Chapter 118

The warm rays of the sun illuminated the lively dining room, where the entire Khan family had gathered for breakfast. Ayleen’s gaze softened as she watched Ibrahim Khan sitting at the head of the table, his presence a welcomed sight after so many days. Chachi hovered around him enthusiastically, serving him diet-conscious food while Phoopho, as expected, alternated between glaring at Ayleen and sweetly chatting with her brother.

Ayleen’s smile faltered as her eyes drifted to the empty chair beside her. Murat hadn’t left his study the entire night, and though she had prepared his lunch, medicines, and office essentials early in the morning, she hadn’t checked on him. She had told herself it wasn’t her place to fuss over him all the time and wake his sleeping beast.

Moments later, Murat entered the room, dressed in the burgundy two-piece suit and crisp white shirt she had set out for him. The exhaustion etched on his face was evident despite his fresh appearance. His polit