I'm Not Yours

18. Claiming What's Mine

NOBODY'S POV

Jaebum had done his packing when an old with builded body entered his room. Jaebum turned around to face that man, he felt sorry for the man. He wasn't a good son since he decided to leave him back then.

"so, what are you planning?" the man, Im Taesan, asked. "would you follow me to America?" Jaebum responded him with bitter smile.

"you know that I can't fight anymore dad... my body is so much weaker to do heavy activities now. I'm a healthy man, but I can't fight for living." Jaebum said regrettably.

"I'm not asking you to be a wrestler or something, Jaebum-ah... I simply asked you to live with me and your mom." Mr. Im said in sad voice. He realized that in the past, he used to force his son to do heavy excercises.

"I'm sorry dad, I think it's time to us to really go to separated ways." Jaebum said and Mr. Im's expression was beyond sad. "so, I guess I'll call you Mr. Im from now on. Thank you for your care back then." Jaebum bowed ninety degree to his adopted father.

"I'm sorry Jaebum-ah... don't hesitate to call us if you need something. We will be your parents forever." Mr. Im hug his adopted son, patting Jaebum's back. "take care son!"

"thank you... dad." Jaebum pulled himself from the hug.

"where will you go? What will you do?" Mr. Im asked worrily.

"I'll go to Italy. I'll pursue my dreams." Jaebum said, smiling.

"singing and dancing?" Mr. Im raised his brows and Jaebum nodded.

"I'll sing and become a cool musician or producer." Jaebum smiled and Mr. Im felt relieved and hug his adopted son again.

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Jinyoung's POV

I just arrived at Los Angeles. I wasn't bringing anything with me except one sling bag to put my wallet and cellphone. I took a taxi to bring me to Mark's house. I felt excited to meet my husband and tell him everything I feel. I will do what Jackson had suggested for me.

The car stopped at a huge mansion owned by my husband. I still remember the password of the house when last time I got there. I guess I will surprise him then.

I entered the house and it was empty. I wonder where the hell my husband is. It was 10 p.m and he was not at home. Did he go to his office to handle his business? While waiting for my husband, I decided to cook dinner for him.

Mark's POV

Here I am, in my favorite club with blasted music that assaulting my eardrum. I couldn't believe that I was a divorcee man. I gulped my sixth glass of vodka, drowning myself into drunkenness. A sexy lady, scratch that, a sexy slut accompanied me, massaging my bicep seducingly. I let her be. Her face dangerously near my face and I could feel her breath.

He wishpering something into my ear, I wasn't that drunk to not understand what he want for me. Even the music is really loud, but I wasn't that senselsess to know what she wants. One night stand will not hurt right? With that, I instructed her to follow me to my car. We kissed roughly before entering my car.

I drove my car to my hose. Yes! I drive. I'm not that drunk to notable to drive. I have high tolerance in alcohol.

Opening my door, the girl kept clingy on me, we kissed again while walking towards the couch. I pushed her to the couch and kissed her hungrily until I heard a sound of broken glass. I looked at the source, my eyes widened and I felt my soul was floating from my body. There, I saw Jinyoung stood near the stair. His expression was furious. And I was too afraid to get curious why he was here. His expression suddenly changed, but it got worse that Jinyoung showed his devilish smile towards me, towards us.