Unspoken Ties

Chapter-35 Unexpected But Best {The End}

Edited version 🖤🦋

Before anything else read this🤍

Finally, I have completed the full edit of this book! I’ve worked hard to enhance the emotional depth, add more detailed descriptions of feelings, and include some additional wholesome moments to make the story even more immersive. I truly hope it’s now an even better reading experience for all of you.

In the near future, I’ll be writing bonus chapters that will explore how the characters worked through their aloof relationship, how they became each other’s strength, and how they healed together. I hope you look forward to those and wait patiently for them!

That being said, I’d like to remind everyone that this is a fictional story—a source of entertainment meant to be enjoyed in the moment. Please don’t take it too seriously if it doesn’t align with your personal expectations. Let your imagination run free while reading, but don’t dwell on it beyond that.

Also, if this book isn’t to your liking or doesn’t meet your expectations, I kindly ask that you simply stop reading rather than spreading unnecessary negativity. This isn’t meant to be rude, just a heartfelt request. Everyone has different tastes, and that’s completely okay!

Meanwhile, I’m also working on updating my other stories, and very soon, I’ll be releasing a brand-new story! Many of you have already read the prologue and character introduction, so I hope you’ll look forward to it. Your love and support mean everything to me—it’s what keeps me going, no matter how well I write.

That’s all for now! Thank you for being a part of this journey, and I hope to continue sharing more stories with you all.

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After finishing her shower with the help of her mother-in-law, Y/N settled back onto the plush mattress, her damp hair cascading over her shoulders. Dressed in a fresh, comfortable set of clothes, she felt light and refreshed, though her ankle still throbbed faintly. The warmth of the afternoon sun filtered through the curtains, casting a golden hue over the room. A familiar book rested in her lap, the same one she had been meaning to finish for days.

The room was silent, save for the rhythmic ticking of the wall clock. Y/N loved moments like this—peaceful, undisturbed, where she could immerse herself in the world of fiction without distractions. Page after page, she lost herself in the words, flipping through them effortlessly as time slipped away unnoticed.

A soft knock on the door pulled her from her literary escape.

"Come in," she called, her voice gentle.

Mrs. Jeon entered with a warm smile, carefully balancing a tray of food. "It’s lunchtime, sweetheart," she said, placing the tray on the bedside table.

Y/N sat up properly, adjusting the pillows behind her for support. "Thank you, Mom," she said, grateful for the kindness she had been receiving since her injury.

Mrs. Jeon reached out, tucking a loose strand of Y/N’s hair behind her ear. "You should eat well and rest. Let me know if you need anything, alright?"

Y/N nodded with a small smile. "I will."

With a final affectionate pat on her shoulder, Mrs. Jeon left the room, shutting the door behind her.

Y/N turned her attention to the meal before her, steam rising from the freshly prepared food. She picked up her spoon and took a bite, savoring the warm, comforting taste. But as she continued eating, a thought suddenly struck her—Jungkook.