The quick footsteps echoed in Emily's ears as she helped her youngest son get dressed in the little prince's room."Darling, I've been looking for you all this time!" said Sultan Murat, standing at the doorway of their second son's room."This is my daily routine in the afternoon, bathing our sons. What's the matter, Your Majesty?" replied Emily, who had just finished combing the hair of three-year-old Prince Fazil in her lap.Murat smiled, looking at his well-cared-for sons by his beloved wife. However, he needed Emily alone at that moment. So he said, "Alright, I don't understand your routine, Emily dear. Hmm... come with me on a carriage ride. This is a special day for the two of us. Leave the children with their nannies!"A playful laugh escaped Emily's full, parted lips. She suspected her husband was inviting her to share a nostalgic moment of intimacy with him. "Ready, Your Majesty. Your wish is my command!" she replied, kneeling before Sultan Murat.The maids who looked after P
After signing the marriage certificate with the man who had just become her husband at city hall, Emily spoke privately with her father."Dad, what about my job as a district attorney in Illinois?" Emily asked, feeling confused by all the sudden changes in her status and Murat's plans to take her to Istanbul as soon as possible. Lincoln Carter responded to his daughter's concerns, "Emily, I'll give you some advice. Regarding your job, submit your resignation for valid reasons. The United States Judicial System will understand the sudden nature of your resignation.""But, Dad—""No buts. Listen to me, a good fighter knows when to stop after reaching the peak of his long journey. That's why there's the term 'hanging up the gloves,' and the same applies to you, Emily. Let the good memories of you and your spotless reputation throughout your legal career be remembered by the people of Chicago and its surroundings. Now your new family needs your fight for them!" Lincoln Carter gripped his
"Doctor, please let me see Rayden one last time!" Emily grabbed Dr. Wilbur Anderson's hand."I'm sorry, but his instructions were that if he didn't survive, you wouldn't be allowed to see him again. The body will be flown to Paris immediately for burial. Perhaps you should go home now. Excuse me!" the emergency room doctor replied, then turned back to his office.Lincoln Carter hugged his sobbing daughter, feeling deeply guilty for all the heartless decisions he had made since Rayden's dinner invitation arrived at his office. "Emily, dear, let go of the past. Remember, you must stay calm for the sake of the baby growing in your womb. A stressed mother can miscarry!" the former prosecutor comforted her while stroking Emily's long hair."Let's go home now, Dad. Can I take tomorrow morning off?" Emily said, wiping her stuffy nose."Of course you can. You need to draw a line between your work as a prosecutor and your personal life as Emily Rosalyn Carter. Papa is concerned because you're
"Miss Emily Carter, please come to the emergency room at Chicago General Hospital. A traffic accident patient named Mr. Rayden Zinedine Dabusche needs your presence immediately. We are waiting for you!" said a woman who claimed to be a nurse on duty at the hospital that received the victims of a tragic car crash tonight.Hearing the request from the unknown woman on the phone, Emily hesitated to go to the mentioned hospital. However, if Rayden truly needed her presence, she would feel guilty for refusing to come. "Alright, I'll come immediately!" Emily decided, following her inner voice. She changed her clothes to go out and woke up her father to accompany her to the hospital.Lincoln Carter, awakened in the middle of the night by his daughter, didn't ask many questions. He chose to see what urgent situation was unfolding. While riding in the taxi that was always on standby in front of the apartment, Emily explained to her father about the phone call from the woman who claimed to be
When Murat finished reading Emily's email informing him that she was six months pregnant, he felt uneasy. The new sultan of the Ottoman Empire wanted to bring his lover to the palace. However, his reign was still plagued by low levels of trust in his leadership. Coup after coup had to be faced by him. Threats of assassination against Murat from the opposition lurked at every corner of the palace. Fortunately, General Hersek and the military leaders fully supported Murat's government. Security measures were tightened to ensure the safety of the new sultan.At dawn, Murat stood on the balcony of his palace room on the third floor. The view of the open sea with hundreds of ships floating off the peninsula stretched before him. Power over all of Turkey was in his hands. The young sultan took a deep breath while gripping the balcony railing, shouting loudly to release his pent-up emotions. "Emily, I miss you. I also want to be with you when you give birth to our son. Name him Mehmed, lik
Emily went through her pregnancy accompanied by her beloved father, former Chicago prosecutor Lincoln Carter. The elderly man accompanied his only daughter everywhere, and he also helped Emily review case files that were going to trial so she wouldn't get tired from working. The reason was that he was still able to do his job as a prosecutor and was currently unemployed."So when is the first hearing for the Harvey Robinson case, Emily?" asked Lincoln Carter, sitting beside his daughter in the official car. They were heading to Chicago City Hall for work this morning.Emily, who had been daydreaming about Murat while staring at the side of the road as the official car drove by, turned to her father and replied, "The first hearing for the murder case of the female prostitute will be held the day after tomorrow. Judge Louis Bernard Miller will preside over the trial, Dad.""Oh, that young judge. He once wanted to propose to you about five years ago, but I refused because I knew you were