Divorcing My Royal Highness||JJK FF||

Chapter 12 - Pregnancy

Y/N pov:

I felt anger rushing through my veins as I saw the scene before me.

Jungkook was hugging Lisa in her room. Samantha, a concubine who used to sleep with Jungkook before the war, was standing behind me, smirking at the scene.

I heard a whisper behind me, "Looks like he's going to replace you, just like me." That's when anger took over, and I slapped her hard.

Everyone was looking at me in shock, including Lisa and Jungkook. Lisa smirked, fueling my anger, and I was about to confront her, but I was too angry and sad to care about their reactions, so I ran to my room.

Sitting in my room, tears of sorrow filled my eyes as I thought about my husband in the arms of another woman. I wondered what I had done to deserve such harsh treatment from him.

Suddenly, I heard a loud thud at the door, and I opened it to find Jungkook standing there. His eyes were fixed on my face as he began speaking, "Who do you think you are to slap Samantha? I don't remember giving you the right to slap anyone in my palace."

His eyes were cold, devoid of emotions. "Well, surely I have the right to slap one of your concubines. After all, I'm your wife, the queen of this palace."

He chuckled, eyeing me from top to bottom, before saying words that shattered my heart into a million pieces. "You're nothing but our rival's daughter. I would have never married you if it wasn't for the palace and my people. You're nothing compared to the woman I love, the woman I wanted to have. If it wasn't for the throne, I would have never married a woman like you."

I laughed sarcastically, harshly rubbing away tears, and said, "Woman like me? Who are you to say this after spending nights with other women? At least I worked for this marriage, not like you. You never cared about me; you only gave me pain and regret. You're not even worthy of the title of husband, partner, and king."

His eyes pierced mine as he said, "Why should I care about you when your own parents didn't even care about you before sending you to me?" He smirked, ending his sentence, "Then let's divorce and end this marriage, Jeon Jungkook."

He looked at me, shocked, as if he never thought I would say that after three years of marriage. "What did you just say? Huh?" he asked gently, cupping my face.

I roughly threw his hands off my face and said, "I don't understand you, Jungkook. You promised me you would change, but you broke that promise."

I continued, "And if you hate me so much, I'm ready to leave you because I'm no longer going to let you torture my heart. With this, you can also marry your favorite Lisa."

He held my hands tightly, saying, "Look, now you can't leave me." "And why can't I leave you?" "You just can't leave me, and that's final!"

I was so angry at him that I slapped him hard. "ARE YOU FREAKING CRAZY?" He was silent, then started laughing, which scared me even more.

He stopped laughing and said darkly, "Babe, don't you want to have a kid with me?" I was shocked by his statement and shouted, "ARE YOU CRAZY, JUNGKOOK, FOR REAL? ARE YOU? WE'RE IN THE MIDDLE OF A BREAKUP, AND YOU'RE THINKING ABOUT A CHILD!"

He laughed even more, making me more scared. I tried to run away, but he gripped my hands tightly, saying, "Y/niee, where are you going?" "Jungkook, leave me, please!" But instead, he held my hand behind my back, making me more scared.

He began to unzip my dress, but I was too scared, and sweat dripped from my forehead as anxiety built up. I felt weak, and that's when I fainted.

(Jungkook's POV)

I held Y/N in a bridal carry and called the guards, shouting, "GO AND BRING A DOCTOR!" They were scared by my anger and ran to bring the doctor.

I don't understand sometimes what I'm doing, and I don't know if I love Y/N or not. I know I can't live without her, but I also love Lisa. When she went crying into her room, I felt like consoling her.

But when Y/N said she was leaving me, I went crazy, and I don't even know when the idea of a baby came to mind. I just said it so she wouldn't leave me.

As I stood there, holding Y/N's limp form, I felt a pang of guilt and concern.

I had never intended for things to escalate to this point. I called out to the guards once more, "Summon the physician immediately! I want her examined and treated at once!"

The guards hastened to comply, their faces pale with fear.

The physician arrived promptly, her face etched with concern. She examined Y/N, her hands moving with a quiet competence.

After a few moments, she looked up at me, her eyes serious. "Your Majesty, the queen is with child."

My heart leapt with surprise, and I felt as though I had been struck by a thunderbolt. I stared at the physician, my mind reeling with the implications.

A child? Y/N was to bear me a child? I felt a surge of emotions: joy, wonder, and trepidation.

I turned to Y/N, who was still unconscious, and felt a wave of tenderness wash over me. I gently brushed a strand of hair from her face, my heart filled with a newfound sense of purpose.

I would do everything in my power to protect her and our unborn child.

As I stood there, holding Y/N's hand, I knew that I had to make things right between us. I had to prove to her that I was committed to our marriage and to our future together.

I vowed to myself that I would do everything in my power to regain her trust and her love.

But as I looked down at Y/N's peaceful face, I knew that it wouldn't be easy. I had hurt her deeply, and it would take time and effort to heal the wounds I had inflicted.

I was willing to do whatever it took, though, to make things right between us.

I gently lifted Y/N into my arms, cradling her against my chest. I looked up at the physician, my eyes serious.

"See to it that she receives the best care possible. I want her and our child to be safe and healthy."

The physician nodded, her face grave. "I will, Your Majesty. But I must warn you, the queen's health is fragile.

She needs rest and care, or there could be complications with the pregnancy."

I nodded, my heart heavy with concern. I knew that I had to take care of Y/N, to put her needs above my own desires.

I was willing to do whatever it took to ensure her health and happiness, and that of our unborn child.

As I carried Y/N to her chambers, I knew that I had a long and difficult road ahead of me.

But I was determined to make things right, to prove to Y/N that I was worthy of her love and trust.

I would do whatever it took to make our marriage work, to create a happy and healthy home for our child.

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