My Seven Husband

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"Miss Wilson, where are you? Come to the hospital as soon as possible!"

I dropped the plate from my hand I was washing hearing the panic in the nurse's voice and the phone almost fell from between my cheek and shoulder, where I was holding it as I was washing the dishes. I wipe my wet hands with a kitchen towel and grab the phone in my hands to speak properly.

"Why Mrs Han, what happened? Why do you sound so panicky?"

"It's Jin." My body lost its temperature when I heard his name.

"What did he do Mrs Han?"

"He lost his temper again. Dr Choi came for his routine check-up but he suddenly got angry and started to break stuff. We got so scared that..." She stops for a second.

"That what? What did you do to him?" I ask as I put the phone in between my cheeks and my shoulder again while I was tying my shoelace.

"We..... We handcuffed him to the bed." My hands stopped in their place before I could tie the left shoelace.

"You did what?"

"I'm sorry Miss Wilson. We didn't mean to do it but he was out of control." She said with a voice as if she should've seen some sort of apocalypse in front of her.

"Yeah and now he will be out of his limits." I almost raise my voice but then sigh. It's not their fault either.

"I'm coming. Just give me 10 minutes." With that, I disconnected the call and unlocked my car door. As soon as I started it, I tried my best to prevent myself from crossing the speed limit. But thinking about the condition of the hospital, I lost every control of my mind and ran the car. And soon, I was in front of the hospital. I take a deep breath before the walk-in, it's going to be a long day.

"Oh Miss Wilson, thank God you're here. Come here." A sweaty, terrified Mrs Han receives me outside of the room on the second floor. While coming here, I saw everything was calm in the reception area. Who could've any idea what's going on on the second floor? As I entered inside, my heart churned at the sight in front of me. Jin was struggling on the bed, both of his hands were tied on the bed with handcuffs. Bruises take place on both of his wrists because of his struggles. And above everything, he was screaming and cursing ruthlessly.

"YOU BITCHES! YOU MOTHERFUCKERS! UNCUFF ME! I'M GONNA KILL ALL OF YOU ONCE THESE HANDCUFFS ARE REMOVED FROM MY HANDS! RELEASE ME YOU DICKHEADS!"

I can't take the sight anymore and run to him. Leaning on his forehead, I started to chant some soothing words.

"It's okay. It's okay Jin. Calm down. Everything is fine. You can do it. Relax. Breath. You know you're the best patient here, don't you? You're recovering fast. Please just relax a little."

And as always, it works like magic and he calms down. I uncuffed him and he winches in pain. After medicating his wounds, I lay him down on the bed slowly.

"Take a nap Jin. You need it." I was about to stand up when he grabbed my hand making me turn around at him again.

"You're not leaving me here like this again. Right?" He pleads with teary eyes and I sigh.

"Sleep Jin. I'm right here." I said and God knows why I leaned in and kissed his forehead. He closed his eyes and after a couple of minutes, he was sound asleep. "He must be really tired", I thought.

I stand up and walk out of the room, sitting on the chair outside. I was holding my head in my hands and thinking about my condition and my life.

I'm Aria, Aria Wilson. My dad is American while my eomma is Korean. I'm staying in Korea since I was 12 years old because of my dad's business. I'm a psychiatrist. I've been working here since last year but I'm one of the necessary doctors here. Wondering why? So this guy, Jin, came here 6 months ago and after diagnosis, we confirmed that he's suffering from IED (Intermittent Explosive Disorder). But his condition is way worse as he forgets everything when he's angry. This means whenever he's angry, he loses himself too. And the worst thing is, no one can control him instead of me. And when I said no one, then trust me, no one.

"Aria!" I hear Jin's voice and realize that it's been almost half an hour since I left him there. I walk inside and see he is sitting up on the bed with his playful smile.

"Hey, you're up!" I smile back at him.

"Yeah and deadly hungry. Can you please tell them to bring something for me?" I nodded and was about to go out when he called me again.

"Take something for you too. I don't wanna eat alone." I nod and walk out.

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"Umm, this soup is delicious." He said as he drank again and took a bite of his dumplings and so did I.

"Yup, it is. I like this canteen's food so I thought why don't you taste it?" He smiles and suddenly frowns.

"What is your age Aria?" I look up at him and try to read his reaction. But even though I'm a psychiatrist, I just can't read it.

"25. Why?"

"You're a 25-year-old young lady and yet you can't eat something without spilling it to your outer lips. Wow." He asks and my eyes widen. Indeed I'm a clumsy person who can't even eat properly.

"Or you were thinking about those romantic K-dramas where the guy wipes the sauce from the girl's lip, 'cause you can't resist my handsome face." He said stroking his chin and I chock on the water.

"Ya! You shameless pig!" I hit his forearm and he giggles a little. Who could tell that he's the same guy who curses the shit out of everyone when he's angry.

"But seriously Aria, laughing with you makes me calm. I wish I could stay with you like this and laugh carelessly." He said making me smile a little and I looked down to hide my red blushing cheeks. Don't take me wrong, but anyone will blush if she hears a compliment from this beautiful guy. He's perfect in every possible way but I don't have any kind of feelings for him instead of friendship.

"Marry me, Aria." And that's when I choked hard on the air I was breathing while regretting the decision to be a psychiatrist in the first place.

TO BE CONTINUED........