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The most heartbreaking part of this all was seeing the kids being forced into liking their mother, Jinho would cry every time Irene pick him up and she would get frustrated with them that made her yell.

I know I can't hate that woman because I'm the one who reaches out to her but I can't help it. My plan was to leave before the kuds woke up but then I figured I couldn't do that to them. So here I was, in the kitchen cooking them breakfast as if it was any other normal day. After I serve the plates, Taehyung and Irene joins at the table which I had to hold back my tongue when she made a grossed out face.

As if she never seen eggs with bacon and toast before. After Jinho was done eating, I looked around the table where the awkward silence resided making it hard for me to breath in. So I immediately stood up. "I'm gonna go pack my things" I says and without hearing the reply, I leave up stairs to my room.

I was minutes into parking when I heard knocking on the door. I already figured out who it must be but I pay no attention to it as I continue with my actions. Without a warning, Taehyung came right through the door hands in his pockets as he leaned against the door before closing it.

I didn't even bother to look up to see him with sadness and anger both mixed onto his face. "Jisoo" he calls out but I just ignore him. "Jisoo, please"

"I shouldn't have done that application since the first place" I mutter, finally looking up at him. "Clearly i'm not good at this whole nanny job in the first place" I added.

"What are you talking about? Of course you are." Taehyung utter making me bite the inside of my cheek. "If anyone should be made  here, it should be me. You emailed Irene and brought her into my house. But Jisoo, I was never going to fire you" He says making me look away.

"Do you fjrva second think that I would be comfortable with leaving the kids with her? I've told you before that they need you, and as for now so do I?"

"I don't care. She's here now, and sadly there is nothing I can do. You heard what she said last night. She's willing to lie to keep the kids because of me"

"Jisoo, that is never going to happen" He spoke coming closer to me. "I'll figure out a way to get rid of her, but can you not go. The kids really need you"

"The kids need their father. They'll miss me, but they're always have you"

Taehyung looks at me, his hand reaching up to cup my face. "And what about me?" He asks, sadness evident in his eyes. "Who do I have if you leave?" His eyes look at my whole face. "I need you, Jisoo"

I pushed his hands away from my face, and instantly looking away. "Thank you for the opportunity that you give me to work as the kid's nanny, Mr. Kim" I mutter, as the reflecting from the corner my eyes I saw that his face flash with hurt.

"Don't call me that, please" he mumble, grabbing my face once again in his hands, pressing his lips on mine abd as much as i wanted kiss back. But all I could do was pushed him away in the matter of seconds.

"I have to go" I say and walk off, seeing no point into saying goodbye to the kids because it'll only hurt me more. Once I reach downstairs, I saw Irene holding Jinho and the two girls kissing their smiles as they saw me holding my bags and heading towards the door.

"Mommy!" Eun-ju cals out. Once I finally walk outside of the entrance, my tears just let loose as i hear footsteps behind me and I knew it was was the kids.

"Please don't leave us!" Eunji cries, as much as I wanted to turn back and give them one last hug, I made everything in me stop myself from doing that.

I immediately take a fast step towards my car and get in.

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TAEHYUNG'S POV

Shit!

What kind of idiot am I? Letting Jisoo leave just like that without putting up a fight? She made things so easy for me, so much that she made it easy somehow for me to be able to want to be with her.

Nkw she's gone and it's genuinely taking a toll on me. It is currently four in the morning and I'm in the backyard sitting on the bench chair by the pool, the moonlight and pool lights being the only source of light around me.

I chugged the glass of whisky in my hand before getting another. It had been a week and a half since Jisoo left and life was definitely not treating me well.

The kids were back at their depressive state, Irene was a mess and a shit mother although there was nothing new with her. We were back at the beginning, argument almost every single days.

I tried my hardest to contact Jisoo but she was not picking up, not for once. The kids were sad about her departure and so was i. Things seemed dark without her.

All Irene did was arrived home from hanging out, and fuck things up in the house. No wonder my mother never liked her. She was such a wreck, I was Judy too blind to see it back then because of how in love I was with that woman.

But now that's not the point, I was not in love with Irene anymore. Shit, I can't even stand her behaviour. How was I ever married to her? As my mother said, the only good things she did was give me three wonderful kids.

I hated the fact that Jisoo was the one who bringing her back in my house, but then again i knew what she meant and why  she thought she doing the best thing. She was just a week on this job, didn't quite understand the seriousness between our problems, therefore I knew her intention were good. I just it didn't happen this way.

I could never hate Jisoo, but even a little bit. How can I? She was right. Hell, she was right at everything. No matter what I said or did, I knew she was going to be right regardless.

As I sat here downing my sorrow I got to think, Do I love her? Jisoo has been with us for months now and half of those we aren't being close with one another. She's someone I knew very well, the girl that my parents would have wanted fur me, especially my mom. She probably started planning our wedding from the time she met her.

I'm aware that falling in love when I'm older goes by much more quicker than when I was young, because when you're young you feel as though you're got all the time in the world. As opposed to when you're in your kid thirties, time just seems to fly by so much faster. That I just can't admit that I fall I love with Jisoo. Not when me and Irene was still a husband and wife.

"Fuck this!" I muttered, standing up from the chair and going inside. I get straight into the kids room and start packing clothes for them. I wasn't just going to stay still and do nothing. A week without her, it already just like a fucking year without her. Jisoo was nothing but great help to me and my kids. She's been a fat better mother than Irene ever was.

There was just something about her that made everything shitty about my life, a little less shitty. She didn't even have to do anything, my day would just be complete whenever I see her.

I wasn't going to stay here and watch my kids grow depressed each and every passing day. I was going to bring Jisoo back to where she belongs to.





















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