And I know where to start, the person who has lied to me for years. My grandmother. She had to know, she had to know that Melek was not an Erdoğan, that she was not Hazar's daughter, and yet she led me to deceive her, to manipulate the love of my life. To hurt her. I can't believe what is happening in my chest, I begin to hate my grandmother for all her lies and machinations. I don't know how, but I will make her pay, Melek is dead and it's her fault.I arrive at the Mansion, Arslan in a fury, my heart pounding with anger and disappointment. I yell for my grandmother, Derya Arslan, waiting for her to come out of her room. Finally, the door opens and she appears, confused by my mood."What's wrong, Habbab, why are you so upset?" my grandmother asks with a surprised expression.I take a deep breath, trying to contain my indignation as I reply in a shaky voice, "Did you know the truth, Grandma?"My grandmother looks at me perplexed, unable to comprehend what I am talking about. Her eyes
Chapter 43HabbabThe next day, I headed to the Arslan mansion determined to gather my belongings and leave all that chaos behind. After my arrival, I meet Enise, who tries to stop me in a desperate way."Habbab, please don't go! I love you and I don't want us to be separated," Enise pleads with tears in her eyes.Her words hit me, but I know I can't let myself be carried away by her tears. I had to be honest with her, even if it meant hurting her feelings. I don't love her, I never have and she has to get over it and move on with her life."Enise, you must understand the truth. I never loved you the way you deserved. Our marriage was a sham to please our grandmother. I can no longer live a lie. Now, more than ever, I need the divorce," I replied in a firm but saddened voice. I had lost Melek and I did it just when she had found out about my marriage, she would never forgive me for that.As I packed my bags, Enise clung to my arm, begging me to stay. Her grip was strong and desperate,
My eyes widen, and the impact of his words echoes in my mind. Now I understand who he is talking about. Hazar Erdoğan, my sworn enemy, the man I hurt and all for my grandmother's revenge. A revenge based on a web of lies.Anger and remorse mingle inside me as my vision blurs with tears threatening to fall. The truth has come out and with it comes the overwhelming weight of the consequences of my grandmother's actions, and mine. I destroyed Hazar's life and now it turns out he is my father. It can't be true, it isn't, it must all be a lie from this so-called Ahmet, who knows if he is even an Arslan?I can't help but reject Ahmet's words, though my heart races with the possibility that there is some truth to his words."You can't be telling the truth," I tell him, my voice trembling with denial. "It's not possible that Hazar Erdoğan is my father. It's not possible, not at all. "Ahmet stares at me, showing no signs of doubt. His next revelation rocks my world completely."It's true, Hab
AhmetI watch with satisfaction as Habbab walks away, his figure fading into the distance. A mischievous smile creeps across my face, reflecting the success of my plan. At last, the time has come for my own revenge, and this is only the beginning.Derya, still stunned by everything that has happened, looks at me with burning hatred in her eyes. She knows she has lost the control she once had over us. Our eyes meet in a silent confrontation, filled with mutual resentment.Though Derya despises me, she knows that our lives are hopelessly intertwined. My existence is the fruit of her deceptions and manipulations, and now it is time for her to pay for her actions.While Derya is still paralyzed with shock, Erdem, worried for his friend, runs after Habbab. But before he can reach him, I stop him with a steady, firm gaze."Erdem, wait," I say calmly, capturing his attention. "Even though you may hate me right now, I still have plans for you in this house. I need your help to run it, to brin
Chapter 44ErdemI find myself following Habbab in my car, worried about his emotional state. I see him driving without stopping, speeding through streets, and my heart races for his well-being. I try to stay close to him, fearing he might do something reckless.Finally, Habbab arrives in the city cemetery, skidding to a stop at the entrance. I see him hastily getting out of the car, running inside, and I have a feeling of where he's headed. I park the car beside him and hurry to catch up. My mind is filled with questions and concern about what I've just discovered about my own lineage and Habbab's.I run to where he is, watching him angrily and painfully hit the side of his father's tomb. His words intertwine with shouts and inconsolable tears."You idiot! You're responsible for my mother's death!" Habbab yells, releasing all his pent-up resentment. Each blow is a release of his accumulated pain and the betrayal he has uncovered. "And the worst part is that I'm like you, I'm a monste
Days later,HabbabI am standing in the center of the wedding hall, surrounded by friends and family. The ceremony where I paid for my bride, as a symbolic gesture, has ended, and finally, the moment arrives for us to join in matrimony. My heart beats with excitement as I wait for Melek to walk down the aisle toward me. Soft music plays in the background, creating an atmosphere of love and happiness. Finally, I see her. Melek enters the room, radiant in her white dress, her smile lighting up the entire room.Our eyes meet, and at that moment, the whole world disappears. Melek approaches me, each step filled with grace and determination. When she reaches my side, I take her hand and feel a deep and eternal connection. We gaze at each other with love and anticipation."Welcome to this special day," says the officiant, breaking the silence of the room. And this time it's a real officiant, not some actor that Erdem hired. "We are here to celebrate the love and union of Habbab and Melek. T
Chapter 45Six Months LaterHabbabI find myself in the courtroom, alongside Erdem, in the midst of the trial for the Arslan inheritance. Six months have passed since Melek's tragic death, and I am determined to ensure that the wealth and assets of the Arslan family do not fall into the wrong hands.Ahmet's lawyers are doing everything they can to claim the inheritance as the rightful heir, but I have taken precautions to prevent that from happening. Three months ago, aware of Ahmet's machinations, I decided to transfer all the properties under Erdem's name, who is also entitled to the inheritance as Emir Arslan's biological child.I observe with satisfaction the frustration on Ahmet's face as his defense lawyers face insurmountable obstacles. The legal documents are in my favor, and Ahmet realizes that his plans to seize the Arslan wealth are crumbling.Although I cannot directly prove Ahmet's responsibility in Melek's death, I am certain in my heart that he was involved. Melek disco
Derya ArslanSix long months have passed since Ahmet locked me within these four walls. I am a prisoner in my own home, Habbab, Dilay and Erdem have gone and left me behind. I can't believe how ungrateful they are, I made mistakes, it is true. As a person and as a woman, I have experienced life and over the years I have made choices that have led me to where I am now, and I can say I have no regrets. I lost everything before I became an Arslan, I had a complicated history and I couldn't control my destiny and neither the person I became, but despite all that I was always there for those children who have now turned their backs on me. I hear the doors of the mansion open and a very frustrated Ahmet enters. Enise who has become his shadow since he took over the mansion, asks how it went. "It was a disappointment, Enise." He replies annoyed. "That move by Habbab, fucked up my whole plan, now that Erdem is lord and master of everything, I don't have the right to take the money from Habbab