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Jungkook is a powerful businessman, London returns, a brutal fighter, and born in a privileged Kim family. One project forced him to work and stay with his enemy, whose secrets he hid for a long time. He has only one piece of a page but wa...
“With these signatures, we can officially close the contract.”
Kang Yeri sat in an office along with her team and a couple of her lawyers. Seated opposite to her was Jungkook with his team. They were signing off the last of the handover documents for the management to take over the rest of the construction and operations.
“Sir, madam, do you have any questions?” one of the lawyers asked.
“No,” Kang Yeri answered. The meeting had lasted a couple of hours.
And during that time, she kept her eyes on the table, looking at the papers and the words on it that she couldn’t read.
“Sir?” the lawyer asked.
“We are good,” Jungkook’s deep voice answered.
“If there is anything, I’ll contact your team directly.” There was a pause, and she felt the intensity of his stare increase. “I want everyone except for Kang Yeri to leave this room.”
At his order, the lawyers and his men immediately stood up to leave.
But her men stayed. They didn’t move from their places next to her.
“Leave now, or your bodies will have to be removed from this room,” Jungkook threatened them with menace.
Kang Yeri turned to look at Dong-ha. “Go. I’ll join you later,” she said softly.
Dong-ha looked uncertain, but he nodded and left with the rest of her men. As soon as the door shut with a soft click, Jungkook rose up from his chair and came towards to her and stood right in front of her.
“How are you?” he asked softly.
“I’m fine,” she replied.
He watched her face, his eyes lingering on the shadows under her eyes and the slightly puffy eyes. But he didn’t say anything about how she didn’t seem fine. She knew she looked beaten and Jungkook astated.
He slowly moved closer. She didn’t flinch or jerk away as he reached out a hand to her hair that had escaped, and tucked it behind her ears.
Placing his hands on the armrests, he slowly leaned forward and brought his nose towards her nape before inhaling deeply.
“I miss the smell of roses,” he said. And then he buried his nose into her hair. “I miss you, too. I miss you a lot, baby,” he said.
Listening to his vulnerable tone, Kang Yeri felt her control splinter. She clenched her eyes shut and dug her nails into her palms. She tried hard not to let a sob escape from her.
She missed him, too. She missed seeing the easy smile on his face, his affectionate kisses on her cheek, and the heated kisses on her lips. She missed being with the most charming and the most confident man she had ever met. She missed the man who held her heart.
“Why?” he asked.
She felt his finger stroking her cheek while his lips moved on her forehead, and then downward on her cheek. She didn’t realize she had been crying until she felt him capture her tears with his mouth as he trailed his lips softly to her jaw.
“Tell me why we can’t be together?” he demanded softly.
“I can’t, Jungkook,” she said. “I can’t be with you. We are simply not meant to be.”
“Don’t say that,” he said with emotion. “We are meant to be together. I love you so much. Just tell me why you are pushing me away,” he asked, this time in a pleading tone.
Her vision blurred as tears continued to fall. She didn’t try to control them anymore.
“Because I don’t love you,” she repeated the same lie. “I belong with someone else now. I want you to leave me alone,” she whispered.
She heard him take a swift intake of breath before he moved away from her.
Immediately, she missed his warmth and presence. She opened her eyes only to find him watching her with anger and betrayal.
Anger she understood. But it was the betrayal that broke her heart all over again.
She knew he must be thinking that the last few months when they had been together, meant nothing to her. He must have also thought she didn’t love him enough to fight for him.
He was probably right. Even though she loved him, it wasn’t enough to fight for him and their future.
She watched as his expressive face showed her every emotion he felt.
Along with anger and betrayal, there was also hate creeping into it.
She visibly flinched at the sight.
Before they had come together, they had truly hated each other.
She was used to seeing that look before on his face and had even rejoiced in it. But now… the hate-filled look cut her deep.
He continued watching her with that look for a while. And then he turned away and left the room, making her feel cold and empty once again.
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