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15 days passed, the news of marriage lost its interest in public, now there were no articles on me and my marriage, y/n is also better, her state is still delicate. But what haunts me the most is every time she thinks about why she fainted she ends up getting a headache. Leaving me in a trauma whether to tell her the truth or not.
On the other hand, I keep convincing my wife that I am busy. She is a smart and business woman. She will soon catch the lie very soon, but for now that is the best option. Adjusting the bed sheets, I was waiting for y/n to join me. She went to her hospital to finish her work and it's too late. Every time she is late makes me more impatient, I have only her and I can't even dare to lose her.
The ringtone of my phone rang louder, this must be y/n, at least she bothered telling me if she was late. Hurrying to the living area, I picked up the call, "you know I was worried about you, aren't you responsible enough that you should tell me if you are doing overtime, and you are not in a healthy condition to work, please come back soon." "Hubby- what are you saying?" I don't know how many beats my heart skipped giving me sharp palpitations, how stupid am I not to check caller ID before picking a call, "I thought it was my friend."
"Umm- oppa aren't you coming back home, I am really missing you, if you want I will talk to appa to give a transfer to daegu. Please" sometimes I really feel like punching her, why is she acting like this, doesn't she know that this was forced marriage, why does she keep nagging. Does she have feelings for me, or is she also forced by my father. "I still have work to deal with, I don't know when I will return. You better mind your own business." I sometimes wonder how my voice turns so mechanic when I talk to her.
All of a sudden, I connoted little hands hugging my waist, y/n was back, her face rested on my shoulders. I can feel the relief in her breathing, but my breathing hitch, what kind of situation I am in, my love is hugging me while I am talking to my wife. It seemed like a horrific, nightmarish dream world. "I love you oppa." "I love you tae" the two voices echoed simultaneously, giving different feelings, her words were tearing my heart where as y/n words were soothing it.
This is not going to be same, soon I have to tell her the truth and I have to face the consequences, not giving second thought I hit the red button throwing my phone on the sofa, I turned around to face my baby, she was stuck herself up on my chest and her touch took my the control of my heart making it beat slowly with affection.
"Let's have dinner baby, I really missed you like crazy." I pulled her to the dinner table, making her sit in front of me, I fed her with the food that I prepared for her, "tae, feed slowly. My mouth is full." She pushed my hands, "you have to finish this my girl."
The laughters and giggles filled the room, the happiness of her heart was visible in her eyes, like a glittering star. That was piercing my soul apart, even my shadow was hating me to cheat on her. What a joke, I was cheating on my love of life with my wife. My father spoiled everything, he wanted to spoil my career but ended up spoiling my entire self.
"Tae, I will not return home tomorrow,I need to stay in the hospital for a special surgery that I need to assist tomorrow, so take care of yourself and eat dinner." She tapped my hands that rested on her waist line, as I scooped her from the back. I was mesmerized by her touch, tugging down all the guilt inside my heart. I was seeking comfort in her.
Next day 7:30 PM Your POV
The operation was successful, I am completely drained assisting the operation, "mam, someone wants to see you." The nurse said, pointing towards a tall lady standing a few inches from my cabin. Nodding I asked her to enter. This is so unusual to encounter a fully dressed woman coming to hospital.
Her dark brown hair locks resting delicately on her shoulders, the cherry lips complemented best on her milky white face and the high heels looked just awesome on her tall figure. I seriously envy her, if I had money I would have worked hard on my figure. "How many I help you miss." I adjusted my tunic, to look little presentable in front of her. Seriously after operation we doctors look like a ghost.
"Actually I wanted to ask something from you ." She curled her dress, hesitating to say further. "Yes miss, proceed." "I-I am Kim Tzuyu" she clenched her clothes and her forehead caressed, she was trying to say something that she wasn't able to, "I am Kim Tzuyu, wife of Kim Taehyung."
