Chapter 7

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Jinyoung's POV

I hate this. I hate everything, I hate Jackson. I hate Mark. I hate myself. I justUGHHH

It's now 9:36pm in the evening, as I moved my hands as quickly as possible to finish the never-ending pile of papers that are calling my name to be signed. However, my mind drifts off to the certain people that I would love to forget at the moment.

No. I can't. I can't think about hen now. I have to finish all my work before even thinking about my feelings. I don't have time to think about this unnecessary situation... but what would happen if I don't think about it?

Let's see. Jackson. I've learnt to love him. I've learnt to accept him. I've learnt to care for him more than I've ever cared about someone before. I love him. But do I really?
Mark. Sweet, ravishing, handsome Mark. He caught my eye as soon as he stepped into the elevator. His smile is amazing. His face is amazing. His voice is amazing. Wait— What am I thinking?

This. This is what I'm afraid of. This, makes me question my love for Jackson. This, makes me question why I even married Jackson in the first place. But I can't do that to him. Jackson is the most precious human being to me and if I would ever hurt him, then I wouldn't be able to forgive myself. He loves me for who I am, and I was the one who decided to give him a chance. He gives me everything I want and he would always have to put up with my fucking stupid mood swings all the time, which I do feel bad for him for. Hurting him would be the last thing I would ever want to do in my life. He has managed to love a stupid outcast like me and I'm very thankful for what he has done for me.

But Mark. Why is it that he only appears in my life just as soon as I've finally settles down with the company, and with Jackson? Why did he have to suddenly come and corrupt my mind? Why does he have to be so beautiful l? Why does he have to be so kind and respectful? Is what I'm thinking normal?

Slowly, my mind begins drifting off back to work, as the thoughts of the two men are desperate to be buried at the back of my mind. I carefully sign the paper in front of me and stare at it for a good ten minutes, as if my head went completely blank and my thoughts were erased; helping me to focus on my work and nothing else. Nothin else, but signing dumbass requests and declining most of them because of how stupid they are.

"I need you to sell condoms in this building, btw you should try office sex"

10:59pm. Sigh. Sigh.

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