Chapter: 989

After waiting for a long time without getting any response from Clara,

Ameer had to speak to her a little louder than usual.

"Are you even listening to me?" he asked discontentedly.

"What?" Clara came to herself and smiled.

"Oh that! I heard everything you said."

Ameer sighed slightly. It was evident that he was a little upset.

Clara looked at him and said, "You have to listen to me. Give up before you get any deeper."

Ameer had thought that she would be supportive as regards what he felt for Rachel. He found it hard to believe that when he finally loved someone, everybody kept on persuading him not to go on with it.

"You are not a good match. And as a result, you can't be with her,"

Clara said earnestly.

“Even if it was not because of your height, there would have been something else. You ought to know that the reason why Rachel said so was that she wanted you to give up.”

Ameer heard everything Clara was saying to him. It made his face darken.

He understood that she was making a point.

Still, he couldn't get Rachel out of his mind.

Suddenly, Clara's began to ring.

She took a look at the caller ID. It was a strange phone number. But as soon as Ameer saw it, he could tell who was calling.

"The call is from Rachel," Ameer said.

Seeing the look on Ameer's face, Clara immediately realized that what she said to him was in vain.

Ameer and Roger had been best of friends since childhood. Their closeness caused them to have many similarities. For instance, they were both determined and stubborn. If there was something they liked, nothing and no one could stop them from pursuing it.

Unfortunately, they fell in love with the same woman. Considering their characters, who would want to back down?

Clara sighed at this thought. On the other hand, Ameer excused himself since he knew Clara and Rachel had something private to talk about.

"I'm a little thirsty. I'll just go fetch some water." With that, he turned around and left.

The phone kept ringing. It looked like Rachel wouldn't stop calling her.

As Clara watched Ameer's receding figure, she answered the phone.

“Hi,