Author POV

                 Jungkook tried to focus on his laptop screen but he kept distracted by what had y/n said yesterday. 'I'm not happy'

Frustrated, he harshly pushed the laptop slightly. He closed his eyes for a moment and rested his head on his palm.

He opened back his eyes and gazed at his cell phone on the table after his phone chiming.

Took the phone, he saw some messages from his mother on notification. Not interested, he didn't even open it and went to search. He saw his name was trending. He thought due to a magazine that he had interviewed before.

But then his eyebrows twitched when he saw Seolhyun's name was also trending. Maybe it was another Seolhyun, thought him. "Celebrity?"

In curiosity, he tapped her name. His eyes flickered when he saw a video of Seolhyun doing an interview last night. It was really her.

He watched her interview and every second made his heart pounded really hard. She never told him about this!

"And also we have a son together now"

His heart skipped a beat. His lips began to tremble.

"Omo. When did you have a son?"

"I just gave birth weeks ago," said Seolhyun.

Right after he heard that, he threw his phone on the table and grabbed his own hair and growled.

How could he divorce her right after this????? Divorcing a wife that had just given birth. His reputation in the public eyes would be ruined! Business was all about the people. What if people boycott him? And what would the shareholders think? They could use this to make him disqualified.

He groaned again at all the possibilities played in his head, then his eyes darkened in serious. 

"Seolhyun!" he clenched his hands and quickly left his office to Seolhyun's house.

                        Jungkook stormed into the house and saw Seolhyun was laughing while watching the TV, provoking him even more.

She stopped laughing when she heard someone opened the door like he wanted to break it. She turned at the door and saw Jungkook. He looked tremor in anger but she knew the reason very well.

"Seol! Hyun!"

"Ah, geez. You're so noisy" said her and put away the popcorn in her hand. She got up and walked towards him.

"How dare you, bitch?" his eyes fired with anguish.

"Um? Bitch? That's so harsh"

"You think by doing this, you can keep this stupid marriage? What do you expect? Wake up! I will never love you!"

She bursted into laughter.. "Pftttts. You think I do this because I love you????" she continued laughing, feeling something still tickled her heart.

Slowly her laughter died, she said, "Stop being full of yourself! This time I keep this marriage for you to pay what you've done to me! I won't allow everything to get in your way! Live in this hell marriage. And if you want to fuck thousands of girls, I don't care. Even if you're doing it in front of me, I don't care too!"

He clenched his hands and gritted his jaw. "Have you forgotten that I can send your father and brother to jail??????"

"Do it" said her simply with a grin.

He frowned with his eyes intensely looking at her. What the hell happened that she was so fearless?

"Go ahead. They are ready to go to jail anyways. But honey, this time I will control you" her grin wider.

"This time I control you. I don't give a fuck about your family. I will expose the truth to your family. You or me will be affected the most? Think, baby, think. You're smart anyways"

His entire body shook with anger, intensified by the madness growing inside him.

"Why are you quiet? Afraid? Huh. It's your turn to cry me a river. Bark when I tell you to bark, crawl when I tell you to crawl, how much fun will be this game? I can even make you lose your surname. I told you, it just begins" she said and then chuckled.

Unable to control his anger, he took the vase near to him and threw it, causing it to break into thousands of pieces. ."Fuck you!"

She couldn't help but grinner over his reaction. "What fuss? It's your choice. It's not like you lose anything. Maybe wait for another one year. You can divorce me. Why? Is it because that bitch can't wait anymore? Is she already go crazy???" she made a crazy sign next to her ear little circles with an index finger.

He was unable to talk as anger possessed all the energy left inside him. His eyes were red and teary in anguish. His vein popped out. She looked at him and grinned again.

"Oh my god. This is so much fun. I've never been really having fun until I see you like this" she laughed again and then stopped when she remembered something. "Ah I forget one thing. If you think about the divorcement as an option, prepare me trillions, honey. I love all the options you have now" she said.

Then she faked a yawn. "It's boring now. Think, baby, think" said her and left him alone to her room.

He groaned and then grumbled. He wished he could kill her!

Still overwhelmed with anger, he swept all the decorations on the table nearest to him with his arm.

