REGRET💔

REGRET18💔

In the previous part ->

Everyone present there laughing their heart out forgetting all their pain !

But there is someone who is just sitting there on the floor lost in his own thoughts !

Taehyung sat frozen on the floor, his hands clammy and trembling as his parents' cold, penetrating gazes bore into him. The grand living room of the Kim estate, once a place of comfort and pride, now felt suffocating under the weight of the truth that had finally been exposed.

Namjoon's expression was unreadable, his sharp eyes trained on his son, but the disappointment was clear in the heavy silence that followed. Seokjin, usually the softer one, looked equally as heartbroken, his lips pressed into a thin line to keep himself from breaking down.

Breaking the silence, Namjoon finally spoke. "Eunwoo, you said you had something important to show us about Aera. What is it?"

Eunwoo's gaze flickered to Aera, who immediately stiffened but kept her fake smile intact. "I think it's time you all know the truth about the kind of person she really is," he said, his voice steady but cold.

Aera was going to say something But before she could finish, Eunwoo tapped on his phone, casting a video onto the large screen in the living room.

On the screen, the parking lot of Eunwoo's company came into view. Under dim lighting, Aera was seen leaning against a luxury car, her arms crossed as a young man stood in front of her, clearly agitated. His voice was clear and sharp.

"Aera, I told you not to kiss him again," the man said angrily, his eyes darting around to make sure no one was watching."Do you know how risky this is?

The video continued. Aera let out an amused laugh, twirling a strand of her hair. "Relax, babe. Taehyung's an idiot. He'll believe anything I tell him." She smirked confidently. "Besides, I only kissed him to keep him wrapped around my finger."

The man in the video looked unimpressed. "You're playing a dangerous game, Aera."

Aera rolled her eyes and sighed dramatically. "Please. I've been doing this for years. You think Taehyung's my first target? I just showed him a few fake pictures, made up some fake story, and he fell for it like a fool. Men are so predictable." She chuckled, shaking her head.

The video wasn't done yet.

Aera then opened her designer handbag and pulled out a familiar-looking necklace—the same one Taehyung had given her after taking it from Jungkook. She dangled it in front of the man with a sly grin.

"I'll sell this, of course. He takes this necklace from Jungkook and handed it over to me without thinking twice." She laughed.

Seokjin gasped audibly, his hand covering his mouth in disbelief.

The man shook his head. "You're heartless, Aera."

Aera smirked. "I prefer 'smart.' Taehyung is just a stepping stone. Once I'm done squeezing him dry, I'll move on to someone richer."

The video ended, and the room fell into a deafening silence.

I don't really have to explain more , do I?" Eunwoo said quietly, looking directly at Taehyung. "You might want to pay attention to the way she behaves when you're not around."

Taehyung's breathing grew ragged, his face pale and stricken with disbelief. His hands gripped the floor tightly as he turned to look at Aera, his eyes filled with a mixture of anger and disgust . "You... used me?" his voice was barely above a whisper.

Aera's face flushed in embarrassment, but she quickly regained her composure. "I-I am not that girl in the video.
It's fake.

But Eunwoo wasn't done. He walked towards aera and take her wallet from her hands and take out the credit card which belongs to taehyung which she sneaked out from his pocket when he was unconscious lying on the floor !