Seolhyun POV

        I dialled Jungkook's number. He didn't answer me. I called him again. He still didn't answer. He was always like this.

If I was dying and the last person that I called was him, he would let me just die.

I called his secretary, Myungdae.

"Hello, Madam Jeon."

"Tell Jungkook that Grandpa will visit the home this evening and he will stay for a few days."

"Okay, madam."

                    I hung up the call and grabbed my car key. I drove to my mother-in-law's house, Eunkyung, She was like a real mother to me compared to my own mother. She was a very good listener and was good at comforting me. I had a lot of worries, especially about Jungkook. I needed to see her.

"My Seolhyun, I miss you," Eunkyung greeted me with a big warm hug.

"I miss you too, mother," I said, pecking at her cheek.

"Oh my, you're such a sweet lady. I'm so lucky to have such a sweet daughter-in-law".

"Mother... I'm the one who is lucky to have a mother-in-law like you," I said and handed her a bag of presents.

"Omo. "What is this?" she asked, taking out a handbag.

"I got this for you. This is a limited edition. Only five are available in South Korea, mother".

I looked at her. She was very happy and looked touched by my present.

"Thank you, Seolhyun-ah. Even my own son isn't as sweet as you," she said, and took my hand to let me sit down on the sofa.

"Seolhyun-ah, now tell me what's going on between you and Jungkook. Are you guys getting better?" ,

Besides my family, the only person who knew that my marriage with Jungkook wasn't because of love was her, my own mother-in-law.

I always had her behind my back because she thought I was perfect for Jungkook.

But she really didn't know it all.

She still didn't know that my marriage with Jungkook was sexless.

"Mother, Jungkook has been very busy lately, and we don't get a chance to see each other much."

"Omo. How will I get to be grandma if you guys don't even have a chance to meet?" she said.

I faked a small laugh. Having a child with him was always my concern. But it's more like a fantasy. He didn't even want to touch me, but I already dreamt of being pregnant with his child.

But my fake laughter didn't work on her. There's sadness and worry written somewhere on my face.

"Seolhyun, don't be upset. I'm sorry. I shouldn't say such a thing. In the past, it's been hard for me to get pregnant too. I got Jungkook after three years of my marriage. So, don't worry too much. Just put more effort into it and believe in it. You need to be aware of your menstrual cycle. It helps a lot", she tried to cheer me up.

Little did she know that wasn't a problem at all. It's not because she's infertile. It's just because of that. I sighed and nodded at her.

Jungkook POV

              "Why the hell does Grandpa want to visit?" It's so sudden. Does Seolhyun have something to do with this? "

"I'm not sure, young master," Myungdae said, and lowered his head.

I was unpleased by this suddenness. If Grandpa stayed at my home, I didn't have a choice but to show him my intimacy with Seolhyun to please him. And there's no way I could stay the night with Y/N.

I let out a heavy sigh. I didn't know why lately I've gotten attached to Y/N. I kept thinking about having her in my embrace.

"When will I inherit all of his shares? I'm tired of waiting," I complained.

"Please be patient, young master. I'm sure he will give it to you one day. Nobody is as competent as you," Myungdae comforted me.

I got up from my chair and looked at him.

"I'm taking an early leave today," I said, and left my office.

              I drove to Y/N's college. She might be here because my housemaid told me she wasn't at home. I wanted to see her.

I parked my car in front of the first gate and got out. I leaned against my car while my eyes looked for Y/N's figure.

The female students around me were looking at me and complimented my look. I couldn't help but smile and be proud of it.

I knew I was handsome.

Y/N POV

             I was about to go back to college right after settling with my mom's surgery expenses. The doctor was going to perform the surgery by this Friday. Everything was going to be fine after this. This semester was just about to end. And once I graduate, I'll run from this cursed life.

I saw Jungkook leaning on his car in front of my college. I couldn't believe what I saw. I rubbed my eyes and it was really him.

He was standing there, smiling stupidly at the girls. He was just being himself.

I walked towards him.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, and he was a little bit startled by my sudden appearance from behind.

"Wait, why do you come from outside and not from inside the college? Where did you go? "he asked me in his serious voice.

I looked at his eyes. I'd learned my lesson. I won't provoke him again.

"Convenience store" I lied. I didn't want to say that I came from the hospital. I didn't want him to invade my privacy.

"Are you telling me the truth?" he doubted. Maybe he thought I went out to see my 'boyfriend'.

I nodded, and he grabbed my wrist and pulled me to sit in the passenger seat.

He took the driver's seat and drove off to a place.

"Where are you taking me to? I have a class".

"Skip it," he said simply.

