part 50

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Taehyung POV

I never ever seen her like that before. She was a whole mess. I was already cursing myself for going away from her even after knowing very well about her unknown nightmare. But now seeing her in such a devastating state was killing me in my own guilt.

She didn't shed tears, not even a single drop. She won't until I wrapped myself around her. Her eyes were dry and red cause of holding her tears back, her lower lips were trembling like a dry leaf, her hair was messed up as if she had just waken up. She was still wearing my shirt from last night but now added her baggy pants too. She was staring at m-- i mean glaring at me as if I had done any sin. Which i can't deny that I had done and I'll do anything to lessen the guilt, and make her less scared.

I took a step towards her when she picked up another vase from the sight table.

"Don't. Don't you dare to, love."

I said coldly not leaving any room for argument but she being Kim Yn, ofcourse didn't listen to me and throw the vase at me. I avoid the vase effortlessly, vase broke into pieces behind me. My active mind was enough for her to get more angry, she want to hit me but I wasn't insane to get hurt knowingly. She started throwing things at me but I was avoiding getting hurt but damn her cute angry face. Please someone tell her that she can just kill me by her cute glare, why she was struggling too much. Should I get hurt to satisfy her ?

"Stop it love. You can't hurt me like that."

I said and catch the heavy paper weight with a shock face.

"Do you want to get widow so soon, sweetheart ?"

I said playfully to lighten up her mood but she get more furious.

"I'M NOT YOUR WIFE, I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU SOO MUCH."

I gulped the bitter feeling which was weighting my chest and making my heart squeeze. It's not new for me to hear that from her, and this simple words carrying knives.

Stabbing my heart. She's making me live and die every single moment. She's the reason I'm dieing everyday and she's the only cure to my wound.

I moved closer to her and my heart ached seeing a drop of tears in a corner of her eyes but she made sure not to drop it. I tried to cupped her face but she jerked my hand away.

"DON'T TOUCH ME."

I was still staring at my hand which get rejected by her, I don't know why I felt so angry whenever she reject me but maybe it was a broken part of my heart which was coming out in a form of anger. I clenched my jaw to not shout or yell at her. I can take anything, any word but I can't stay away from her, I can't take her rejection to me or my touch.

"What. I. Had. Said."

I state while gritting my teeth while still staring at my hand. I can feel her gulping continuously but still didn't said anything.

"WHAT I HAD SAID TO YOU KIM YN."

It was rare for me to shout or yell at her. And by now she also get that I never took her name. I just lost my control over myself. I didn't wanted to shout at her and i fucking swear to hell that I really tried not to but damn her rejecting my touch. I can't bear it. My heart can't take it.

I felt horrible when she flinched and quickly took my same hand and put it on her fluffy and chubby cheeks. My eyes moved to her and i caressed her left cheek with my thumb. Now I'm feeling better.

"What i had said, love. I think I had repeat myself many times, right ?"

Yn nodded and said with her petal like lips which was too damn inviting. Should I kiss her. No Taehyung control your fucking self.

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