My Sister's Husband | Jikook ✔️

Chapter 49

The atmosphere in Namjoon's hospital room was a flurry of activity as doctors and nurses checked his vitals and monitored his progress. Jungkook stood to the side, a mix of relief and worry etched across his face. Just then, the door burst open, and Hoseok and Jin rushed in, their faces pale with concern.

"Namjoon!" Hoseok exclaimed, his eyes wide with a mixture of fear and hope. Jin, his fiancé, was right behind him, his eyes red and puffy from crying.

"Joonie," Jin said softly, moving closer to Namjoon's bed. "You're awake."

Namjoon managed a weak smile. "Hoseok, Jin... I'm okay."

Hoseok clasped Namjoon's hand tightly, tears of relief streaming down his face. "We were so worried. Thank God you're awake."

Jin nodded, wiping away his tears. "We just finished our dinner date that night and then the moment I woke up, I heard the news about you being here. It was such a heart breaking news Joon! I was so scared."

As the three of them shared a moment, the door opened again, and Taehyung and Jimin entered, their expressions mirroring the concern and relief of the others.

"Namjoon hyung," Taehyung said, his voice trembling. "We came as soon as we heard."

Jimin stood beside Taehyung, his eyes filled with worry. "Are you okay, hyung?"

Namjoon nodded weakly, trying to reassure them. "I'm okay. Just tired."

Jungkook, who had been quietly observing, stepped forward. "Namjoon hyung told me something important. Iseul... she threatened him too."

Hoseok's expression darkened, and Jin's grip on Namjoon's hand tightened. "What do you mean?" Jin asked, his voice shaky.

"She told him that he forced her to have sex before, but Namjoon can't remember anything like that," Jungkook explained. "She's been manipulating all of us."

A stunned silence filled the room as everyone absorbed Jungkook's words. Jimin's face turned pale with anger. "That woman... she threatened you too, Namjoon hyung?"

Namjoon nodded, his eyes filled with pain. "I didn't know what to believe. She was so convincing."

Taehyung's jaw clenched in anger. "We need to do something. We can't let her get away with this."

Jin looked at Namjoon with determination. "Who the fuck does that slut think she is, and why the fuck did she do this to my fiance?! I swear, you need to put that bitch inside the jail or I'll put her inside a coffin instead!"

Hoseok nodded in agreement, his expression fierce. "Jin hyung is right. That woman did too much already."

As the group gathered around Namjoon, discussing their next steps, Jungkook's phone buzzed. It was a message from Seungmin, the lawyer who had been helping them navigate the legal aspects of the situation.

Jungkook read the message and looked up, his expression serious. "Seungmin says he has some important information. He wants to meet us as soon as possible."

Namjoon nodded. "Let's get to the bottom of this. I want to clear my name and make sure Iseul can't hurt anyone else."

Jungkook, Hoseok, Jin, Taehyung, and Jimin shared a determined look. They knew this was just the beginning, but together, they were ready to face whatever lay ahead.

As they prepared to leave, Namjoon squeezed Jungkook's hand. "Thank you, Jungkook. For believing in me."

Jungkook smiled, his eyes filled with conviction. "We'll get through this, hyung. Together."

Meanwhile, Iseul paced the hotel room, her mind racing. Her phone buzzed with a notification, and as she read the message, her face drained of color. Namjoon was awake.

"No, no, no!" she screamed, throwing her phone across the room. It hit the wall with a loud crash and fell to the floor in pieces.

She collapsed onto the bed, her body trembling. "This can't be happening," she muttered to herself, tears streaming down her face. "He can't be awake. Not now. Not when everything was going perfectly."

Her thoughts spiraled, the weight of her actions crashing down on her. She had done everything to secure her place, to maintain the lifestyle she had worked so hard to build. But now, with Namjoon awake, everything was at risk. If he spoke up, if he revealed her threats and lies, she could lose everything.

Her mind flashed back to the manipulations, the lies she had woven to climb the social ladder. The affair with Yoongi, the threats to Jungkook, the confrontation with Jimin—all of it could unravel in an instant.

"I can't let this happen," she whispered fiercely to herself. "I won't let him ruin me."

Iseul was so consumed by her panic that she didn't hear the door to the hotel room open. Yoongi stepped inside, fresh from his studio session. He paused, hearing Iseul's frantic muttering and the sound of something crashing.

"Iseul?" he called out, his voice filled with concern.

She didn't respond, too lost in her own world. Yoongi moved closer, his eyes narrowing as he listened to her rant.

"This is all Jimin's fault," Iseul spat, her voice filled with venom. "He's always in the way, always ruining everything. And now Namjoon's awake... if he talks, everything I've worked for is gone. And you," she continued, her voice growing louder, "you're useless. You can't even provide for me the way I need. You're too cheap, too insignificant."

Yoongi's face hardened as he took in her words. He had known Iseul was manipulative, but hearing her like this, so raw and unfiltered, was a shock. He had always suspected she saw him as a means to an end, but hearing her confirm it shattered any illusions he had left.

"Iseul," he said quietly, stepping into the room fully. "What are you talking about?"

Iseul froze, her head snapping up to see Yoongi standing there. The look of betrayal on his face made her stomach drop, but she quickly masked her fear with anger.

"You're home," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Perfect timing."

"I heard everything," Yoongi said, his voice steady but filled with cold anger. "Everything about Jimin, Namjoon, and me."

Iseul's eyes flashed with panic. "Yoongi, you don't understand—"

"I understand perfectly," Yoongi interrupted. "You're only with me for what I can provide. You hate Jimin because you think he's in the way. And now you're afraid Namjoon will expose you."

"You're twisting my words," Iseul snapped, standing up. "Everything I've done, I've done for us. For our future."

"Don't lie to me, Iseul," Yoongi said, his voice rising. "You've been using me. And now, everything is falling apart, and you're scared."

Iseul's eyes blazed with desperation and fury. "You don't know what it's like to fight for everything! To claw your way to the top! I won't let anyone take it away from me."

"You're losing your mind," Yoongi said, shaking his head. "This isn't a fight, Iseul. This is you destroying everything in your path."

"Get out!" Iseul screamed, her voice cracking. "Get out and don't come back!"

Yoongi took a step back, his expression filled with a mix of sadness and disgust. "I'm done, Iseul. If I'm going down, I'm dragging you with me."

As Yoongi walked out of the hotel room, Iseul collapsed back onto the bed, her body shaking with sobs. She was losing control, and she didn't know how to stop it. Namjoon's awakening was the final straw, threatening to bring her entire world crashing down.

In her mind, she replayed the events over and over, searching for a way to salvage her situation. But no matter how hard she tried, the walls were closing in, and there was no escape.

"I won't let them win," she whispered fiercely to herself, her resolve hardening. "I'll find a way. I have to."

But as the reality of her situation sank in, Iseul couldn't shake the feeling that she was already too late. The cracks in her carefully constructed life were widening, and it was only a matter of time before everything crumbled.