Love Found In the Contract

CHAPTER EIGHT 🦋

Week Eight 🐇

it's been a week since Jinyoung has gotten out of surgery. The doctors at first said that he will be okay and will be waking up in a matter of hours. Then forty-two hours went by and nothing. His brown eyes remained closed and that's when people began freaking out. The surgery was a success, he had a few broken legs and bruised ribs but he was fine overall. He needed to be okay, it was a simple procedure,  extracting a nail from his abdomen. The nail was not deep therefore it did not make any damages. He was supposed to wake up. He was supposed to walk out of this hospital in a matter of days. He was... 

"Sir, I think you need to rest," My secretary says for the nth time this week. 

shaking my head, I held his hand tighter. I miss his eyes. You know in the past eight weeks, I have kept my distance from him but I could not help notice small things about him. Like how much of a lightweight he is when it comes to alcohol, how much he loves fitness, and how good of a cook he is. He is basically the best boyfriend anyone can have and wish to have. He is just so great and it's a shame that he is stuck with me and with a horrible family.

I thought my family was horrible but compared to his, my family members are saints. I called his family when he was in surgery because they deserved to know, but all I got back was a "call us only if he dies and we are needed to read his will" it was horrifying to know that they will only care when he was dead. I don't think that he has anyone that loves him in his household. I petty him. I really do. 

dreaming 🍑 

I was sitting in the balcony outside of our room with our baby in my arms and our five years old son to my right and our fifteen-year-old daughter to my left. We were watching how their dad was trying to help our other son, who was eighteen years old,  to throw a football. It was a hilarious sight to watch since my husband was shorter than our son and a look skinnier. 

"Papa, don't you think that you should be teaching Coby, instead of daddy?" my five-year-old

 aks 

"Why? Daddy knows how to play football and besides he wanted to teach him"

"Papa, you know that daddy is no good at sports compare to you," my daughter says holding a laugh

"Come on! dad is not bad, right papa, I mean he lacks in some areas but he is not that bad " I say just as he hits himself with the ball shaking my head, I gather the kids to go to the front yard. 

"Honey, why don't you take a break?" I yell once I'm at a good distance from him 

Nodding he jobs to my side to take the baby from my hands. 

Taking the football that he left on the ground I throw it to our son and then we actually begin training him.  I have to admit my husband is not the best at sports, he is decent but not as good, and I am better. But he wanted to have some bonding time with our son before he goes to college and begins hanging out with his friends and forgets about us and starts dating and whatever college students do. 

I laugh as Coby misses the ball and trips over his own feet. It hurts to have to say goodbye to him but I am happy that he has a dream and wants to accomplish it. He was our first son, we adopted him when he was just twelve years old. The adoption center didn't want us to meet him at first because according to them he was a trouble maker and could not be taken care off, especially by first-time parents. It was weird to be told that he basically didn't deserve a home, but my husband was very persistent and we finally met him. In our first encounter, he was very mean and made us cry with every word that left his mouth. He made us cry not because he was mean but because of how he was treated in there. After three long months of getting to know him, he finally accepted us and told us that he wouldn't mind being part of our family but he had one condition, to have his siblings with him. 

When he told us that he had siblings we were shocked but accepted. It took us a very long time to get the adoption agency to let us adopt him and his baby brother of only a few weeks old. But it was even more difficult to adopt his sister since she was in another adopting agency. And when we finally got her, she told us that she will only stay if we provided a home to the baby of one of her friends that had gotten pregnant. and that is how we ended up having multiple kids of different ages when we're only planning to get one. But I will definitely do it again if I had to. These kids are my world and I will do anything and everything in my power to protect them. 

"Hey baby, let's go eat,"  my husband says

I smile at my husband. After a failed marriage I found the one and I couldn't be any happier 

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Thank you for reading 

Please comment your thoughts because I really love reading them. 

I know I said that I will not be posting for a couple of weeks due to finals, but I love procrastinating and this seemed to be the right way to do it. Sorry for the short chapter but  I promise that I will get back here soon. Also, Jinyoung's p.o.v. is his dream, since he is in a type of coma at the moment, that's why its in italics. I think that this chapter probably rose many questions that will soon be explained, soon once I'm done with finals, which will probably be sometime next week. But most likely I'll be back on the 21 of May, I will try to be back by then. 

Thank you for reading, 

and if any of you are in finals good luck on your exams :)