Chapter 22: Reyhan's jealousy

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The lady continued, asking Emir, "Do you work here or are you a customer?" Emir, still smiling, began, "No, actually..." Before he could finish, Reyhan, fueled by jealousy, interjected, "Here, madam, there's a vase so that you can put some flowers in it. And stop searching for it in someone else's garden."

Emir, catching the sarcastic undertone, chuckled. The lady, undeterred, kept talking to Emir, seemingly oblivious to Reyhan's not-so-subtle hints.

In the midst of conversation, the lady talking to Emir casually placed her hand on his chest. Reyhan, unable to conceal her escalating jealousy, remarked, "Mr. Emir, don't you have any work at the office today?" Emir, sensing her jealousy, smiled and replied, "No, I'm free today." Reyhan couldn't help but roll her eyes at his response.

Emir, perhaps enjoying the playful tension, continued engaging in conversation with the lady, subtly making Reyhan more and more jealous. As they talked, Reyhan couldn't help but feel a growing sense of discomfort, her jealousy palpable in the air.

Overwhelmed with jealousy, Reyhan couldn't meet Emir's eyes and started looking down, her expression visibly upset. Emir, observant, noticed her demeanor and couldn't help but smile.

Seizing the opportunity, the lady asked Emir, "Are you single?" Reyhan, suddenly alert, shifted her gaze from Emir to the lady. Emir, still smiling, replied, "I'm married." The lady, surprised, exclaimed, "What? She's so lucky." Emir, looking at Reyhan, continued with a playful glint in his eyes, "Only she can tell you about it."

Caught in the moment, Reyhan, blushing, looked at Emir before shyly moving her gaze downward, a mixture of emotions playing across her face.

In the evening, Reyhan was alone and working in the shop, continuously receiving calls from an unknown number, answered hesitantly. A sinister voice on the other end said, "Hello, my love," with an evil laugh. Reyhan, recognizing the voice, trembled and uttered, "Za...Zaroon." Zaroon, reveling in her fear, taunted her, "You still remember my voice. I know you love me so much." Reyhan, anxiously, asked, "What do you want?" Zaroon, with a malevolent tone, replied, "Nothing much, just come to meet me." Reyhan, puzzled, questioned, "Why would I meet you?" Zaroon, hinting at his malicious actions, insinuated, "I think you forgot what I did to Emir recently." Reyhan, alarmed, protested, "What are you talking about?" Zaroon callously described his scheme, revealing his involvement in orchestrating the attack on Emir. He said, "That day in the bus somebody was staring at you and Emir warned him. He was behind you in the bus. And I was also there. When you both stepped out of the bus. I reached out to that guy and paid him to beat Emir".

Reyhan, guilt-ridden, realized her unintentional role in Emir's suffering. Zaroon threatened, "I'm sending you the address; just come; otherwise, you know... Your husband will be..." Reyhan, fearing for Emir's safety, Panicking, she pleaded, "I will come, Please don't do anything to him."

In an unknown and unsettling location, Reyhan felt fear stepping in. Suddenly, Zaroon emerged, declaring, "Reyhan, my love, you're here." Reyhan, tense, replied firmly, "I'm here for Emir's safety, not for you."

Zaroon, frustrated, said "Emir, Emir... what Emir? I'm your first love." Reyhan, resolute, countered, "That definitely wasn't love, Zaroon. Emir is my husband, and I will take his name till my last breath."

Zaroon, angrily and forcefully held her arm, proclaiming, "I will finish him, then you won't take his name anymore." Reyhan, undeterred, asserted, "His name is inseparable from me. You won't be able to change that. I breathe in with his name and breathe out with his name."

Frustrated, Zaroon questioned, "When did you start loving him so much?" Reyhan, unwavering, simply looked at him, determined to protect the love she had found with Emir.

In the quiet of his room, Emir sat when suddenly his phone rang. It was Cansu, her voice filled with fear and anxiety. "Emir... Reyhan," she stammered. Emir, instantly alarmed, asked, "Reyhan? What happened to her?"

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