Y/n POV:
The next day, we came back to Seoul. We got to spend only 2 days for our honeymoon. It was a one week trip, but to finish some important works Jungkook canceled the whole trip.

For last night, he didn't apologize. Instead of apologizing, he seemed to be avoiding my presence.

We were eating our breakfast. I lifted my head and saw him silently eating his food. Since yesterday, he hasn't talked to me.

"Jungkook!" I exclaimed, trying to get his attention. He looked up straight into my eyes, and the next moment he lowered his gaze, avoiding eye contact.

"Yeah?!" he mumbled in a low voice, playing with his food. Breathing deeply, putting aside the fork, I focused on him.

"I was thinking to visit my parents. It's the death anniversary of my grandfather. Will you come with me?"

He lifted his head, staring at me without any expression and slowly nodded.

Fixing my glasses, I smiled at him, "Thank you!"

He looked away. I frowned, noticing him avoiding me.

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Jungkook POV:

By 7 pm, I completed all the works to visit Y/n's parents. Sitting on the driver's seat, I buckled up the seatbelt.

I was about to start the engine but then I got a call from Yuna. Holding on the steering wheel, I picked up her call.

Y: "J-Jungkook."

JK: "Yuna, Is everything okay?"

I wanted to finish the call as soon as possible, I can't be late for the ceremony.

Y: "Can we meet?"

JK: "Uh, I-I am sorry. I have an important event to attend. Can we meet tomorrow?"

Deep inside, I felt that I was cheating on Yuna. This was the first time rejecting her request.

I heard a scream on the other end.

JK: "Hello! W-What happen? Are you okay? Yuna?!"

I panicked when the phone got disconnected.

"Hello?!"

Instantly, I headed to Yuna's apartment. It was quite far away from the company. I drove at a full speed, not caring about the traffic rules.

Reaching Yuna's apartment, I banged on the door, calling her name.

I held on the doorknob, surprisingly, the door was unlocked.

I rushed towards the living room and saw her lying on the floor, unconscious.

Picking her in my arms, I tapped on her cheeks gently, "Yuna, wake up!"

Slowly, she opened her eyes. She stood up and suddenly she started laughing hilariously, holding her stomach.

My lips parted away as I intensely gazed her in shock, "W-What?"

"It w-was j-just a prank." Her eyes welled up with tears, she was laughing so hard.

I was speechless and annoyed by her childish act.

"What the hell! What is this, Yuna?! You think this is funny? Y/n must be waiting for me." For the first time, I shouted at her and that too because of Y/n.

"Why are you worried about that pig?!" She frowned in disgust, insulting her.

"Yuna! Don't call her that kind of name." I raised my voice, getting upset with her lies also when she insulted 'my wife'.

Her eyes became teary and she lowered her head, "J-Jungkook, you are not the same person with whom I fell in love with. How did you change so much?!"

Seeing the cry made me feel bad for shouting at her. I went to her and hugged her.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to shout at you." I tried to console her by patting her head so she would stop crying.

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Your POV:

It has been 3 hours, Jungkook still hasn't arrived. I tried to call him several times, but he wasn't picking up any of the calls. I felt bad for my parents who waited for him for so long.

He could've at least told me beforehand if he can't join. Again, I dialed his number. After ages, he picked up the call.

"Jungkook, where are-" I was about to bombard him with questions as soon as he picked up the call.

"Hello?!" I heard a girl's voice from the other end. I double-checked the phone number, it was his number.

"Isn't this Jungkook's phone?" I inquired as politely as I could.

"Yes, it is. Who are you?" The girl on the other end asked in an annoyed tone.

What was he doing with a girl?

Before I could say anything, my mother called me. Quickly, I disconnected the call and went to my parents.

"Sorry, Mom. Jungkook really wanted to come, but he is busy with office work. Let's start the ceremony."

I could clearly see the disappointment on my parents' faces when I lied to them.

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Yuna POV:

I saw Jungkook's phone vibrating when he was in the washroom. The display showed 'Jagi ❤'.

My grip on the phone tightened. Anger built up inside me.

A smirk formed on my face, as I thought of an evil idea. This will be the best way to get revenge on that pig. For the first time, Jungkook yelled at me because of her.

I will show you who I am, Kang Y/n.

I accepted the call and talked, infuriating her, but she disconnected the call first.

How can she not recognize my voice? Had she already forgotten about me?

Just wait and watch you, pig. I will make your life hell just like before.

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Jungkook POV:

I closed the door behind without making any sound. The lights were off.

Maybe, she still hasn't arrived.

I was about to go upstairs, but my steps froze when suddenly the lights turned on. I turned to look back and saw Y/n standing behind me, crossing her arms. She looked really upset.

I headed towards her, rubbing my hands, thinking of an excuse, "Look, I am sorry. I had an urgent meeting so-"

She cut me off, narrowing her eyes, "Then who was the girl with you?"

I stared at her in confusion, "Girl?"

All of a sudden, I got the flashback of Yuna holding my phone in her hands. Pressing my lips, I closed my eyes, cursing myself for not checking the phone.

Choi Yuna.

"She was my secretary. She was helping me with the work." Quickly, I made up a lie.

Her eyes softened when I mentioned the word 'secretary'.

Did she buy it?

"Fine, you must be tired. Take some rest." She turned to leave.

"I am sorry, I should've attended the ceremony. I-"

Before I could continue she cut me off, "I said it's fine, Jungkook. You don't have to apologize. I understand." She gave a bitter smile.

I went close to her and held her arms, trying to make her feel better.

"Are you still angry with me?"

Shaking her head with a fake smile, she made her way towards our room. I felt horrible for lying to her.

Why do I feel guilty when I lie to her?

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❝Apologies don't mean anything if you keep doing what you're sorry for.❞

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