RAVCLUS
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"Why are you doing this? Why... just why? Us... why me?" His voice cracked as he fisted the collar of the man who had shattered his life... his peace, his family.
"I did give you a choice, I did," the man murmured, his tone calm, almost mocking, as those burning eyes seared into him.
"Choice?" he snapped, voice raw. "You call this a choice? You want me to divorce my wife, and you call that a choice?" His grip on the collar tightened, rage trembling in his veins.
A low, cold chuckle rolled from the man's chest, freezing the air. "Simple. Divorce her. Be mine. And I will let her live. The choice is yours."
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"Bring whatever you want with you. Not like you care for anything anymore." With that, he strode out of the hospital room.
And there he stood-Jungkook-staring at the frail figure of his wife, no... his ex-wife, fighting for her life. His lips trembled as he whispered into the quiet "What did I just do?"
One by one, the man's men followed out, their expressions heavy with pity. But none dared to help. None dared to defy their boss.
But if they had looked closer... if they had stayed just a moment longer... they might have seen the faintest curve of his lips. A cruel, upward twitch.
Because in that silence... Jungkook had already won without ever having to play.
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