"But, I've skipped this class many times. I can't sit for the exam if I don't get enough credit hours."

When I saw his facial expression darkening, I bit my lower lip.

"You skipped for what reason before this? Send me your schedule," he said coldly.

My schedule? He began OVER-CONTROLLING me. But I didn't want to oppose him. It's only about a year and a half before my graduation, I could bear with him.

                         Jungkook brought me to a women's boutique.

Was he going to buy me some clothes? I would love it! This was an expensive brand, and I could sell it again!

But what if he brought me here to choose clothes for his girlfriend. I would sound pathetic. But still... I had hope. At least one dress, priced at $3000,

My heart was excited, but I just held it in and played dumb.

"Why are you bringing me here?" I asked.

"Buy you some clothes, dummy," he said, and walked to take a dress that caught his eyes.

"Y/N, changed into this" he instructed me.

I took it from his hand and went into the fitting room.

                            Ah damn, I can't zip up this dress by myself because the zip was placed at the back.

I jerked my head out of the fitting room and looked for the worker. Instead, I just saw Jungkook sitting in front of me, waiting to see me.

"Why do you stick your head out like that, dummy? I want to see the dress on your body, not your head," he said to me.

"I'm not done yet. Where is the worker here? " I asked.

He got up from the seat and walked towards me.

"W-what are you doing?" I stuttered.

"Do you need help?" he asked seductively.

"I-I", I was about to reject him but he pushed me inside the fitting room and closed the door.

He pushed me against the wall lightly, with my back facing him. I couldn't even have a chance to ask him what he's doing now. It's inappropriate for a woman and a man to be in the same fitting room in a public place.

He pulled up my zip and said, "Done."

I turned my head and glared at him. He really pissed me off.

Then he looked at me from head to toe.

"I like this dress," he said, and pulled me out of the fitting room.

"Jungkook, I haven't changed into my clothes yet."

"Just wear this. We have more places to go.

He pointed out some clothes and paid for them.

I saw money. I saw money. I'm going to sell all of that for my mother's medical expenses! Problem solved!

                         My face reddened in embarrassment. I felt like I wanted to turn invisible. He brought me to I sighed out. I couldn't even say this. He brought me to a lingerie shop.

Jungkook, why did you bring me here? I can buy this thing by myself, "I said through my clenched teeth."

Well, I just want to get you something of my own preference. "You're pleasing me, not yourself," he said as he began inspecting the lingeries.

I put my hand on my forehead and shaded my eyes. I was embarrassed for him. How could he act like nothing was wrong? Ah, I couldn't see this.

"What size, sir?"

I heard the worker ask him.

"32B," he answered.

My jaw dropped open. How the damn did he get my right size?

Playboy, indeed.

He must...

Ah, why did I feel hurt by having such thoughts about him with other girls?

I shook my head and grabbed my senses back.

He came to me and handed me a shopping bag.

"Take a look later. Why is your face so red? We know each other very well. What are you shy about? " He scoffed at me.

I bit my lip and glared at him.

                          Then, Jungkook took me to the jewellery shop.

I like it!

He went to choose something, and I stood closely beside him because it's something I like.

He smirked, looking at my excitement that was reflected in my eyes. Believe me, I tried holding on, but I couldn't.

"I want to look at this," Jungkook said, and the worker took it out for him.

He checked it out and tried it on for me. It fit and he looked satisfied.

"How is it, Y/N?" Do you like it? "

"Yes," I simply said, trying to maintain a cool image.

Deep inside, I was very happy. Yes! Yes! It's beautiful!

He took it off and handed it to the worker. "Engrave 'Jungkook' on this ring," he said.

My smile turned dull. I turned my head at him. Our eyes met and stared at each other for a moment.

He saw the unsatisfied look on my face.

"Why? You don't like it? "

I didn't answer him.

Later, the worker came back with an engraved ring and handed it to him.

"I'm buying you this, so that people will know that you're mine," he said while putting me on the ring.

I would be flattered if he really loved me.

But the truth was just...

I was more like his toy. He wanted to play me by himself.

I couldn't have such thoughts. It only hurt me. I didn't want to cry because of my self-pity. I shook my head.

                      Jungkook drove back to 'our' home and parked in front of the main entrance.

"I will not be at home tonight. I have something to do" Jungkook said to me.

My mood was elevated. It's kind of good. It's time for me to rest my mind and think about myself. I didn't want to fall in love with him.

"Okay."

I opened the car door and was about to get out.

"Is that all?" he asked me, and I stopped, turning my head to look at him.

He grabbed my arm and pressed his chest against mine, kissing me deeply. I didn't fight or resist him because

I want him.

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