The Villain's Wife

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"I believe we need to discuss this further with the shareholders," Thomas said when he realized that they were not getting anywhere with their discussion. After all, Jennie's greedy nature was something incomprehensible to him. True, he knew that this was business after all and businessmen like Jennie existed in every part of the world. However, her decision to do this while also 'helping' him at the same time didn't really sit well with him.

He stared as Jennie rose from her seat with a slight smile on her lips.

"Since that is the case... then... we won't stay for long," Jennie added. She then left with Lisa without giving them another glance.

"How hateful," Adrian said. Until now, he could still feel the sting from Jennie's slap. The fact that he couldn't really touch Jennie was infuriating him. "What are we going to do now?" he asked as he eyed Ron and Thomas' dark face.

"We can force her to sell it to us," Ron immediately suggested. "She won't have a choice." He shifted his gaze toward Thomas. "Call an emergency board meeting tomorrow. Its us against her. This time... we will win."

...

After Jennie and Lisa left the Lee Residence, they immediately went back to their hotel to rest.

"Are you sure you're alright?" Lisa touched Jennie's forehead. "You look pale."

"I'm tired," Jennie answered as she snuggled on his chest. "This constant flying is tiring me out," She answered before closing her eyes, masking the suspicions that she felt inside. "You can go ahead and transfer the shares under my name. I will sleep for a while before dinner."

"Hmmm. Seulgi is already working on it." Lisa kissed Jennie's forehead. "I will call for some room service. Don't sleep yet... let's have dinner first." He leaned in to give her a light kiss on the lips. "I will also call Seulgi."

Jennie nodded. "I will go take a cold shower and order more cheese," she said before going to the bathroom.

After thirty minutes, Jennie stared at her reflection in the mirror. Jennie always hated drying her hair. However, for some reason, she felt that she needed to do so before leaving the bathroom. She sighed as she eyed the two boxes of pregnancy test kits in front of her.

For a few days now, Jennie had been suspecting that she was pregnant. The changes in her body were just too obvious to not notice. She seemed to love eating and sleeping more and more these days. She held her robe as she bit her lips. Another sigh escaped her mouth. For some reason, taking the test scared her. Was it because she was too cowardly to face the results? Maybe.

What if she wasn't pregnant? What if she was only giving herself false hope? This was the reason why Jennie refused to tell Lisa about this matter. She was afraid to disappoint him and most of all, she was afraid to disappoint herself.

She stared at her reflection, trying to compose herself. This was only normal, right? The feelings of fear and excitement? Anxiety and nervousness mixed with the fear of disappointing oneself should be normal for a woman like her, right? She furrowed her brows.

Jennie had been denying it for a few weeks now, but she knew that killing Jack had an immense effect on her mental health. She wasn't regretful in any way and she would never regret her actions. However, just like what Lisa told her before, killing someone would haunt her.

It was the constant questions in her head, the what if's. Jennie wished that she could stop thinking about the matter. She wished she could just pretend that it didn't matter, but she couldn't. Her mind had been programmed to over think, over analyze things. She had been accustomed to thinking about all the what if's and all the possible effects of every action.