'Think, baby, think', her voice echoed in his head. She really made him choose. He quickly went into his study room, slouched in his chair, his eyes stared at the space.

Then, he bursted, laughing maniacally at the thought she turned everything into his weakness, like he had lost his own game that he started.

Waiting more to divorce her? Again? Waiting?

He remembered y/n. "She can't wait... I can't wait either" He scoffed and then opened the drawer under his table, looking for the cigarettes and the lighter

He found a box of cigarettes, took one out, tucking in between his lips. When he was about to lit it up, something came across his mind. Y/n and Jiseok. It's been almost a month since he quit. How could he break his promise to her again?

He took the cigarette out of his mouth and threw it away. Could not suppress his anger, he kicked the table in front of him causing it to move a little bit and he also moved in the chair as it was a wheeled chair.

"I almost there, I almost there!" he shouted as he was about to be president and thought thing would end as soon as that.

Calming down, he was in deep thought again. Even if he waited more, things would be the same. Seolhyun would never allow him to be with y/n. She would do something again and again. And now with her, having his weakness.

Wait? How long already? It's getting sickening. And he didn't want to live under control.

He laughed again. How could everything that he had done just ruined like that and even pointed threatened himself???? His laughter became bitter and tears of sorrow escaped his eyes.

"This is just crazy"

Staring blankly at the space again but with thousands of things that about to explode his head, his mind, his sanity.

Hours and hours, just sitting there and thinking. Y/n came across his mind again.

'I am not happy'. He heard y/n's voice and then the sight of her puffy eyes broke his heart again.

"I am such a coward" He started to realize what he had been doing. It's just because he was afraid. Not a single thing he had really sacrificed for her but she had sacrificed everything for him. He forced her to continue this relationship meanwhile he just hid her, giving her hope and making her wait. Forcing her to get pregnant and how she endured so much for it. Now, separating her from her own son?

"What am I even doing???" he closed his eyes for a moment.

Opening back his eyes, he took out his phone out of pocket. He had already decided.

He made a call to Myungdae. "Prepare my divorcement paper to Seolhyun"

"What? Young Master, if you do this-"

"I don't want to know" he cut him short.

"But Young Master-"

"By tomorrow, it must be sent to her. I don't want to hear any from you. I don't want to know if this is not good for me. I don't want to know" said him and immediately ended the call.

He sighed out, staring at the floor for a while before getting up. He went to Jiseok's room.

He walked towards the cradle. Jiseok was in a very deep sleep. He stared at him and then a tear escaped from his eyes. Why did he feel so disgusted with himself?

"Daddy is sorry for the chaos daddy has done. To you and your mummy. Daddy is just a coward. Selfish"

Jiseok moved a little bit causing Jungkook to be startled. And then slowly Jiseok opened his eyes and looked at Jungkook.

After awhile, Jiseok was about to cry and Jungkook quickly took him in his arms and then moved in rocking motion. "Shhh. Daddy is here. Let's go to your mummy. Hm?"

Jungkook got out of the house with Jiseok and then got into his car. Seolhyun watched them from her room's window. She scoffed if it was the sign of his decision. Running away?

                    Jungkook put sleeping Jiseok in the cradle and then looked at y/n who was also sleeping on the bed.

He took off his tie and loosened some buttons and then went to lie beside her. He buried his face on her back in a scooping position. "This is right. I will not hurt you again. Not anymore. We will live. Three of us together. I will protect you, babe. I will protect our Jiseok too" he mumbled and then tears ran down from his eyes. 

It was hard. Even though he did not really like his mother, his granpa but it was hard for him. And what the future awaiting him after this? 

Feeling a pressure on her waist and a sudden warm of body heat on her back, she woke up. She heard Jungkook mumbling something but couldn't really get it.

"Jungkook? You home?" asked her and then tried turning her head slightly at her back to look if it was really him.

But she could not really turn at him because he was holding her with his face buried on her back tightly.

He did not answer her and kept crying silently. She could feel his tears soaking her back, making her begin to worry. "Jungkook what happens? Tell me"

"I won't go anywhere anymore" he said and heard rasping in his voice.

"What's wrong?"

He shook his head and she could feel it.

