Chapter 89 – Preparations

*** Writer's POV: And just when Saïda thought it was over, it worsened. Some of the Prince's exes had actually found her number and were calling or texting her, all for the same purpose. "You cannot marry Asahd!" Saïda was unable to realise what she was dealing with. Seemed every single girl he'd ever dated, wanted him back and were raged that he was marrying her, instead. Especially because most of them despised Saïda. Saïda ended up putting her phone off, exasperated. She sat in the living room. Not long after, Asahd walked in. "Sweetheart?" he went to sit near her and noticed how tired and moody she seemed. "What is it?" "Your exes. First Hammar, and now I'm actually receiving phone calls and messages all filled with threats, asking me not to marry you." "Don't mind them. It'll pass." "I hope. If they think that their threats scare me, they're dumber than I thought." Saïda scoffed "They don't know how their threats convince me even more to actually marry you. And I defin