had been a month since I came back. Alex was getting better. I didn't talk to him after whatever he said about me and Ken. I wanted to punch him and break his teeth for thinking about us having an affair. Ken and I were like siblings. He never looked at me like that and so did I. Alex was nothing but a jerk. I couldn't wait to get back to London. I wanted to get back to my life. I wanted to enjoy everything. I had decided to visit Mrs Lee as soon as I would return back to London. I was eagerly waiting for Alex's final reports so I could be free again.