Chapter 42 || Test

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Jungkook was standing a few feet behind Kang Yeri, silently watching everything.

The woman began sobbing uncontrollably.

“Mimo is going to kill Hana and me as she did with my daughter and her husband. I don’t want anything happening to my Hana. Please, save her!”

The woman held Kang Yeri’s hands. “Please, Kang Yeri. Save Hana! Don’t let anything happen to my granddaughter! She’s just an innocent child!”

Kang Yeri just continued to stare at the little girl.

The small girl clung to her grandmother and began to cry in small, frightened sobs.

Jungkook moved closer and stood right next to Kang Yeri.

“Nothing will happen to you or your granddaughter,” he told the woman. “We promise to keep you both safe. The child is frightened. Please take her inside your room while we sort out the details for your safety.”

“W-who are you?” she asked.

“I’m Kim Jungkook,” he told her.

Listening to his last name, the woman looked at him with hopeful eyes.

Then wiping away her tears, she picked up the child and went into an adjoining room, leaving just him and Kang Yeri in the small living room.

His heart felt heavy as he helplessly watched Kang Yeri still staring blankly where the little girl and the woman had sat.

He knelt down and placed his arms around her.

He just held her without saying anything.

Silent tears ran down her cheeks. “I can’t believe this... I’ve waited six years for this moment,” she whispered. “Six long years to be united with my daughter. That had been the only thing driving me to keep going. And now…”

“We’ll get the blood tests and the DNA tests done,” he told her gently.

A shudder ran through her, but she didn’t say anything.

***

Two hours later, Jungkook flew them all to the city. A doctor was summoned to draw out some blood from Kang Yeri and the child. Their hair samples were also provided.

Jungkook had the woman and child placed in a high-security guesthouse that belonged to the Kims. Making sure they were comfortable, he then drove Kang Yeri and him to his penthouse.

Kang Yeri had been silent all the while.

“Have the results available within a day,” he instructed on the phone as he drove.

After he ended the call, he turned to see if she was doing okay. She was just watching the road ahead.

“We will have the results available by tomorrow,” he informed her softly.

“I know what the results will be. Bora was speaking the truth,” she said in a deadened voice which worried him.

He didn’t say anything. He didn’t want to offer empty words until the proof came out.

Soon they reached the penthouse.

“You haven’t slept for a while. Get some rest,” he told her, gently nudging her towards the bed. “I’ll be in the other room next to you. Call me if you need anything,” he said.

She didn’t say anything. She went towards the bathroom quietly and shut the door.

He didn’t want to leave her alone. He wanted to stay right next to her and hold her while she slept. But he felt torn. She was engaged to be married to another man.

Even as everything inside him rebelled, he turned and was about to leave. But he stopped when he heard the sobs.

They weren’t gentle or soft. They were loud, keening wails. The kind a person let out when their heart broke due to extreme grief.

Listening to her cry that way made him feel like his own heart was breaking.

He opened the bathroom door and went inside.

She was sitting on the floor against one of the walls with her legs folded up and her head bent down.

He dropped down next to her and held her as she let out her grief. And when she was too tired to even cry, he carried her to bed.

Fuck morals. He was going to comfort the woman he loved when she needed him.

He lay next to her on the bed and held her as she slowly slipped into sleep.

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