Jennie opened her eyes and saw that she was currently lying on a hospital bed.
She turned her head and saw Taehyung sitting beside her. He was looking at her intensely as if he wanted to bore holes on her stomach.
"Hey..."
She tried to sit up but her limbs felt weak.
Taehyung immediately assisted her. He pulled the pillows and arranged it on her back to use as her support.
"Are you hungry? Are you thirsty? Do you feel pain in your body?"
Taehyung’s face was as frigid as usual but his eyes were full of worry. Even his voice was very soft, making her bewildered.
’What is wrong with this man?’
Jennie was already accustomed of Taehyung’s possessiveness and over protectiveness but what he was doing right now was definitely one notch higher than his usual level.
"What’s wrong? Mmm?"
She raised her hand and touched his face.
Taehyung’s face crumpled. His face darkened when he glanced at her stomach.
Jennie noticed his glare and subconsciously touched her abdomen.
’Is there something wrong with my stomach? Is that why I fainted a while ago?’
Jennie suddenly felt sacred.
What if she had a tumor or something?
She looked at Taehyung’s serious face. She gathered her courage and bravely asked him.
"Is-is there something wrong with my stomach?"
When Taehyung heard Jennie’s question, his face sank, as if he suddenly remembered something grievous.
Jennie paled when she saw his countenance.
She new it.
There was definitely something wrong with her body. She wanted to open her mouth to ask the problem when Taehyung spoke.
"There’s something growing inside your stomach."
Taehyung’s brows were knitted together as he glared resentfully at her abdomen.
Jennie closed her eyes to control her emotions.
’Indeed. Am I dying? It must be terminal since Taehyung was acting like that...’
Tears suddenly poured out of her eyes.
Taehyung was startled by her sudden outburst and he hurriedly wiped her tears.
"Don’t cry.. don’t cry..."
"How many more years---no, how many more months before----." before I die?
Jennie could not finish her words.
"Eight more months."
Taehyung answered.
Jennie cried loudly and reached for Taehyung. She wrapped her hands around his neck and buried her head on his chest.
"Shh.. don’t cry.. it’s not good for you to cry."
"But--- but I’m dying... *sob* *sob* Taehyung, when I die... can you visit me everyday? C-can you not marry someone else? *sob* *sob*"
Taehyung froze.
"You’re dying?"
"Ah?"
Jennie was startled. She suddenly stopped crying. She looked very adorable as she stared at Taehyung with tears on her eyes.

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The Witch Ceo Is Not A Demoness
Storie d'amoreHigh bun, eyeglasses, long sleeve shirt and plaited skirt. Dressed so strictly, Lisa reached 28 without having any intimate interaction with men. At an early age, being an orphan, Lisa dedicated herself on taking good care of her grandfather and the...