The Regret Part Three: Love, Pain and Forgiveness

Chapter Eighteen

As I hurried down the narrow hall I couldn't stop myself from shedding a single tear. My stomach felt like a thousand needles was poking it until it burst. I didn't dare look back to see if he was after me. Just looking at him again would be enough to send me into a frenzy. I was in a pool of overwhelming emotions thinking about the absolute hurt from y husband's I was not expecting. Out of all days, while we're in the middle of a situation that could potentially cause us harm to our careers and personal lives, today he decides to tell me he's being enlisted into the military. To add icing to this horrible cake, he's been trying to get me pregnant when we just started raising our first born.

I pressed the elevator button and waited for a short while. My teeth bite down on my lower lip as I tried to hold in my anguish. The elevator arrives and no one surprisingly was in there. Just enough space for me to belt out a cry. I step in and press the button to the lobby/cafe. Shortly after I arrived to the designated floor. As I take one short step, a guard stops me and pulls me to the side.

I look at him confused as to why I was stopped but then realize that the cafe was blocked off. Not only that, there were several other guards and a few policemen surrounding the floor's entry ways.

The guard that had pulled me to the side lowers his stature and whispers carefully "Sorry Mrs. Jung, we have the floor blocked off"

I clear my throat "Oh I just needed to go to the cafe" I give him a weak smile "I'm sort of having a bad day and needed space to clear my head. Is there anywhere I can go without being seen?"

He nods his head and looks over his shoulder and then back at me "The cafe is still open but they're letting the last few customers step out. As soon as it's clear, we'll let you go"

"But it's only one in the afternoon. It closes at 5pm"

"It's closing early to customers due to the chaos from the paparazzi's and the press but will be open for you and the company. Three people were arrested after trying to sneak into the main floor."

It felt as if my brain had short circuited itself. What is going on? I don't like this special treatment.

"It's not like the whole building is closed right? There are people still staying in the hotel"

"Unfortunately it is. The remaining guests had to leave the premises. Ever since the news about the sexual assaults and domestic violence, we've been ordered to lock the whole building up."

I step back and cover my mouth, in awe. I couldn't believe that something like this had escalated and resulted to this. I understand that we're in a not so pleasant situation but it's not like we're any different. People live different lives and each standard of living is unique but the fact that once an ordinary person become famous, people don't see that person as a human being anymore. It's amazing how fame can make people create this false idea that celebrities and idols are and must be perfect innocent angels. Perfect angels that must be happy and one hundred percent free from emotions such as sadness, anger, and depression. Sad part is when the truth comes out and idols start to show their true colors and live life like normal people, whether they're good or bad, people are quick to call their idols "traitors" and "sinners" and everything else imaginable. It's such a sad reality.

The elevator dings and it opens. I look back expecting more guards to come out but to my surprise, Namjoon appeared, with a book in his hand. Namjoon turns sharply and stops dead in his tracks and does a small "oh" sound before giving me a soft smile.

"Y/N what are you doing down here? What's going on?" He peeks past my shoulder and then back at me.

"The cafe is blocked at the moment. They're letting the last few customer's leave before we can get in" I shrug and sigh in pity "It's a shame that we can't sit with regular people without worrying about our safety"