When I came home, I saw that bloody woman coming downstairs after getting ready to go somewhere. My blood was boiling seeing her. She's wearing the dresses I bought Tzuyu and now I have to throw all these dresses because of this random woman. Seeing me coming, she smiled and stepped near me. When she was about to touch my hand, I moved away from her and walked ahead as she followed me.
"I'm hungry... cook something"
I took off the coat and threw it aside, sitting on the sofa. As I sat, I could see her face. She was looking at me with wide eyes. It's been a month since I haven't eaten what Tzuyu cooks. But I remember the taste of her food. Let me start with this. I'm going to skin this woman alive now. An awkward smile appeared on her face. She paced near me and sighed. I don't know where the hell is she trying to go now but I don't fucking care, I won't let her leave unless she tells me where the hell is my wife. My real wife.
"Why suddenly? I can ask Aunt Mi Kyung to make something"
She suggested sitting next to me. If I want Mi Kyung to cook, why did I ask her to cook? Is this woman dumb or brainless? I clenched my jaws trying so hard to control my anger. I shouldn't do something that I would regret... my heart kept telling me that. However, doing something to this woman won't be a regret as long as I get Tzuyu back in my arms safely. I just need her and that's all.
"No, I want to eat what you cook. You know my favorite pasta, so make it. I want to eat it now. Go and make. I'm hungry"
Her face turned pale. She forced a smile and looked at our surroundings. Of course, this bitch doesn't know how to cook my favorite pasta. Only Tzuyu knows it. My heart ached painfully while my mind thought about Tzuyu. Apart from that, when I remembered that she was pregnant, my heart bled. I need her beside me and she needs me beside her. She's going to give birth to our child... I should be there to support her even though I know nothing about supporting a pregnant woman.
"O-okay... give me some time"
She said hurrying her steps towards the kitchen. Let me wait and see how she cooks. She's trying to be Tzuyu right? She's fucking pretending to be Tzuyu so she should fucking know how to cook like Tzuyu. It was hard for me to wait but I fucking waited impatiently.
It's not to eat the fucking food she cooks, it's just need to find Tzuyu. After almost thirty minutes, she came and placed the pasta plate on the dining table. When I looked at it, I felt like throwing up. Without even having a bite of it, I looked at her. This is not my favorite pasta.
"This is not my favorite. Why did you make this?" Her face turned ugly and I could see the fear and nervousness in her already. Yes... you should be fucking scared... you should have been scared before you came to me, woman. Before you fucking replace yourself with the woman I love. Seeing fear dripping down her face, I felt satisfied.
"Come here.." I demanded. She hesitated for a moment but eventually came to me and smiled at me sweetly. Fucking bitch!
"Where is she?" I asked her calmly. As long as she tells me the truth without giving me a hard time, I will let her live.
"W-what?" She sounded surprised and she was already trembling.
"I'm asking where the fuck is my wife !"
I moved my hand touching her hair. Her lips trembled and she stared at me as if she had seen a ghost. My calm tone made her even more frightened. But that's totally fine. She should be frightened of getting messy with me. Messing with my wife. Did she take me as a fucking fool? Did she think that I couldn't recognize my wife after being with her for a year? I know everything about Tzuyu and no woman can replace her.
"Who? I'm your... wife Jungkook..."
Nice... she's brave. The moment she let out the words, I gripped her hair harder making her yelp from the pain. I've hurt one woman in my life and it's Tzuyu. And it's all because I'm a fucking asshole but I fucking love her. If I could hurt the woman I love, does this woman think I won't do anything to her? She struggled trying to move my hand from her hair but she failed to do that. Even this bitch's hair is long as Tzuyu's. I gripped her hair even tighter, making tears jump out of her eyes.
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Wife of the Cruel Billionaire | Tzukook (New)
Romance"Be gentle with him. No matter how tough he is, you can soften his heart." "So I want you to be patient with him and take care of my boy. He will eventually be tamed in front of you. He will love you. I'm sure. I trust you can do this." On my w...
