SUDDEN MARRIAGE

Seventeen

The coast was finally cleared. They all calmed down and until then, Mark didn't stop kissing me to distract me from their presence. They went out and only then Mark let go of me. His lips were red and plump because of kissing but my heart is still broken and hurt. His kisses didn't mend it.

"Home." I cry. "Home. Please? I c-can't take this—"

"Goddamn." Mark curses madly, then pulls my waist to guide me on our way home.

Home with him. With Mark.

"L-Love." Mark tugs me. "I'm sorry. I'm s-so sorry, love—"

"Hey!"

Oh my god, when will these surprises ever end? It was Karina, and then my family, and now Jaemin. Oh my god...

"Donghyuck, right? You're the talk of the town!" He says almost as if we're close.

"My husband and I has to go." Mark grits.

"You're Jeno's boyfriend right?" Jaemin stops Mark. If this goes on for another minute, I'll eventually collapse. I can't take this night anymore. "No, actually. You already have a husband, Jeno's your manstress!"

"He's my husband." Mark raises a brow while tightly holding unto me. I don't want him to let go, as well. "Mr. Na, I won't tolerate this but we have to go—"

"Saw them at a festival, kissing. Still not believing it?"

Oh my god... My palms flew to my mouth as I let out a gasp. My broken heart broke again, this time, in tinier pieces. I could literally hear them.

Mark's hands got loose around me as I sob. "Please... N-Not now, Jaemin. Not now—"

"Was I not supposed to tell your husband that you're cheating on him?" Jaemin fussed. "With the father of my child?"

"W-What?" I gasp, eyebrows furrowing.

"What you heard is right... This," He pointed at his stomach. "Is Jeno's."

"Let's go." Mark says in a stern voice, making me afraid and worried about what will welcome me at home.

In a minute, I was locked inside his car. He didn't even give me time to lock my belt, he immediately drove his way home while I was sobbing into my hands.

I don't care if we get into an accident now. I don't care anymore if I die. I don't fucking care. All I know is that I can't take this pain nor Mark's wrath. I don't want anything about this night anymore.

We reached home but I didn't get out of Mark's car. I waited until he says a word.

"Seo Donghyuck... Get out."

Where's the Lee Donghyuck?

"M-Mark." My voice shakes. "Mark... P-Please?"

Mark took a long breath before looking at me with soft eyes. "To be honest, I don't know what to feel anymore."

So do I. I don't know too, Mark. I just don't fucking know.

"Come here..." He soothes me, pulling me in a hug and letting me drop on his lap. "You can cry to me. Please cry to me."

I already am. I have been crying. Even too much. I'm just currently looking into the bright side of this pain, having Mark close to me and him comforting me.

"I..." I sob. "Am not my mother's son."

"I'm sorry, Donghyuck..." I felt Mark's sincerity.

Reminiscing their conversation, I don't know what to actually really think about and investigate about. If it's about me, not being a real son, or the mom that I know now being a mistress, my real mom, or the company.