Jungkook stared at the mirror, adjusting his outfit. "Thanks, Hyungi. This is the first time I've worn something this expensive," he said, taking another look at his reflection.
"Kooki... Oh my God! Who is this? The hottest man alive!" Jain exclaimed with a beautiful smile.
"Shut up... You look cute too, baby," Jungkook replied with a grin.
"Thanks... Mom isn't ready to come to the church. She's sitting in her room alone," Jain said, her smile fading.
"It's okay... Leave her be. Ask Noona to seek blessings from her. Let's go," Jungkook said, trying to hide his sadness. He understood his mother's condition.
The wedding was a grand affair, leaving the relatives in awe. The church was beautifully and elegantly decorated. After the ceremony, a small yet luxurious reception was held for the newlyweds. Jungkook was pleased with how everything turned out.
"Hey, Jungkook, this is so fascinating! I mean, how elegantly you've arranged everything," Dohyun, Jhon's brother, said with a big smile.
"Thanks. She’s my sister, so I should do everything," Jungkook replied, smiling back.
"Let's go for a dance..."
"Kooki!" Mingyu called out, approaching from the crowd.
"Min!" Jungkook hugged him gently. "Where's Mom?"
"Over there, talking with your sister," Mingyu replied.
"Oh, excuse me," Jungkook said to Dohyun and walked toward Mingyu's mother. Dohyun gritted his teeth. "Where did that woman come from?" he muttered under his breath.
Jungkook spent the rest of the reception with Mingyu and his mother, the only guests he had personally invited.
The reception ended, and John and his family took Jiya to their home.
"Jeon," Mingyu's mother called, "your son is a really kind person."
Jeon smiled at her.
"If I ask you something, promise you won't take it the wrong way," she added.
"What is it?" Jeon asked, curious.
"Will you give him to us? As my son? My son loves him very much."
Jeon thought for a moment. "What's the problem with that? Jungkook always talks about Mingyu. We can go with that," he said, smiling. He felt relieved, thinking his son had found a good family.
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Taehyung's flight landed in London. Stepping off the plane, he took a deep breath, savoring the familiar air he hadn't felt in a long time. As he exited the airport, he spotted his favorite car waiting for him—a sleek, black Rolls-Royce Boat Tail.
"I missed you," he murmured, running his fingers over the smooth, polished surface of the car. With a sense of nostalgia and excitement, he got in, and the car glided effortlessly through the streets towards the Kim mansion.
Arriving at the grand estate, Taehyung paused at the entrance, taking in the sight of his home. The sprawling gardens, the elegant architecture, and the serene atmosphere brought back a flood of memories. He stood there for a moment, letting the emotions wash over him.
"I really missed this place," he whispered to himself. Then, with a soft smile, he added, "Next time, I'll bring my little prince too." The thought of his son brought a warm glow to his heart, and he couldn't wait to share this special place with him.
