𝒴𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒 𝑀𝓎 𝐸𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 • 𝑱𝑱𝑲 𝒇𝒇 ꜰꜰ

Chapter 19

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CHOI YOUNG-SOO POV

JUNGKOOK is really stressed these last few weeks.

He was looking for a mafia criminal. I feel bad that I couldn't be any help to him. But the only thing I could do is to look after him.

Atleast I need to fill his stomach to keep him strong.

Looking after Jungkook, guess am not taking care of myself. Maybe that's why I've been waking up with morning sickness.

I couldn't even keep up with the meat smell. Not only meat, but any smelly food also makes my insides flip.

As any other day, I deliver Jungkook his lunch and get back home. I couldn't see him as he was in a meeting or something. I planned on eating food with him but it's ok.

Work should be done first.

The telephone rang. I strolled towards the receiver, picking up the hand telephone.

"Hello, Mom." Haneul's exciting voice comes from the other side.

"Yes, Haneul. How were you?" I asked sitting on the armchair with a smile.

"Mom, Grandpa is going to take me out fishing today. I will definitely catch a big fish. So, please pray that I will get a big fish."

I chuckled, "Yes. I will pray that our little Haneul will get a big fish. And I will also pray not to make my son get hurt in any way."

"I won't get hurt. I'm a strong boy." I can feel the pout.

"But I'm not there with you. Last time you fall into the lake. Thank God, your father & grandpa took you out."

I warned him. A few years back, I was not there with Haneul that day. He fall into the lake when he went fishing with Jungkook & Dad.

They rescued him but I'm the one who get traumatized. But, this little devil still has the guts to grin at my face and show the medium size fish he caught after falling inside the lake.

"I know."

"No. You don't know. Mom can't be with you all the time. So, take care of yourself. Be aware of everything around you & don't get hurt." I said as he giggled, "Haneul, you are precious to me. All I ask you to be happy & strong like your father. Don't be like me."

"Ok, ok. You can lecture me when I get home. Bye, Grandpa is going now. Love you, Mom."

I smile, "Love you too."

*DING DONG*

"Who is it?" I mumbled reaching the door. It's getting evening. Jungkook usually comes home by night but who could it be?

I slowly opened the door.

*STAB*

"HUH!"

Pain. I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. My vision went blurry & my mind went black.

My legs stumbled back. Someone pushed me.

*THUMB*

Did I fall? It hurts.

My hands are crimson. My blood.

"Is she his wife?"

"Yes."

"Then that bastard will stop looking for me. He should learn his lesson for poking me. How dare he think silly of a mafia?"

My breaths are heavy as I cry out. I couldn't clearly hear their voices because of tinnitus.

Is this how death feels like? Is it this painful?

Jungkook.

Haneul.

Everything went dark.

.

.

.

I flashed open my eyes with great pain in my abdomen. My breaths are sharp and I felt like throwing up.

I felt wet between my legs. Everything around me is blood. My blood. My body is weak as I try to sit up. My pant has bloodstain.

Why it's hurting soo much? The wound on my stomach is nothing compared to the abdomen pain I'm feeling now.

A cry left my mouth as I pull my limp body towards the cabinet where the telephone was located.

I try to remove the knife in midway feeling pain. As the knife was gone my pain went down a little but the abdomen pain is still there.

My shaky bloody hands get a hold of the telephone.

"Hello." The voice I'm dying to hear.

"J_Jungkook." Why my voice is weak?

"Darling, is something wrong? What happened to your voice?"

"I_ I'm dying." I cried loudly.

"Y_Young-soo. What are you saying? I_I'm coming. Just wait."

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