Chapter 202

Around her bustled the family, a symphony of conversations, light banter, and affectionate glances. Ibrahim Khan was, as always, the loudest voice among them, his excitement tangible.

“Zohreh, did you hear? My grandchild! My first grandchild is on the way!” he exclaimed, his eyes crinkling in joy, a proud smile never leaving his face.

“Uncle Ibrahim, you have repeated that a hundred times already!” Zohreh rolled her eyes fondly, earning a chuckle from the others.

“Aray! This isn’t just any child. This is the heir to Khan villa! Murat’s child our future! My prayers have finally been answered.”

Ibrahim’s voice softened as his gaze turned to Ayleen.

“And you, beti, have made this house a home. My son’s luck turned when you entered his life. I always thought that I would never get to see any grandchild of mine around.”

Ayleen smiled, brushing her hand over her growing bump, feeling a strange mix of guilt and joy. The family’s love felt overwhelming, a