19] He Died Because I Killed Him!

He stood there, running his hands through his hair and leaning against the edge of his desk. He is well aware that Zeynep will go to any lengths to obtain the answers she craves. They may find themselves in serious trouble if she starts spreading the word that they did not marry out of love. He sighed and rubbed his chin with his hand as he looked at his wife. 

She leant forward in her seat, her gaze fixed on his annes ring, which she had placed on the coffee table. The ring he placed on her finger was a symbol of family pride for him. He carried the ring with him everywhere he went. Despite his efforts to convince himself that he had given it to her out of convenience and to formalise their marriage.

Ridding her the chance of fleeing him. He still couldn't shake the feeling that something higher compelled him to do it, driving his primal need to claim her and place the ring on her finger that day.

"Can you tell me what you're doing?" He inquired of her.