𝖡𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗒 𝖮𝖿 𝖳𝗈𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗐 (𝖭𝖺 𝖩𝖺𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇)

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TW! STRONG LANGUAGE

Jaemin twirl the glass on his hand. The red liquid moving as he twirl his wrist smoothly. His dark gaze over the beverage darken as the scenario earlier replayed in his head. The way his woman is clinging onto Renjun. It angers him. He don't know if he's late or he's too early. But he know, he will get Hajin back.

The woman he owns from the start. All of what Renjun has right now are once his. He's had enough of giving away what he owns. Not anymore. "Are you ready for another session?" Haerin smirk, her red lips lopsided and her hand softly brushing onto his biceps. "I'm not here for that"

"Then, what?" Haerin sat on the stool beside her, crossing her legs which is covered by tiny pieces of clothes. "Seduce him for me" He throw pictures of Renjun on the table. "Isn't he the owner of RJ clothing line?" Haerin face him. "I don't care. Do it, I'll pay you" He snaps. "What's your relationship with him tho? You don't look like brothers too"

"He's my cousin."

"No. I don't want to" His brows crease up hearing Haerin's response. "He's not really my type. Can't" Haerin adds. "What, why?" He face the woman putting his glass down. "Just no. I don't really like him. Look, if you're not here to do me like what we usually do, I'm going. See you around, Na Jaemin"

Jaemin sighs, a push on his hair was made by him out of frustration. He can't seem to accomplish anything these days. What the hell is happening to him? Is it a failed already? He don't know. He don't even know what he's doing. "Yes, he said we'll have dinner tonight but I feel like not going" Jaemin lift his head hearing Hajin's voice. He look around the room only to see Hajin with Jisung walking down the stairs together.

"Are you going to avoid him? It's been 4 months, give him a chance" Jisung said approaching a table not so far away from Jaemin. "It's not about him. It's me" Hajin respond sitting across the chair. "There's some...gaps" She sighs. "That Renjun can't fill? Then, who can fill it? Jaemin?"

"I don't know! Maybe?" She raps. "Maybe? Didn't you said you push him away? Are you nuts?" Jisung grips on the menu. "Maybe, I am! Add to that, Renjun's Mom is asking our whereabouts into having a baby" She sighs. "Wow. You really got yourself in a situation you can't get out. What if you ask Jaemin for help?" Jisung suggest. "Excuse me, did you not hear the part I basically slap the word I'm married to him?"

"Which is true" Jisung cornered her words with facts. "Come on, why did Jaemin return into pursuing you if he don't want you back? It's clear that he want you back" Jisung states. "I don't know. I'm gonna have to think about what to do when I return" She sighs sipping her drink which arrives just now. "Maybe you shouldn't have agreed to the wedding...?"

Hajin can tell Jisung is being careful as he said those words. And it pain her to think that every word that could come out of his mouth will have impact towards her. "If I didn't agreed to it, I wonder how's my life right now" Jaemin heave a sigh. He's the one to blame for all of this. "No, if Jaemin didn't had the thoughts of doing that, I wonder what life I have right now with Jaemin"

"Jisung" Hajin calls. "Hm?" The younger hums. "Jaemin, he gave me assurance. I thought it will be fine because he gave me his assurance but the next day, he just push me. It was his gaze that I can't forget. He was looking at me like he don't love me the last day." She mumbles. "What if he has plans?"

"Plans" She scoffs. "What if he had the thought of telling me first?" She adds standing up once she finish her drink. "I'm going now" She said. "Sure, text me, alright?" Nodding she walk out of the restaurant.

As for Jaemin, he took out his card paying for his drinks. Once he got his card back, he throw it in his pocket walking out of the quiet restaurant. He lights his cigarette spotting Hajin's back. Sighing, hs trails behind the woman.

He was 5 steps away from the woman. Although he could not guarantee that the woman feel his presence behind, he still continue moving his foot along Hajin's. To his surprise, the woman stops. "Who are you? Why are you following me?" The woman question. Jaemin could tell Hajin is gripping tightly on her shoulder bag. "Don't be scared, it's me"

"Jaemin?" The woman face him. "Yes, it's me. Sorry, if I scare you" He said, straightening himself. Almost forgetting, he throw the almost out cigarette. "What are you doing here?" Hajin asks. "For a drink?" His words comes out as question. "Whatever. Don't follow me" And Hajin turn her heels. He sighs watching the woman stood by the sidewalk until he decided to take the risk.

"Hajin, one second!" He calls catching up with the woman. "Look, I'm very busy and I have dinner to catch. Let's talk some day" Hajin face him. "No, give me a minute. Just listen to me and let me explain what plan I really have" He insist. "I don't care about your plan! You sold me" That left him speechless. It is clear that Hajin is mad. And he can't blame the woman.

"You sold me like you did not give me assurance that you won't give up on me, but you did"

"I never want any of these. Auntie Huang threatened me. That if I don't give up on you, she will end you. I was scared that the nightmare I kept having will happen. But I'm ready now. I can face her now. So, for me, hang in there. I will get you back"

"You will get nothing back, Jaemin. The moment you push me away, we ended. And there's nothing for you to claim anymore. Forget about it already, it's done" Hajin stops a taxi getting on right away.

Hajin enters the quiet house. Her heels alone were the noise around the living room. She unknowingly grip on her purse as she remembers her encounter with Jaemin earlier. It was indeed painful. She don't want to push the man away but her anger took over her soul.

"Hey, you're back. I cook dinner" Renjun exits the kitchen, a apron around his waist. "Oh right. Yes" She stutters. "Is something wrong?" Renjun frowns. "No, nothing. I'll change quick" She force a smile going up on their room.

The dinner was suffocating. They are both quiet just like the maids who would pour them drinks and serve the food Renjun cooked. "Why are you so bother?" Renjun broke the menacing silence. "Renjun, did you know that Jaemin is back?" She softly mumbles. "Y..yes, I heard about Grandpa" The man answers. "He talked to me. Twice"

"Do you know what he told me?"

"He said he's sorry" She chuckles bitterly. "I wanted to run to him because I miss him so much but instead, I told him how good of a husband you are. It's not even the opposite of what you are to me. You're so good" She raps letting go of her utensils. "And thinking about how you look after me for four months, it hurts me to say that you never fill up the gaps inside me"

"Hajin, I understand. I'm giving you time. I won't force you to fix everything with me cause from the start everything is so mess up. But I hope you won't forget that I am legally your husband and you're my wife" Renjun wipes his mouth with the napkin standing up. Completely mad and on fire. "I never forget that. Wherever I go, I am called by the surname I never want!"

"You are legally a Huang. My surname fills your last spot. It will not change. And I won't let it change"

"I don't know whatever the fuck you want with Na Jaemin but I'm warning you, get everything from him, whatever you want. But if I found out that man's egg is developing inside you"

"I'll ruin you, what he will get is something worse than you"

"You don't want that to happen to your lovely Na Jaemin, right?" Renjun lean on the glass table, not breaking his gaze on her. "If you have heard of what my power can do, you should be wary now" Renjun whisper the last words. "The only thing that could develop inside you is my child. No one else. Try getting pregnant with another man's egg"

"An innocent human being will suffer before it could even open its eyes, we don't want that, don't we?"