"Love the heart that hurts you, but never hurt the heart that loves you." ~ Vipin Sharma
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Weeks has passed since they met. Jungkook received a job offer during his last college year and he accepted it thus, he started working the second week after his return. He was a bit busy organizing his life as an architect at one of the well-known firm. No matter how occupied he was, he never fails to meet Jiwon every single day. He would usually spend the night at the apartment only to be with her after his tiring day. She is the cure to his fatigue.
It had been officially their home sweet home now as he brought along his closet to the house. Jiwon was opposing of his ideas at first since she needed to prepare a room for his clothes which she was too lazy to do. Besides, she had been so used to living alone and it was just too awkward to have someone else around. But, she didn't have the power to kick him out as it is his property to begin with.
Regarding Mrs. Jeon, she had been raging by his son's behavior. He lied to her by saying that he had been hanging around at one of his colleague place. But knowing Mrs. Jeon, she isn't stupid to just blindly believe his words. Of course, she knew where her precious son was staying. Surprisingly, Mrs. Jeon didn't meet Jiwon to threaten her to stay away from Jungkook.
Jiwon being anxious was an understatement. Mrs. Jeon silence scared her the most. She imagined of million ways the woman could pull off to keep her far from her son. The question is how? When? What? Waiting for her next moves was extremely nerve wrecking.
However, Jungkook will be away for the whole week due to his mother's constant nagging asking for him to return to their mansion. He told Jiwon that he might not have the chance to meet her during the period. It was the best news she heard so far since the only thing that she wanted at the moment was to keep a distance from him. But, the loneliness and emptiness that surrounded the spacious house hit her like a truck. She missed him already.
As she was lazily resting on her couch watching a show on the television, the door bell rings. She jumped on her seat by the unanticipated guest. Jungkook had been away for almost four days and she didn't expect to see him yet. Still, she walked to the door out of curiosity and turned the knob hesitantly. But what came to her view left her triggered.
"Long time no see, you ungrateful child!" and the first thing she received was a welcoming slap. Full of anger and frustration. Eyes flickering at the burning pain on her left cheek.
"O-om-omma!" she stuttered with a heavy lump on her throat.
Mrs. Kim pushed her aside and stormed inside the house with her sister, Kim Soeun. Their eyes wandered around the interior design of the apartment, scoffing at how luxurious it is out of jealousy, while crossing their arms with evil smiles plastered on their faces.
"What a nice place! No wonder you left us quietly. I thought you were already dead since your father never mention anything about your whereabouts. I'm starting to question whether he knew where you were all this while. Are you guys planning on ditching us?" Mrs. Kim walked closer to her and pulled a strand of her hair roughly making her head tilt to the back. She winced in pain.
"Om-omma! It hurts."
"Owh...poor you, girl! You are hurt. Ever thought of how hurt I am the day you entered this world," she gripped her hair stronger, "you are still alive thanks to me, I would have killed you long time ago," she slapped her again on both cheeks. Blood dripping out of her mouth.
It was the first time for her. Mrs. Kim never touched her face before, afraid of leaving any visible scars, so that Mr. Kim wouldn't notice any kind of abused she had been giving Jiwon behind his back. She only had scars on her covered parts of the body. Mr. Kim knew about his wife's hatred towards Jiwon but not the abusive threats she gave to her.
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