Unspoken Ties

Chapter-20 Inner Turmoil

Jungkook was dancing with Lia-his entire focus should have been on the dance and the girl he was partnered with. But instead, his whole attention was on two people standing a little far from the dance floor.

They seemed to be interacting so well.

While he, on the other hand, was mentally disturbed. Instead of engaging in conversation with his dance partner, his eyes were fixed on those two. And if Lia tried to initiate one, he would only give small replies or nod absentmindedly, having no idea what they were actually talking about.

And it seriously pissed Lia off. She knew he had a wife, but at least for a minute, he could focus on her. It wasn't like she was going to snatch him away.

Pfftt... lovesick boy.

Only if she knew.

Jungkook didn't even care what she thought. He wanted to move his gaze away from them, but he couldn't. It was as if his eyes were glued to them, uninterested in seeing anything else.

Jungkook saw how Jimin laughed and gazed at Y/N fondly. Though Jungkook appeared calm, in reality, he was churned up inside. The small smile she flashed stirred a strange feeling in his heart.

And then, the next scene made him want to rush over and pull Y/N away from Jimin when he saw him extending his hand toward her.

Was he asking her to dance? How dare he?

But what made Jungkook freeze in disbelief was when she placed her hand in Jimin's.

Did she just accept his request? How could she?

Anger bubbled inside him.

But more than anything... why did he feel hurt? Why was his anger turning into sadness and disappointment?

Was it because instead of Lia, he could have chosen Y/N?

He could have simply refused Lia's request and asked Y/N to dance with him instead. But then his mind reminded him-he never considered his wife's opinion.

How shameful.

All he ever did was blame her, give her the cold shoulder, respond with rude remarks, and consider her the reason for ruining his life. Memories flooded back, reminding him of how cruel he had been toward his own wife-a woman who never asked for anything.

Wasn't it funny?

He had never given her a reason to be happy.

And what did all these things tell him?

Jeon Jungkook was never a good husband.

He never was a perfect husband.

The realization made him feel nothing but nauseous and ashamed of his own actions.

What was her fault?

A lump formed in his throat as he watched the two weave their way to the dance floor.

The sight before him pained him.

His eyes were so busy roaming over them that he hadn't noticed when his hand slipped from Lia's or when his legs started moving on their own-heading straight toward the exit.

His mind completely ignored the girl calling after him.

Right now, he just wanted to be alone-to get rid of the suffocation.

The cold breeze caressed his face, making him close his eyes.

His shaking hands clenched into fists as the scene from moments ago flashed in his mind.