UNLOVED WIFE

52. SEVERED TIES

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The room was heavy with silence, a fragile tension hanging in the air, but Taehyung clung to his glimmer of hope, refusing to let it slip away.

He saw Jungkook’s back, a cold wall between them, and his heart ached, but he swallowed the pain.

Today, nothing would ruin his happiness; he took a step forward, fingers clutching the small test kit.

But just as he moved closer, Aera’s hand gripped his wrist, stopping him abruptly.

“Hey, Taehyung, you’re studying medicine, right?” Her voice was calm, but there was an edge he couldn’t place.

Taehyung nodded quickly, eager to get to Jungkook, to share his precious news.

Aera’s smile was strange, almost mocking. “Tell me, Taehyung, lets assume that Min Jimin is your patient and he told you he didn’t have Alzheimer’s or whatever lets say, but his report said otherwise, who would you believe?”

Taehyung blinked, confused. “I’d believe the report, noona.”

Aera’s smirk deepened as she let go of his wrist. “Alright then,” she whispered and stepped aside.

Jungkook’s world was crumbling before his eyes, and he couldn’t meet Taehyung’s gaze, the silence between them growing colder.

Taehyung’s heart cracked at the sight, but he took a deep breath, tears pooling in his eyes.

Jungkook stood in front of him, his body frozen in place, his expression hardening with every passing second.

The warmth in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by a coldness Taehyung had never seen before. The man who had once been so close now felt like a stranger, distant and unreachable.

"Master," Taehyung whispered, his voice trembling as he held out the test kit to Jungkook, hoping for some kind of acknowledgment, some glimmer of hope. "Look… I’m pregnant. We’re going to have a baby."

His words were fragile, hanging in the air like the thinnest thread, ready to break at the slightest pull.

He forced a smile, but it was weak, full of cracks. The joy he had felt moments ago was slipping away, fading into the shadows of doubt and fear.

Every beat of his heart echoed with the uncertainty that now weighed on his chest.

Jungkook glanced briefly at the test kit, his face unreadable. Taehyung’s breath hitched in his throat as he searched his face for any sign of happiness, but there was nothing. Only an emptiness that seemed to grow with every passing second.

Taehyung's voice faltered. "Master," he whispered showing him again , "Please see this… I am pregnant."

But Jungkook took a step back, his eyes narrowing, as if the words Taehyung spoke were nothing but a painful illusion.

"Stop it, Taehyung," he said, his voice harsh and accusing. "Why did you lie to me?"

Taehyung froze, confusion crashing over him like a wave. "L-lie?" His voice wavered as panic began to creep in.

"What are you talking about, master? I’m not lying… I am pregnant, look the test is positive."

Jungkook’s gaze was cold, his face set in stone. He looked away from Taehyung, a storm brewing behind his eyes, his lips pressed into a thin line.

"Yeah You’re not lying to me, Taehyung you are indeed pregnant," he repeated, his voice quieter now, but the weight of his words felt like a heavy blow. "But, I’m not the father." He chuckled in tear at his fate.