Page 64 of My Arabian Billionaire

Now that the truth is out in the open, there is no saying that when I return, I will still be yourking.

Even so – I trust that this will not make our kingdom fall. I trust in your ability to remain strong and brave in the face of adversity.

The world thinks the kingdom is strong because I’m the one sitting on the throne, but I trust you to prove them wrong. Our nation is strong because of its people – because of you. Ramil will remain strong even if I serve it without a crown or even if another man takes the throne.

But there can only be one woman for me, and---

Harper shut the TV closed and threw the remoteaway.

No more, nomore.

She pulled her knees to herself and squeezed her eyesshut.

Images started to form, images she didn’t want tosee---

And she quickly pressed her hands to her eyes, willing the darkness to cover the images.

No more, nomore.

But it was nouse.

And the tears started tofall.

Oh God, what did he think he was doing? Did he really think she’d want him to throw it all away forher?

A knock sounded on her door, and Harper hastily wiped her tears away, knowing it was the AFK returning from their grocery trip. She had done all she could to persuade them to leave, but the trio had still insisted on camping in her living room and carrying out their duties as her bodyguards.

But when she opened thedoor---

Harper promptly tried to shut the door on the sheikh’s face, but his reflexes were far quicker than hers, the sheikh managing to hold the door back and force his wayin.

He was here. The sheikh was here. Khalil washere.

He was dressed in the same cream thobe she had glimpsed from the TV, but he looked a lot thinner, his handsome face bearing an unusual sense of gauntness.

She suddenly realized he was locking the door, and it was enough to make her recover from her shock. “How can you even behere?”

He turned around to face her again before answering. “What you watched was a pre-recording.”

“O-oh.” What did that mean? What could thatmean?

“You’re wondering how long I had known the wedding wouldn’t push through?” He saw her eyes widen and smiled grimly. “Your face says everything your lips do not speak of, qalifa. And it may not seem like it, but I know you better than you think---”

“If that’s true,” she said unevenly, “then you should know what I want you to donow.”

Silence.

And she knew she had hurthim.

Tears stung her eyes. “I’msor---”

“Don’t apologize.”

“But I hurtyou.”

He smiled humorlessly. “And I didn’t?”

Harper dug her fingers into her palms. “You d-didn't meanto.”

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