"Let me look at you"

He shook his head again.

"Then, what can I do to help you?"

"Stay like this. I'm tired. I want to sleep"

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                   Seolhyun walked down to the living room. She rolled her eyes at the mess Jungkook had made at the living room. "Nasty temper" she muttered.

Later, she heard the doorbell ringing. She took a look at the screen and frowned when she saw it was Myungdae. Why would Jungkook's secretary was here unless for the very important matter?

She quickly opened the door.

"Madam, a letter for you" said Myundae, giving her a slight bow.

"What is it?" asked her in anxious. Was it gonna be... that?

He didn't answer her and just bowed down, signed her a goodbye.

She closed the door and walked towards the sofa. Slowly she took the paper out from the parcel as she could not really ready for that.

Her hand shook as it was really that thing. Divorcement paper.

Her eyes flickered and her breath trembled. Then, she smiled bitterly

"You choose this way?" She could not believe it and then manically laughed.

When she was able to gain a control, she bit his lips and cursed "Fuck it!"

"You are willingly losing everything for y/n? You really challenge me!"

Her grip on the paper caused the paper to crumple a little bit. "I'm not joking, Jeon Jungkook. You gain something, you will lose something. I lost something and I have to gain something!"

Tears escaped her eyes. Something in heart that still hurt her. What was it? Wasn't any choice of him should not bother her as everything benefited her like she thought. Or was she wrong?

She started to cough out intensely and then clenched about her heart with her fist to bear the pain.

                  Eunkyung rang a bell at Seolhyun's main door. She wanted to visit Jiseok and as well as to see Jungkook because he caused chaos at the office by not going to the office today, caused some meetings to be postponed. She could not really believe all the excuses given by Myungdae.

No one opened the door. She rang the bell again. No sign of anyone would open the door for her. The house was quiet.

She jiggled the doorknob. To her surprise, it wasn't locked. She pushed the door open and entered. She frowned looking at how messy the house was.

The house itself was dark as Seolhyun didn't do anything throughout the days. She didn't even move an inch from the sofa since the morning she received the divorcement paper from Jungkook.

"My Seolhyun?" called Eunkyung.

"Seolhyun?" she called again when no one answered her.

"It's good that you're here," said Seolhyun.

Her sudden nearby voice caused Eunkyung to be startled. It was even surprising that she didn't sound like usual which was sweet and innocent.

Eunkyung spotted her figure and she was actually just sitting on the sofa. "What happens, honey?"

Seolhyun got up and then turned on the lamp switch.

Eunkyung was shocked and looked at her. Hopeless, lifeless and very pale.

"What happens, honey. Why do you look like this? Where is Jungkook and Jiseok?"

Seolhyun scoffed and then smirked. "You mean your bullshit son? And the prostitute's son?"

The road of a frown wrinkling Eunkyung's forehead. Seolhyun never used profanity to her. "What? What's wrong with you?" stuttered her.

Seolhyun went to the sofa and took the divorcement paper and then walked towards Eunkyung, she gave her. "Take it"

Eunkyung took it but her eyes were still on Seolhyun. She never saw this side of her. And with the house messed like this. It's like the person who stood in front of her wasn't Seolhyun but another person.

"Read it," said Seolhyun when she saw Eunkyung still had eyes on her.

Eunkyung started reading it and her eyes widened in shock. Her hand visibly shook.

Seolhyun chuckled, looking at her reaction.

Eunkyung's eyes went back to Seolhyun. To her, no wonder she looked like losing sanity. "Seolhyun, how?????"

"Don't yet" said Seolhyun and then continued, "You don't know everything yet. Sit down. I'll make you the tea and we spill the tea together"

Eunkyung gripped Seolhyun's arms. "Seolhyun! It's not time for being funny. Wake up!"

Seolhyun chuckled. "I'm not being funny. Jiseok isn't my son. It is a prostitute's son"

"W-what are you talking about?" She intensely looked at Seolhyun.

"I was faking a pregnancy and it has been a sexless marriage all the time" said Seolhyun, showing no emotion.

Eunkyung's grip on Seolhyun loosened. Her face muscles went stiff.

