Rapscallion ll 18+

Chapter-15

There was a moment of silence, and she had no idea what his response would be. But then he chuckled and leaned back, gripping the steering wheel tightly. She could see a sad smile on his face. "What about your husband? Will he allow it?" Her heart sank at his words, not realizing that they hurt him as well. "He doesn't live with me, don't worry. Please, let me help you.”

Her tone was stable yet dejected but there was something which hit Jungkook hard, there was something which electrified his whole body but he stayed neutral and looked at her confused but before he could say something she spoke meeting his eyes slowly. “Please, I just want to give you a favor in return for your help”.

He looked into her eyes and didn't realize he got lost into it like before. She didn't feel like the wife of someone but his lover who used to care for him. He gulped slowly and nodded slowly unwillingly causing her to smile lightly with narrowed brows as she felt the burden being removed from her heart. She went outside the car and he couldn't help but chuckle to himself while looking at her as she unlocked the door and called him inside. His heart jumped as she smiled while calling him. But soon his smile faded as her words started ringing in his head. “He doesn't live with me”. He kept staring as she entered inside her house and he mumbled to himself slowly.

“Are they not together anymore?”

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As Jungkook stepped out of the car, a blast of bone-chilling air hit his face, causing his muscles to tense up. He locked the car with a remote and made his way into her new house, feeling a mix of curiosity and uncertainty looking around. "She changed her address," he whispered to himself while his mind filled with questions.

Inside the house, he entered a cozy living room, immaculately clean. His eyes followed her as she walked in, he noticed that she no longer had her bag. "Please take your seat," she said, and Jungkook nodded, making his way to the couch. He sat down, interlacing his palms together and placing on his knees on his spread legs, his gaze wandered around the room. The new house was smaller than her previous one, and he heard the sound of the door locking.

With a poker face, he observed his surroundings and suddenly his eyes landed on a picture frame hanging on the wall. As he looked at the photo, his palms tightened, gripping each other. It was a picture of Yoongi and Anne, taken on the beach. They stood close to each other, Yoongi's hands were resting on her waist as his lips pressed against her forehead while her arms were resting on his shoulders. Her closed eyes and heartwarming smile revealed the comfort she felt with him.

"I alone was suffering, I alone was in pain," he repeated silently in his mind. However, his eyes flickered open when he sensed a presence near him. Anne sat down beside him, and he turned his head to look at her, maintaining the same poker face. But as she met his gaze, she felt a shiver run down her spine. There was an unsettling coldness in his expressions, as if he was silently asking her something, trying to convey a message... or perhaps even taunting her.

Whirlwind of emotions surged within Jungkook. The pain he had been carrying, the questions that had haunted him, all seemed to manifest in his intense stare. The weight of their shared history, the memories they had created together, now mingled with a sense of betrayal and pain. His eyes, once filled with warmth, now held a chilling distance. Anne's scowl deepened, but she pushed aside her own discomfort and spoke, trying to make him feel more at ease despite her own unease. "You've to remove your suit, I've to treat your arm,". "How much time will it take? My wife is waiting for me, with my son."

Her stomach twisted with a bitter feeling, not out of jealousy, but because of the intentional cruelty she sensed in Jungkook's words. It felt like he was purposely targeting her vulnerabilities, especially in such a vulnerable condition. "Not much," she replied simply while her eyes shifted to the medicines in the box. But Jungkook smirked internally, satisfied that his mention of his family had caused her face to drop in an instant. It was exactly what he had wanted……to make her feel worse. The pain he was experiencing had transformed him into someone he didn't want to be, but he wouldn't complain as long as his own pain kept him heartless towards her. It was worthy pain