Chapter 3: Consequences (Baekhyun's POV)

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I stood frozen as I watch the car drove away. Things happened so fast and I still can't believe it. Kendra, my ex-wife already has a family of her own. Kendra is already a wife to anther man and a mother to little child. I feel like I've been slapped by a gold bar.

She sure did changed. I remember how she was completely cold the first night I met her. She was an introvert. But now, she's warmer than what I expected. When I saw her at the restaurant a while ago, I honestly thought that she would avoid me. I thought she was going to ignore me and pretend that she doesn't know me, but instead she even accepted my offer to have a little walk with her. Only to figure out that she's already doing fine and had moved on long before. I myself was surprised. Kendra sure is calm.

I wish she should've just slapped me when I bumped over her in the restaurant. I wish she just ignored me and just walked away. I wish I didn't ask her for a little walk. I regret spending a little time with her today. Only if I didn't get to see her today, I wouldn't witness something that caused my heart a little ache. No, my heart actually cracked. Seeing her doing fine without me is a big slap to my face. Seeing her daughter caused me pain, seeing her husband made me feel jealous of him. But speaking of her husband, he looked familiar to me.

After a few minutes of pondering, I finally came back to reality. My eyes felt heavy and my cheeks feel like burning. I blinked a few times before I wiped my tears before they could even fall. I rubbed my eyes while they are closed making it red for a moment. When I already had the strength, I started to walk away. I returned to the restaurant and did what I had to do right before I even met Kendra, I went there to buy food. Not for me, but for someone else.

As the crew gave me my order in a paperbag, I took it then exited the restaurant. I walked soullessly as my mind is still having messy thoughts. Without noticing, I already made it to my destination- the hospital.

"What took you so long?" Asked my mom. "Something came up." I said. My mother noticed how blank I was. "Something wrong? You look pale." She said. I didn't say a thing. "Here, take this to her. She's waiting." She said as she handed me the tray of food. Without complaining, I did what I was told. I walked towards the hospital bed. "Halmeoni, it's your grandson Baekhyun. I have your favorite food." I talked as I placed the tray on the side table. I pulled a stool and sat near the bed. I reached out to and held her hand that was too weak for someone's touch. "Halmeoni, please eat up. Eating will help you gain your strength back." I said as I caressed her wrinkled hand. She slowly tilted her head to look at me. "Baekhyun? My grandson?" She said weakly. "Yes halmeoni, it's me." I responded quickly. "Is there anything wrong?" I asked.

Cases like this are very rare. Halmeoni never talked nor responded to me unless it's something important. After Kendra and I separated, halmeoni madly sulked at me. She hated the fact that we broke our vows. She got angry at me and Taeyeon. In her eyes, our relationship was rubish and very sinful.

"My grandson is a married man. Aren't you aware of that?" Halmeoni asked Taeyeon with a bitter tone. I held her hand to keep her comforted. It's the first she met my grandmother and it's not really a good one. "Answer me!" Halmeoni yelled making my girlfriend move in surprise. "Baekhyun, is this really your type? A girl who can't meet my stare while we're having a conversation?!" "How do you think can she meet you appropriately when you're all mad and throwing tantrums at her!" I said in defense of my girl. "Baekhyun.." Taeyeon quietly whispered. She held me like she was stopping me from exploding. "And you even have the nerve to talk back right now when you're the one who's at fault?! Where are your manners young man?!" Halmeoni yelled. It's the second time I saw her angry like this. The first time was when our family discovered that my uncle had a love child with a mistress. I guess she really gets mad when our family's name gets dishonored.

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