DADDY'S DILEMMA: BABE - YUNGI

chapter one

YUNHO'S POV

I'm currently in the living room of our house, waiting for him to come home. No matter what time it is, I keep waiting for his return, trying my best to stay awake. He never messages me to let me know when he's coming home, but I still want to be here, waiting for my husband to arrive.

I heard a car outside, so I rushed to the window to see who it was. I saw Mingi getting out of the car, and it was clear that he was drunk. Without hesitation, I went outside to meet him and offer my support.

"B-babe, let me help you. You're drunk," I said as I reached out to hold him, but he abruptly pushed my hand away.

"Who the hell are you?" he said, which caught me off guard and suddenly gave me a heartache. I took a deep breath before speaking.

"I'm your husband. Please, babe, just let me help you," I almost pleaded said with him.

"Oh, my slut husband," he said in his drunken state, followed by laughter. I chose to ignore his words, even though I've grown used to him calling me that. It still hurt. I supported him as we entered our house and made our way to our former bedroom.

"I hate my slut husband," he said again when we entered the room. I simply laid him down and immediately felt tears welling up in my eyes, but I quickly wiped them away.

Mingi had his eyes closed, and I had to change his clothes so he could sleep comfortably. I slowly unbuttoned his shirt, but when I removed it, I immediately noticed a hickey on his chest, causing me to stop for a minute.

I smelled the shirt he was wearing, and it had the scent of a woman's perfume.

My heart shattered into pieces, and I fought back the urge to cry. I quickly dressed Mingi and adjusted his position on the bed.

"I love you so much," I said with tears streaming down my face as I kissed his forehead before leaving our former bedroom, which now belonged solely to him.

I returned to the maid's room, which is now my room. Mingi sent our maids back to their own homes, and now I'm the one taking care and cleaning of the entire house.

I lay on the bed and let all the pain overwhelm me. Mingi is cheating on me, and it all started when he wrongly thought I was cheating on him with my best friend, Mark.

Nothing happened between me and Mark. I don't know how we ended up waking up together without wearing any clothes, but we both know nothing happened between us, even though we were both drunk.

I don't know how we ended up in this situation, and I still regret the sin that I never committed.

In an instant, the Mingi who loved me so much disappeared. The Mingi who never physically hurt me, the Mingi who never hurt my feelings, the Mingi who promised he would never cheat on me.

Maybe Mingi will forgive me, I don't know for how long. He can hurt me as long as he wants,  if it makes him feel better. I'm okay with that.

I've been crying every day since that day. It's been almost five months of Mingi coming home drunk nearly every day, often with kiss marks on him—his neck or chest. But I endure the pain, even though it hurts a lot. I think I deserved it.

Even though I know he's trying to get revenge, it's fine. But even though I'm used to it, I can't help but feel hurt. I can't complain because they think I've done something wrong that I should regret.

I only have one friend, Mark, because ever since that day, Mingi has forbidden me from leaving the house. Hongjoong hyung is mad at me because of what I did.