Chapter 32

His heart felt a little heavy as he took the next right and parked the car outside her building. The people around were gawking at the car, and some were even drooling. Murat always visited at night when the neighborhood was asleep, but even then, he could easily guess what kind of community lived there.

Wage workers, laborers, and household staff.

In his words, poverty, which he absolutely abhorred, yet because of Selina, he was here.

“So?” Murat started, his fingers lightly drumming the steering wheel.

“What?” Selina replied nonchalantly, as if his question was out of her mind.

Never in his life had Murat Khan been this nervous; even getting nervous wasn’t a thing for him.

He straightened his posture and looked at Selina, who, like always, looked beautiful with her messy bed hair. It had taken him a great deal of effort to let go of her when she woke him up in the morning to get back.

“Are you just going to step out of this car and never l