" Tell me you don't love me, and I won't ever show you my face. Push me away so hard that I'd stumble to even look at you. " He leaned closer to my face. " Push me before I kiss you, before I cherish every inch of you. " His palm traced my waist.
I...
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VESTA'S POV
"ENOUGH." Taehyung's shout echoed.
He took a step toward her, with his gaze piercing. Olivia faltered, retreating slightly but still keeping her chin up in defiance.
"Do you remember how we met?" Taehyung’s voice was low, laced with frustration. "We were casual acquaintances, nothing more. You were the one who approached me with this idea of a deal—this marriage of convenience. You insisted, Olivia. It was your idea to fix your reputation after your divorce, to give the world something to talk about other than your past."
Olivia’s face twisted in anger, but Taehyung didn’t stop.
"Don’t pretend that we built something meaningful." he continued. "There was no church wedding, no vows exchanged out of love. It was just a piece of paper. We didn’t even bother with a proper ceremony. You insisted we keep it low-key, remember? Because that’s all this was—a contract."
Olivia’s lips trembled, but she stayed silent, her eyes darting between Taehyung and me.
"You wanted this arrangement more than I did. " Taehyung pressed with his voice harsh. "You knew what this was from the start. There was no love. We both used each other, and that’s all there ever was."
"I didn’t..." Olivia started, her voice shaking, but Taehyung cut her off.
"Don’t lie to yourself." he said. She took another step back, her bravado was starting to crumble infront of Taehyung's aura. "You wanted the security, the image of a perfect marriage to cover up the cracks in your life. I gave that to you. I gave you a perfect public figure, the perfect so-called husband and my surname on papers. But now, it’s over."
"You think you can just end this?" Olivia’s voice rose, desperation creeping in. "I’m not going to let you walk away that easily. I won’t give you a divorce. I won’t let you go. WHY DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND TAEHYUNG?! I LOVE YOU. I'M YOUR WIFE. OKAY FINE. I AGREE IT WAS A CONTRACT WEDDING BUT I LOVE YOU, NOW. "
"Then fight it." Taehyung shot back. "But dragging this out won’t change anything. You’re clinging to something that was never real. And I'm not going to just sit back as well. You've seen Dr. Kim's side, trust me you won't want to see the real Taehyung. "
Olivia’s eyes welled with tears, but she didn’t back down. "You may think you can erase this marriage like it meant nothing, but I won’t let you. I’ll fight until the end. You’re my husband, Taehyung, and I’m not going to let you throw us away for her."
I flinched at her words, but Taehyung remained unfazed.
"But know that you’re fighting for a ghost. This marriage died the day it began. And no matter how hard you try, you can’t bring up something that never existed. If you want to fight, then I'm all ready. You might be one of the renowned prosecutor. But I've Joon. And I'll make sure you regret filing this case. " He stated.
