YOO-MI’s POV
“What did he say?” I asked Cheol as soon as he got back from answering his phone. I knew it was Jeonghan, I overheard it even though he tried to lower his voice.“He’s…uh--- Jeonghan has something to do..in the office. Yes—he’s in the office right now.“ he stuttered.I can’t help but frown as Cheol tried to lie to me. He’s a bar top notcher lawyer who tends to be investigative, which means that they are quite inquisitive and curious people that often like to spend time alone with their thoughts. Lawyers are smart people who can construct a sentence or paragraph in one seat. That was what I thought but watching Cheol right now makes me want to change my perspective about them.“Get out Cheol,” I said softly.“What? But I—““I said get out! I want to be alone!” I screamed but he stayed still, he looked at me pitifully.“No YYOO-MI’s POVI ran towards Josh and flung my arms around his torso, my face on his chest. He’s breathing heavily. He winced as the pain from the wounds struck him back.“You’re still wounded, Josh,”“I’m fine Yoo-Mi, and you’re not,” he said, his voice hoarse. ‘What’s wrong?”He grabbed my hand and I squeezed it with tenderness. “Nothing Josh, I just feel so worried about you.”“Are you sure?”“Yeah,” I answered and smiled at him. “I’m going home now. I will just visit you here some time okay?”“Okay, say hi to Honey for me.” he said and I nodded.“Thank you Josh, Thank you for saving my life. I thought you betrayed me, I thought you were one of Brittany’s accomplices and I’m sorry. I’m sorry if I suspected you as a bad person.” I paused. “I think, I don’t seem to kn
YOO-MI’s POVI don’t know what to do. What would I do for him? How do I help Jeonghan when I don’t even know what was his problem?He’s always been the strong one. The one who doesn’t break. It was me, I was the one who’s always needing him. Could I be what he really needed? Was I the person he really needed this time?“I love you Jeonghan, I love you,” I told him. I just keep repeating it, hoping he came back to me, hoping he knew I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.By the time his breathing slowed and his body was no longer twitching with grief, he sucked a lungful of air and exhaled heavily.“I’m sorry Yoo-Mi, I think you deserve to know what was happening.” He said. “Can you drive?” he asked and I nodded.Josh taught me how to drive when he got his new car from his grandfather. He even helped me to get my driver’s license even though I didn’t ha
YOO-MI’s POVThe last five days have been torture. Pure tortureJeonghan had kept himself busy at the office. Got up early and came home late. He made me quit as his personal assistant to focus on Honey.We never talked about the wedding again and I am so bothered, so worried, and troubled. He doesn’t want us to move into his mansion because he wanted us to get married first, but how? When?Yesterday, I was finally fed up with whatever he was doing so I barged into his office and threw his lunch down in front of him.“Talk to me Jeonghan,” I begged him.“I’m fine Yoo-Mi,” he shook his head, started to open the plastic container. “Just stressed.”“Stressed?” I shot back. “You won’t even look at me, and Honey.”He heaved a heavy breath before I watched him flick his eyes up to mine. “I have a lot going on here. Meetings, major corporate decisions, managing
YOO-MI’s POVI stood up and pulled away from Jeonghan, walking towards the closet. I am still wearing my red silk robe. He got up from the bed and followed me quickly.Jeonghan leaned in and kissed me forcefully, his lips claiming mine. Before I knew it, everything in the bedroom ceased to exist, except for the feel of his mouth against mine. The feel of his tongue sliding past the seam of my lips to duel with mine.“Where did you go, babe? I was waiting for you but I fell asleep. You should’ve woken me up.” He breathed as he pulled away, a hand cupping the curve of my breast.I shrugged out of my robe, the swathe of silk falling to my feet. “You looked tired,” I teased, fingering the waistband of his boxers.He shut me up by his lips taking firm control over mine and his hands slid up from my waist to grip my hair, holding me against his body.I held in every moan that threatened to spill out, not wanting to give him
YOO-MI’s POVI woke up in Jeonghan’s arms, exhausted but completely sated.“Good morning babe,” he mumbled, his voice was thick from sleeping.“Good morning,” I replied, rolling over so I could face him. He kissed my forehead and ran his fingers through my hair. “How are you feeling Jeonghan?” I asked, worry in my voice. I reached up and stroked his cheek, running my finger down his chest.“I’m always fine.” He said looking away.“Okay. I should probably go and check on Honey. I sat up and stretched, the bedsheet fell to my waist exposing my breasts. Jeonghan reached up and squeezed them, tweaking my nipples.“I think you should stay here with me.” he whispered huskily and I swat his hands away before he can change my mind.“As tempting as you are, I have to help her to prepare in going to school.” I told him and slipped on my bra and his shirt.&ld
JEONGHAN’s POVThe night before the wedding has finally come and I was standing in the living room, surrounded by dozens of pictures of Yoo-Mi over the years.There’s one of her when she was five years old dressed in a Cinderella costume. Another one of her sitting on her dad’s lap eating ice cream.A picture of her and Josh on the prom night, he was probably her escort.Her high school graduation—where I chose to break her heart. Josh was standing right next to her. There are images of her sledding with her mom, sitting on a sandy beach beside—Josh.A recent one of her with Honey, their resemblance uncanny. The other photos were Yoo-Mi, Josh, and Honey.Her whole life is splayed out in front of me on the mantle, on the walls. I’ve known her for more than half of her life but I have never been there for her. She’s been the most important person in my life since the moment I first saw her in her room 12 years ago
YOO-MI’s POVThe day has come for me and Jeonghan to finally be one, as man and wife. We both agreed to have a simple ceremony and only close friends, and relatives were invited.Now I was almost ready for the ceremony that would take place a few minutes from now. I was already glam up by the professional make-up artist, mom had hired for this event.“For a woman who is about to marry the man she loves, you certainly look like a woman who is being forced to do this.” Mom raised an eyebrow in my direction. “Are you having second thoughts about this? It’s not too late to back out.”I looked up to her who was busy examining my appearance as I sat on the bed with all of my wedding fineries, I sighed deeply, staring at the pretty bouquet of flowers in my hands. “I’m just nervous mom, wedding jitters I guess.” I paused. “What if Jeonghan changed his mind?”“What do you mean?” instantly s
YOO-MI’s POVIt’s been a week since he left and I’ve been standing right in front of his mansion, staring at the door for the last two hours. I don’t know if I could face what’s on the other side of it. I don’t know if I want to. If I want to open the door and acknowledge the truth.He’s gone.He left us.He made me fall in love with him again and then he ripped the rug out from underneath me.He made me hope, not only for me but for my daughter, our daughter. He made us believe that we will build our own family.My heart hurts. Not like the first time he broke up with me. This hurt is, it’s my soul aching not for me but also for my daughter.My hopes and dreams were all snatched away from me and nothing left. Everything was black, everything hurts. Things that have never hurt me before, hurt me now.My skin, hair, nails. I didn’t know that was possible, for those things to ache. But they d