"You don't believe me?" asked Seolhyun and then lifted her shirt showing Eunkyung her belly. "Look, no marks at all. I want to show you another part too, but it is a bit too much" said her referring to her virginity.

"W-what?"

"Wait! I have another proof" Seolhyun said excitedly and then went into a room.

Then she got out with a lot of baby bump silicons with different sizes. "What do you think?"

Jaw dropped open, Eunkyung gasped in disbelief. She shook her head in disbelief and then she was confused whose son was that.

Seolhyun could read through her. "It is y/n's son. Don't worry, your real grandson too. It is her son with your son. How dirty is the blood now, is it?" Seolhyun bursted into laughter.

Eunkyung's vein almost popped out of her neck. She felt she could die of a heart attack now. All along the time she was fooled?????? Jungkook!

                        "Jungkook! Jungkook!!!!" Eunkyung shouted as soon as she stormed into his house.

Her voice could reach where Jungkook was. He was in the room with y/n, playing with their son on the bed.

"Jungkook, what happens? Isn't it your mother's voice??" asked y/n. She was panicked.

He expected this to come but never expected to be at his home and this fast.

"Um. I will go out to see her. Never come out of this room. Stay here with Jiseok"

He was about to get up but she quickly held his arm. "What happens? Why do I think you hide something from me?"

He held her head and then pecked on her forehead. "Don't worry, babe. Nothing will really happen"

He got up, leaving the room. She watched him going out with an uneasy heart.

As she could not ignore her curiosity, she got off the bed but then her son whimpered when she left him. She quickly took her son and then went to the door to open a little bit to see what's going on.

Jungkook walked towards Eunkyung wearing an innocent look. "What's wrong mom?"

She slapped him as soon as he stood in front of him. His face turned as the slap was very strong.

Y/n gasped looking at how Jungkook was slapped. She was so confused about what the hell was happening actually. And what the hell Jungkook didn't tell her?

"How dare you fool me???!!!!" yelled Eunkyung.

Jungkook smirked and then pressed his tongue against his slapped cheek.

"You fucked with that prostitute! How dare you bring her dirty son into the family???!!"

Tears escaped y/n's eyes upon listening to what Jungkook's mother thought about her. Prostitute? Dirty son? Her heart was crushed in the worst way.

"How dare you! Ungrateful son!!" yelled Eunkyung and started to hit him. Jungkook ducked and shielded himself with his arms. He received the hit without saying anything.

Y/n watched it and she couldn't bear watching him getting hit because of her. She quickly got out and went to Jungkook. "Madam, please stop. Don't hurt him", y/n begged, tried to stop Eunkyung.

Jungkook was so shocked looking y/n was here. Eunkyung's blood boiled even more when she saw y/n. "Here you are, little bitch!" she switched her attention to y/n and grabbed her hair. The baby in her arm started crying at the loudness of this situation.

Jungkook quickly got up and took his mother's hand, trying to make her let go of y/n's hair. "Mom, stop!"

Y/n whimpered at the pain and tried to maintain her stability as she was holding her son in her arms.

After he could make her mother let go of her hair, he went between them, blocking her mother from hitting y/n further. "Stop hurting y/n, mom!" Jungkook yelled.

But Eunkyung didn't bother and still tried to hit her. Finally, he held both of her hands with one hand and then turned at y/n who hid behind him. "Y/n, go outside!"

"Huh?"

He pushed her slowly with his other hand. "Just go outside. Wait for me outside! I need to talk with my mom. Leave us alone for a while"

Y/n nodded and then with a heavy heart she went out the house with her son in her arms.

Jungkook let go of Eunkyung's hands when y/n left out.

She breathed heavily due to the tantrum just now. After catching breaths, she looked at Jungkook with piercing eyes. "You've gone too far! Don't you ever think I will accept that prostitute with her son!"

"Mom, it's your grandchild. My blood is running inside him"

"No! When dirty blood mixes with good blood, it makes dirty blood too!"

Suddenly he felt heat flared in his chest. "Don't talk ill about my son! Whatever you say, he's my son! My family!"

"Your family, you said?'' asked Eunkyung in disbelief at the thought Jungkook disrespected her as his mother. "How dare you choose those peasants over me? You