JK - Pregnant by a killer (chapters under editing, will appear soon)

Chapter 35

Apologies

''Get the fuck out of this house Jeon,''

The words rang inside my ears like someone would run their nails against the whiteboard. Her tears told it all. She was mad at me for what I said. It just came out.

When I came back to reality and realized what I actually had said, I tried to approach her. ''Baby, I-''

But my words didn't reach you anymore. Your mental state was blocking everything I was trying to say. You pushed your hands towards me, telling me not to come closer to her. I can't fight with that.

''Are you deaf? I told you, get out!'' She yelled once again, but I felt like I heard nothing either. I didn't want to believe her sayings. I wanted this to be a bad dream, a nightmare, and I'd soon wake up.

But it wasn't a nightmare. Technically, it was a real nightmare, made by myself.

''I'm not leaving you and the kids. I won't,'' I protested finally. I had to be reasonable here. She is just hurt and angry. She doesn't want me to leave. Her whole world would collapse after that. And she can't do it to the kids.

But she didn't seem to care. She started pushing me towards the bedroom door. I didn't fight back because I didn't want to hurt her. I allowed her to do everything as I deserved it.

She kept pushing me. She almost pushed me down the stairs.

''If I have to throw you out, I will gladly do it,'' She said while the tears were still running against her beautiful soft cheeks. She was broken, tired, and just in pain.

''I understand you're angry, and you have all the rights. I'm sorry for what I said. I shouldn't have said that. I regret it. Baby, I won't leave you. This is my house too,'' I said in as calm voice as I could.

She stopped pushing me. She looked at me one more time before she walked to the bedroom again. I heard the click of the door locking, and it made my heart ache.

I dragged myself to the door once more and knocked softly on it. I could hear her faint sobs through the door. I was killing myself mentally for hurting her like that. How could I ever blame her actions and decisions?

All those actions stemmed from me—my own decisions. I may not have forced her to walk down that alley, but I was the one who chose to bring her to the mansion. There was no doubt my father would have known her presence without his spies seeing me taking her.

Without my decision, she'd still be out there, living her own life without me. At the same time, I would be happy for her, but my heart ached at the thought of not being with her for the rest of my life.

It's all my fault, but even I have trouble believing it.

''A-appa?'' I heard a faint noise behind me. I saw Hangeum while dragging his teddy bear in his doorframe. My heart ached once again, thinking he must have heard something.

And I really do hope he didn't hear a thing, but why else he'd be awake?

I sighed, walked to him, and bent down to his level. ''Why are you awake?''

He sniffed a little bit before answering. ''Eomma and you're y-yelling... are you leaving again?''

Those words broke my heart. He is asking it again. I hate to put thoughts of me leaving for his or Misuk's mind. I'm never leaving them or you. I could never do that. I smiled at him softly, rubbing his back. ''Appa isn't going anywhere. Eomma was just a little tired, and I teased her. You know how she can be when I annoy her sometimes.''