President Yang's Request: T.O.P

Chapter 72 - The End

A lot of years later

Jang Mi glared at Choi Seung-Hyun with angry tears streaming down her face. His expression no different from hers. Her chest heaving up and down, breathing heavily out of anger. Jang Mi ran a hand through her hair and bit her lips to stop herself from yelling too loud. She slowly walked over to one of the side tables and took a small vase off of it. Angrily throwing it at the wall behind Choi Seung-Hyun. She watched as the expensive vase scattered to pieces with a loud bang.

"I told you what I want. Why can't you just let me go?" Jang Mi asked.

Choi Seung-Hyun picked up a vase and flew it at Jang Mi but missed completely. "Let you go? You're asking for a divorce!" He snapped. "And what about our son? Huh?!" Choi Seung-Hyun shouted.

Jang Mi scoffed. "I'm asking for the divorce because we're no longer in love. Despite everything we've been through, I feel like I'm living with a brick wall." She picked up their wedding photo and threw it to the ground. "Our son will be fine living with me. He doesn't need an emotionless father who can't commit to him."

Choi Seung-Hyun ran a frustrated hand through his hair. "You're so selfish! I'm trying to put food on the table and clothes on our back, and you call me emotionless. Why else would I work so hard?"

"You do it because you have to. If you had a choice you wouldn't have married me." Jang Mi shouted.

"That's what you think?" Choi Seung-Hyun snapped.

He walked over to her and placed both hands on each side of her shoulder. Yelling and repeating what he asked. He shook Jang Mi's shoulder violently while she fought to free herself from his hard grip. She started crying as he was.

"Just stop." She sobbed.

Before Choi Seung-Hyun could reply, he was on the ground, holding his nose. Jang Mi looked over to see Ji Soo in his high school uniform, holding his fist. He glared at Choi Seung-Hyun who's now bleeding through the nose all while smirking.

"I told you not to mess with my sister." Ji Soo threatened. "Noona are you okay?" Ji Soo asked, turning to Jang Mi.

"Yah~" Jang Mi cried.

Choi Seung-Hyun stood up and glared at both Jang Mi and Ji Soo. "I'm not signing the divorce papers. We can take this to court. I'll win because I make more money."

Jang Mi sighed and glared daggers at Choi Seung-Hyun. "We'll see."

"Cut!" The director's loud voice boomed from off the scene. "Good job everyone."

Jang Mi sighed and wiped her tears off of her cheek the moment the director yelled from off scene. She chuckled at Choi Seung-Hyun's thumb up. She scrunched up her nose as she made her way over to her husband and wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Did I shake your shoulders too hard?" Choi Seung-Hyun asked.

Jang Mi shook her head. "I'm fine." She smiled up at him.

"I really thought you were seriously going to kill me." Choi Seung-Hyun said.

"Yeah Noona, your expression was weird." Ji Soo cut in.

Jang Mi chuckled. "What about the way you came in and punched Seung-Hyun. It was just, wow. Good job Ji Soo-ah. I'm so proud of you." She said petting his hair with her free hand.

"Everyone, transfer over to the next set." The director shouted.

Manager Kim came to take Jang Mi to her dressing room, as the managers for Choi Seung-Hyun and Ji Soo did the same thing. Jang Mi was led to a small room where she shared along side her female co-stars. Her management team stood up the moment she walked in. Jang Mi stripped out of her current clothes and wore the robe that was handed to her. She sat in the chair and let the crew work on her for her next scene.