The Substitute Wife

CHAPTER 94

Over the years, Yoon Jane had always experienced Park Jimin's indifference and neglect towards her.

This time, however, his indifference made her extremely nervous.

Over all these years, she had been closely following him. Though she had never received his love, she had never lost him, either.

But now, he had someone else he loved. She felt that once the door was closed, she and him would become people from two totally different worlds.

Out of fear and panic, she reached out again and grabbed the corner of Park Jimin's shirt recklessly. "Jimin, you have to believe me. I had a compelling reason to find a substitute, and it was only because I wanted to stay with you. Jimin, at that time, I was ill, so I had to find a substitute..."

The specifics of why or how she had hired a substitute had nothing to do with him.

He didn't want to hear it, nor was he interested in it.

He had used to care about Yoon Jane just because he thought that his little troublemaker was really Yoon Jane.

Now, he had realized that his little troublemaker wasn't Yoon Jane. Thus, the reason Yoon Jane had just said, which should have been compelling, did nothing to change his mind.

As if he hadn't heard Yoon Jane's explanation, Park Jimin forcibly pulled the edge of his shirt out of her hands.

Yoon Jane desperately grasped the edge of his shirt, as if she could make him stay by doing this, but she still felt his shirt gradually slip away from her fingertips. She was so afraid that she forgot to shed tears and desperately threw her dignity out the window. She began to beg in earnest. "Jimin, I'm begging you! Please don't shut me out, please..."

However, Park Jimin was never moved by any of her actions or words. He fiercely pulled his shirt back and shut the door fiercely without a moment of hesitation.

"I beg of you, I beg of you! Please, Park Jimin..." Yoon Jane cried as she reached out and pounded on the door vigorously.

However, the door never opened, even if her hands were aching.

"Park Jimin, don't forget, my grandfather saved your grandfather's life!

"Open the door, open the door!"

Next, Yoon Jane raised her foot and began to kick at the door. "How ungrateful you are! You should feel sorry for me! You should feel sorry for the Yoon family!

"I'm going to find your grandfather! I'm going to find your grandfather right now! If I have to suffer, we all have to suffer!"

As she said this, Yoon Jane brutally threw the cell phone in her hand at the door. Then, as if she had lost all her strength, she squatted down slowly, continued to paw weakly at the door, and softly said, "Park Jimin, what I did was really wrong. I didn't mean to do hurt you. I shouldn't have found a substitute. I'm begging you. Please tell me that you were only lying to me before. Tell me that I'm your wife. Park Jimin, open the door. Open the door, Park Jimin..."

Yoon Jane completely threw away any regard she'd had for her dignity, immediately wailing and crying.

When her throat had grown sore, and she had no more strength, her crying faded away into a whisper of a sob.

Meanwhile, the door in front of her was still closed.

With all of her remaining hope, Yoon Jane slapped on the door a few more times. Then she groped around for her phone on the ground with her eyes still red and swollen, then she looked for Wang Momo's telephone number and dialed it right away.