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Chapter 73 - Such different fathers

- Defne!

A chill went down her spine. She recognized the voice, although she had not heard it in fourteen years. And she was sure that she would never hear.

As if in slow motion, Defne looked back and made eye contact with the man who was listed as the father on her birth certificate. But he never was a real father. A narcissistic peacock, for whom children have always been an annoying hindrance. Who escaped, leaving them alone to survive in a complex, unfriendly world! And now he has appeared. What for?

"So I didn't have a vision," Defne said quietly. - Then, near our house, it was you. And what do you want from me after so many years, Mr. Kadir?

The man came closer and looked into the baby pram. With an instinctive gesture, Defne turned it around so that he could not see Emine. He chuckled and asked:

- Will you show the granddaughter to her grandfather?

- Since you never considered me your daughter, it is strange to consider my child your granddaughter. Young children are not shown to strangers. They can curse them. - Defne answered coldly and asked demanding: - What do you want?

"I missed my children," Kadir spoke up with a false smile, but Defne immediately interrupted him:

"Do you think I'm a fool?" In vain, Mr. Kadir.

- Well, what are you saying! - he feigned indignation. - Consider you a fool? How can I? The girl from a poor area who married one of the richest men in Turkey is not a fool. Now I do not doubt that you are my daughter. Because only from me could you inherit this quality.

The blood drained from Defne's face. She was confused. Being like him is the worst thing that could be. Not! Not! Not!

- I'm not like you! - it seemed to her that she was screaming, but the words escaped from her lips hoarsely and dully. - Nothing like it! I don't care if it's yours or not, the blood that runs in my veins. With my thoughts, soul, heart, I am not your daughter! And don't you dare voice your dirty assumptions. You have no idea about our story with Omer!

At her hot outburst, Kadir just grinned and said:

- Blood is not water. Even if you deny it now.

"Then I hope that Madam Aisun cheated on you and I'm not your daughter," Defne defiantly told him.

- Even if this is so, then there is still Esra. And she's my daughter.

The words sounded ominous. It hurt in her chest and it became difficult for Defne to breathe. A recent dream flashed through her eyes like a series of pictures. Fear gripped the body. And then she saw Omer. With the puppy on a leash, he walked briskly towards his wife and daughter. Defne took a breath and the air rushed into her lungs. The tension eased. Omer is here. He won't let anything bad happen.

Omer approached his wife and looked inquiringly at her interlocutor. Middle-aged man. Black graying hair, brown eyes. Dressed expensively and smartly. Omer had never seen him before, but for some reason, he felt an instant dislike for him. Maybe because Defne looked at him like haunted and it frightened. The puppy didn't like the man either. It pulled at the leash on its neck and growled at him.

- My darling? - Omer turned to his wife. - Is everything okay?

"Yes," she replied, and Omer realized that everything was bad. His wife is frightened and agitated, although she tries to hide these emotions behind a mask of calmness.

He looked at the man and asked:

- Who are you and what do you want from my wife?

Kadir cursed inwardly. Where did this son-in-law come from? He left, didn't he? Heck! Stretching his lips in a smile, Kadir held out his hand and replied: