His Silent Bride

Chapter 6

Not having any other option, since their phones were also not working because there was no service, Taehyung decided to look at the car himself. He took the umbrella and went outside, all the while Yn sat there, noticing his actions. Taehyung was about to get off the car when he felt a tug on his suit jacket. He turned to see Yn looking at him with confusion. It baffled him how he was able to understand what she wanted to say without any words shared between them.

"I'll try to fix the punctured tire. Stay in the car," Taehyung instructed Yn in his usual cold tone before stepping out.

He held the umbrella in one hand and opened the trunk with his other. Luckily, he found the tools he needed and pulled them out, but it was difficult to manage with one hand, so he dropped the umbrella.

Yn watched his every move through the side mirror. When she saw Taehyung drop the umbrella, she rushed out of the car without thinking. She got wet but was quick enough to retrieve the umbrella and stood right behind Taehyung, holding it over them both.

Taehyung was already drenched, his hair falling over his face with droplets dripping off. He noticed movement and looked up to see his wife holding the umbrella over them. Her big doe eyes stared back at him, making him feel something strange and indescribable. Her hair, previously styled, was now slightly wet, along with her dress, but it wasn't too bad, and that somehow relieved him.

Without uttering a word, Taehyung focused back on his work, surprising Yn, who expected him to say something.

They stood there for almost an hour as Taehyung worked. It took him a while to figure it out, as he didn't remember ever doing this before. Yn shifted the umbrella between her hands, feeling her arms go numb, but she didn't complain. She could see Taehyung was also tired, and she worried he might catch a cold.

Just then, Taehyung stood up and took the umbrella, causing their fingers to brush. Yn's fingers were beneath Taehyung's palm, holding the umbrella. Yn blushed and quickly pulled her hand away. Taehyung noticed her reaction and smirked, ignoring his racing heart.

As they were about to move back to the car, something caught their attention. They turned to see a taxi approaching and soon stopping in front of them.

"The road ahead is blocked due to rain," the man in the car announced brusquely. Without giving them any chance to respond, he sped off. The situation was already dire, and now this unwelcome news only fueled Taehyung's anger. He slammed his hand on the car, shouting, "What the fuck!"

Yn flinched at his sudden outburst. When Taehyung looked at her, she immediately cast her eyes to the ground, feeling small under his intense gaze. Taehyung palmed his forehead, taking a deep breath to calm himself, and then said, " Get in the car, little one."

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Sitting on the bed after changing her clothes, Yn waited anxiously for Taehyung to emerge. Although the room was spacious and lavishly furnished, it lacked a couch. Instead, there were two chairs with a table placed between them, making it impossible to sleep on them, of course, and just the thought of sleeping with Taehyung on the same bed was enough for her to feel this way . She wore a white hoodie that reached down to her knees and oversized pants that, even after being folded, still covered her feet. The hotel staff had managed to provide these clothes for them, despite the late hour.

Moments later, Taehyung stepped out of the bathroom, dressed in a blue hoodie and black pants that fit him perfectly. Yn immediately sensed that something was wrong; his complexion was pale and he looked weary. When Taehyung's eyes landed on the fluffy figure perched on the bed, he couldn't help but chuckle. Yn felt her cheeks flush to her ears and she nervously fiddled with the sleeves of her hoodie, her hands hidden within the fabric .