Murat is the first to get up and prepares a breakfast table with tea, bread, scrambled eggs with bacon, olives, tomatoes and cucumber.
Daphne wakes up to the smell coming from the kitchen, which makes her belly growl with hunger.
- Hmm, it smells really good.
- I hope it tastes good too.
- The face looks great, Murat.
- Proof.
Murat then puts a piece of bread with scrambled eggs in Dafne's mouth, which makes her delirious.
- Hmmmm. Very good
- Since we are going to have a busy day, we need to eat well in the morning.
- From what I saw yesterday, there is a lot of work done here.
- Yes. An incident arrives at the police station every time.
- Murat, are you investigating the murder of your former partner?
- Yes, but we haven't discovered anything yet.
- He was investigating some case that probably bothered someone.
- We're going along this line Daphne. The reports state that he died in the line of duty, we know that he was killed by something he may have discovered.
- My old police station said that he was tortured long before he died. And truth?
- Yes Daphne. But I swear to you that I won't calm down until I get my hands on whoever did this to Fatih.
Dafne notices Murat's eyes shine with hatred.
Walking next to Esmeray on the street, one of Murat's suitors tries to take her phone from her.
- Please, Mrs. Esmeray, give me Murat's phone number, I promise I won't tell you that it was you who gave it to me.
- I'm sorry but I can't do that.
- It's rumored around the city that Mrs. Ferit is looking for a suitor for him.
-Ferit is always looking for suitors for her son, not today, don't worry, she won't marry him now.
- I don't belong to any rich family Mrs. Esmeray, I'm sure I won't be remembered by Mrs. Ferit in these choices.
-Ferit is making a very rigorous selection, that's true, my daughter, but that doesn't mean she's choosing only rich girls.
- How can I compete with them, Mrs. Esmeray? Look at me, at my clothes. I come from a very humble family.
- Don't underestimate yourself, girl. If Murat likes you, that's what matters.
- Please help me. Get me his phone number.
- Still, I can't get Murat's phone number for you. Now I need to go. Otherwise lunch will be late.
Before leaving the building, Murat speaks to the doorman to let him know as soon as he has an apartment for rent in the neighborhood.
- Leave it to me, Mr. Murat. I'll see if you have any apartments for rent in the neighborhood.
- Thanks. Let's go?
Murat goes to Dafne who was waiting for him, leaning against the car.
Soon they arrive at the police station and the games begin.
- Mr. Wrong has arrived.
Everyone bursts into laughter.
- Are you having coffee, Mr. Wrong?
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Mr. Wrong and Mrs. Right (English)
RomanceMurat lives alone in Istanbul, where he works as a police officer waiting for a new partner, as his old one had been cruelly tortured and murdered. Whenever he goes to Cappadocia to visit his father, Murat takes refuge in his cave to maintain his lo...
