Unexpected// J.JKFF

Chapter 20

Yn pov_

Yn's footsteps echoed softly in the dimly lit hallway as she made her way to her grandmother's room, seeking solace in the memories of their past conversations. With a heavy heart, she sank onto the edge of her grandmother's bed, the familiar scent of lavender enveloping her like a comforting embrace.

As she gazed around the room, her mind drifted back to the countless moments she had spent here, listening to her grandmother's wise words and absorbing the strength and wisdom she exuded. Yn could still hear the echo of her grandmother's powerful voice, her words resounding in her mind like a mantra.

"Women are not weak," her grandmother had told her, her eyes ablaze with conviction. "Their capacity and power are boundless."

Those words had struck a chord within Yn, igniting a fire of determination and resilience that burned brightly within her soul. Even now, years after her grandmother's passing, Yn could feel the flames of inspiration flickering within her, fueling her resolve to face the challenges that lay ahead.

"I miss her," Yn whispered softly, her voice tinged with longing. "She may be gone, but her words live on within me."

Flashback...7 years ago

Yn's world crumbled around her as she grappled with the devastating news. Her carefully laid plans for surgery, her dreams for the future, all seemed to evaporate in an instant as she absorbed the weight of her unexpected pregnancy.

Trembling with uncertainty, Yn sought refuge in the comforting presence of her grandmother. With tears streaming down her cheeks, she poured out her heart, her anguish echoing in the silent confines of the room.

As she buried her face in her grandmother's lap, seeking solace in her embrace, Yn was met with words of wisdom and reassurance.

"Yn beta, it's okay," her grandmother murmured softly, her voice a soothing balm to Yn's shattered spirit. "Everything is written by God, and we must navigate life's twists and turns with faith and courage."

Yn's words echoed through the room, heavy with despair and disillusionment. As her grandmother tenderly ran her fingers through Yn's hair, a solemn silence enveloped them, punctuated only by the gentle rhythm of their breathing.

"God doesn't love me, Nani," Yn whispered, her voice tinged with bitterness.

Her grandmother's touch remained gentle and comforting, a silent acknowledgment of Yn's pain. "God loves everything, child," she replied softly, her voice imbued with unwavering faith. "He weaves our stories with all the trials and tribulations we face. Trust in Him."

But Yn's heart was hardened by the weight of her suffering. "I will never," she declared defiantly, her voice laced with defiance. "If God truly loved me, He wouldn't make my life this miserable."

Her grandmother offered no rebuttal, her silence a testament to the depth of her understanding and acceptance. Instead, she continued to caress Yn's hair with a tenderness that spoke volumes, a silent reminder that love and faith endure even in the darkest of times.

As Yn buried her face in her grandmother's lap, her heart heavy with doubt and disillusionment, she found solace in the simple act of being held. And though her faith may have wavered in that moment, the seeds of hope planted by her grandmother's unwavering love remained, waiting to bloom once more in the fertile soil of her heart.

Present

Jungkook's fingers paused on the keys of his laptop as his secretary, Mr. Kim, delivered the long-awaited news. With a sense of satisfaction, he looked up from his screen to meet Mr. Kim's gaze.

"Finally, they've accepted after years of requests," Jungkook remarked, a hint of triumph coloring his tone.

Mr. Kim nodded in agreement, his expression reflecting a shared sense of relief. "Yes, sir. It seems our persistence has paid off."

"Alright then," Jungkook said decisively, his mind already racing ahead to the next steps. "Book tickets to India now. We leave tomorrow."

Without hesitation, Mr. Kim bowed respectfully and swiftly exited the cabin, leaving Jungkook alone with his thoughts. As he returned his attention to his laptop, a sense of anticipation tinged with excitement filled him. The collaboration with Dyan Corporation marked a significant milestone for his company, and Jungkook was determined to seize the opportunity with both hands.

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After a long journey, Jungkook finally arrived in India, the anticipation coursing through his veins as he stepped out of his car and gazed up at the imposing facade of Dyan Corporation. With a determined stride, he made his way inside the company, accompanied by his secretary and a retinue of bodyguards.

Entering the boardroom, Jungkook took a moment to survey his surroundings, the polished interior reflecting the prestige of the company he was about to negotiate with. Taking his seat at the head of the table, he exuded an aura of confidence and authority, ready to tackle the business ahead.

As he waited for the CEO of Dyan Corporation and the other shareholders to arrive, Jungkook's mind buzzed with anticipation. This meeting represented a crucial juncture for both companies, and he was determined to navigate the negotiations with skill and finesse.

With a steely gaze and a firm resolve, Jungkook awaited the arrival of his counterparts, ready to engage in the high-stakes discussions that lay ahead.

As the door swung open, Jungkook's attention was immediately drawn to the striking figure who entered the room. His gaze lingered on the woman's elegant form, taking in the cascade of black hair, the depth of her dark eyes, and the radiant glow of her tan skin. Though her beauty was undeniable, it was her air of confidence and authority that captivated him.

A flicker of recognition stirred within Jungkook's mind, a sense of familiarity tugging at the edges of his memory. But before he could place her, the woman took her seat at the CEO's chair without so much as a glance in his direction.

Without missing a beat, she began to command the room with effortless authority, her voice ringing clear and authoritative as she ordered the start of the meeting. Jungkook couldn't help but be impressed by her commanding presence, a mixture of admiration and curiosity swirling within him as he watched her take control of the proceedings.

The sudden entrance of a crying child disrupted the meeting, catching everyone off guard. Jungkook watched with curiosity as the little boy ran into the room, his tear-streaked face a stark contrast to the solemn atmosphere of the boardroom.

Yn's expression softened with concern as she enveloped the child in her arms, her maternal instincts kicking in. "Baby, what happened? Why are you crying?" she asked, her voice laced with worry.

The child's response echoed through the room, his words piercing the tense silence. "M-mama.. I want dad!!" he cried, his distress palpable.

Yn's shock was evident as she looked down at her son, her heart aching at his tears. Sensing the scrutiny of the other attendees, she quickly regained her composure and rose from her seat, cradling her child in her arms.

"I apologize for the interruption," Yn addressed the room, her voice steady despite the turmoil within. "Please continue the meeting. I will attend to my son."

With a graceful exit, Yn left the boardroom, her secretary stepping in to manage the proceedings in her absence. Jungkook observed the scene unfold with a mixture of admiration and respect, impressed by Yn's ability to balance her roles as a CEO and a mother with grace and poise.

But did he know that he is the father of that child.