It's been a week since that incident. Everything came back to normal in his life, at least for now, he thought. There was no throne named Emma in his life now. With all things going smoothly in his life, there was no need to worry now.
Jungkook was sitting in his study room, his mind clouded with various thoughts about whatever had happened in his life. A person like him, who is adept in business and should know people just by their behaviour, fell into the trap of Emma's lie. Her innocent face, sugar-coated talks, and polite behaviour sure trapped him. Never in his dreams did he think Emma could be this devious from the inside. Lia was right; those people show their fake innocence to others and trap them in their net. Emma had definitely trapped him very well.Soon a knock on the door broke him from his trance of thoughts, bringing him back to reality. He told the person who was standing outside waiting for his orders to come .One of his maids came to him, holding a letter in her hand. He took the letter from her. The maid bowed to him and left from there.
His brows frowned, thinking of whose letter it could be. Shrugging off all the thoughts, he tore the envelope and took out the letter from inside. Opening it, he started to read what was written on it.
He felt like land under his feet slipped, and reading the content inside the letter, his eyes started to become watery. He felt like crying.
"Jungkook, I know whatever I'm going to do will hurt you the most." But I have no other choice. I need to break from all these. It was too much for me.I can't live like this. I'm going away from you. Somewhere where there will be no problems in my life where there would be no shadow of Emma in my life. Whatever happened was all because of her. and somehow it has affected our relationship.
I know you're not at fault for whatever happened in the past few days. I had warned you about Emma, but you acted like deaf ears at that time.
But now I need a break from all this. I really need my mental peace. That's why I'm going away from you. You were the most beautiful thing that happened in my life. I'll never forget you. I'll always cherish the moments we spent together; they will always be in my heart and mind.
And please don't try to find me. I know you will do that, but if you have ever loved me, Then please don't try to search for me. "And don't forget, I'll always love you."Fresh tears started gathering in his eyes. He was feeling helpless for not thinking about Lia in all this. He was blaming himself for all this. But soon his eyes turned red in pure rage after remembering Emma's mention in the letter. And hatred towards Emma increased more in his heart. This all happened because of her. Lia left him because she couldn't bear all this, and all this happened because of Emma.
He crushed the letter in his hand and grabbed his phone. He was so desperate to talk to Lia at that moment. He called her, but her number was out of reach. Without thinking about anything, he ran out of his house and Running like madman, he reached towards his garage and immediately got in his car. He started the engine and went to Lias' house.
Driving like a crazy man, he was desperate to meet her. All he was thinking was that this should be her prank. She can't leave him. She loved him. She is not a person who would get sacred over such small things, so why now? What happened to her was that she took a step like this.
He reached her apartment and started banging on her door, but to his poor luck, the door was locked. He was impatiently calling his name from outside, hoping she would answer him and open the door, but he didn't get any response.
Feeling helpless, he dropped his hands and slumped down the wall, crying his heart out. He ran his hands through his hair in frustration.After crying for nearly twenty minutes, he came back to his senses. Wiping off his tears, he fisted out his phone from his pocket and called a specific person.
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