MRS GUDAJI CHAPTER 3
MRS GUDAJI CHAPTER 3 Mubarak’s gaze was still fixated on Maryam when he spoke. “You have taken notes on me?” There was no disbelief in his voice just pure curiosity and a ton-load of amusement. Now he would laugh to his fill.+ “No, don’t flatter yourself. It’s nothing, give it to me, you don’t open a lady’s notebook.” Maryam stepped forward, but he took it back, holding it behind him. His brows furrowed. “Since when?”4 “Since etiquettes exist.”16 Maryam could see the glint in his eyes and she was sure he just assumed himself a challenge. And as far as she knew Mubarak Umar Bugaje he had every intention of winning. His gaze left hers and he opened the notebook scanning the first page. “Mubarak loves white?” His scowl deepened, then he looked up at her. “Who says I love white?”6 “Okay, that… you shouldn’t read that, give me my book. Mama wrote it for me,” She said with a brief roll of her eyes. “She thought giving me a heads-up about you might help. But apparently, she has …
