Chapter 152

Murat’s jaw ticked, his fury simmering just below the surface as blood surged to his head. His gaze locked onto the woman sitting on one of the loveseats, an air of quiet defiance around her. She looked older now, with light brown hair streaked with gray and weary blue eyes, yet there was no mistaking who she was.

Maria Yildiz Khan.

The one person he hated more than anyone in the world.

What was she doing here? Wasn’t she supposed to be happy with her family—the family she had chosen over him? The sight of her made his stomach churn, his breathing heavier with the sheer weight of emotions clawing at him.

She was the reason for his misery, his pain, and the loneliness that still gripped him like a vice. She was the reason his father buried himself in work, leaving him to fend for himself emotionally. The reason his childhood had been snatched away, his flourishing heart turning cold and bitter. Each memory of her betrayal intensified the venom coursing through