Chapter 143

Murat’s eyes turned to ice as they raked over her, his gaze cold and unreadable. His features were sharp, and his jaw clenched as if barely restraining his anger. Ayleen instinctively took a step back, clutching the bags of food in her hands.

“What the hell are you doing here?” he snarled, his voice low and dangerous, the weight of his words hitting her square in the chest.

“I-I…” Ayleen stammered, her confidence crumbling under his piercing glare.

“What the hell were you thinking, coming here like this?” he growled, removing his spectacles and tossing them on the table, his steps deliberate as he approached her.

Ayleen swallowed the lump forming in her throat. Her chest tightened at his words. “I brought you lunch,” she whispered, holding up the bags as if they were a shield against his fury.

Murat scoffed, his lips curling into a humorless smile. “Lunch? That’s why you’re here? Or is it something else?” He leaned in slightly, his voice a biting accusa