Mine

Evelyn

"Mr. Jeon?"

"What do you think you're doing?" my husband said, his voice low but filled with anger.

"You can't do that!" Jeon added, forcefully moving Mr. Jeon's hands away from mine and stepping between us.

"And why is that?" Jihoon asked, his tone challenging.

I could hear my heart pounding in my chest, each beat echoing louder than the last.

"She's..."

"She's fucking what?"Jihoon shouted, drawing the attention of everyone around us.

I stepped in closer to him, placing a hand on his arm and whispering urgently,

"Don't yell. Let it go and we'll talk about it later. We're at an event and everyone is looking at us. Come on."

My eyes drifted over my husband's shoulder, and I caught the intense gaze of Mr. Jeon fixed on me, his expression unreadable.

"Come on," I urged again, trying to pull my husband away from the escalating tension.

I put my hands on his shoulders and turned him around to look at me. "Let's finish our dance, yeah?"

He let go of Mr. Jeon and held me by my waist, guiding me back to the dance floor where we continued our dance like nothing ever happened. As the music played on, everyone else returned to their own dances and soon forgot about us.

When the crowd's attention had fully shifted away, he leaned in and whispered, "Why did he fucking do that?"

"I don't know," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady.

"Does he know something about us?" he pressed.

"No, what would he know and why would he know?" I responded, feeling a knot of anxiety tighten in my stomach.

"Okay," he finally said, but I could sense the tension in his voice. After a few more minutes of dancing, he took my hand and led me off the dance floor.

He guided me through the crowd and out of the main hall, heading somewhere I couldn't quite identify. "What's going on? Where are you taking me?" I asked, my curiosity and concern growing with each step.

"To figure shit out."

"How?"

"You'll see now."

The Jeons were standing beside the Kims and Parks. I hadn't noticed them arrive; maybe I was too busy dancing with my husband to pay attention.

We stood next to Mr. Jeon, and his eyes quickly fell on me.

"So tell me," Ji-hye said to Jungkook.

"Tell you what?"

"Why the fuck did you come between me and my wife?"

"You wanna know the truth, Mr. Min?"

"Yes, I want the fucking truth."