Y/n's father lies unconscious on the hospital bed, surrounded by beeping machines and medical equipment. Y/n, visibly distraught, sits by his side, holding his hand and softly sobbing.

"Dad, please wake up. I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you." She said

His eyelids fluttered open. Y/n's tears flow even more freely as she tightens her grip on his hand.

"Dad, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. Please forgive me." She cried.

His expression softens as he listens, his gaze fixing on her face. He struggles to speak, his voice barely audible.

"Y/n... my dear Y/n…" He said

Y/n's heart aches with the weight of her guilt, but she continues, her voice trembling.

"Dad, I... I just wanted to be your daughter, to feel your love. I never wanted anything else. I am sorry for disappointing you."

His eyes glisten with understanding, and he reaches out to wipe her tears.

" I... I understand. It was hard. What have I not done for you?" He asked.

She leans in, embracing him gently, her tears now a mixture of sorrow and gratitude.

"I am sorry, you have done everything for me."

"But you have only disappointed me." He said.

Y/n pulls back slightly, her eyes meeting him with newfound determination.

"I will do anything, please I would do anything for you forgive me."

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Chaeyoung, who sits on the couch, expresses a blend of sorrow and disbelief.

"Chaeyoung, I need you to know what I did... it wasn't because of you. It was never because of you." Namjoon said he had to divorce her.

Chaeyoung's eyes remain fixed on the floor, her fingers nervously tracing patterns on her lap.

"My parents, they... they pressured me, told me that I had to do it. They made me believe that it was for the best. But, in reality, it was me, failing to stand up to them. Dad is being sensitive because of what Happened with Y/n. I didn't want to add to his worry. I had to choose between being a son or husband. I am sorry for not choosing you He said.

Chaeyoung's gaze flickers up to meet Namjoon's, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears.

"You... you didn't want this?" She asked

"No, Chaeyoung. No, I didn't. You were an incredible wife, always there, always understanding. Even when love had faded, my respect for you never wavered. I wish we could have stayed together till the very end." He said.

Chaeyoung's tears begin to flow freely now. She hugged him tightly, not wanting to let go of him.

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"You came back to the cage." Namjoon said.

"Don't say that, Appa finally forgave me." Y/n said.

"You shouldn't have Y/n, I am tired of them. I wish I could have escaped too, all of this getting too heavy now." Namjoon said.

"Are you sad because of your divorce?" She asked. Namjoon took a deep breath and nodded his head.

"They are selfish. When I didn't want her, he made me marry her, stay with her. But when I got attached to her, they suddenly wanted me to leave her. Just because she couldn't give them what they wanted." Namjoon exclaimed.

"You love her?" She asked.

"Y/n are we allowed to love? I don't even know what that means. But it's sad that I choose to be a good son rather than a good husband." Namjoon replied. Y/n felt bad but she couldn't say or do anything about it.

The maid came to Y/n while a huge bouquet of flowers. "Someone send this for you."

"Me?" Y/n looked confused and she looked at the flowers.

"Hmm, looks like you have a lover." Namjoon said.

"I don't, I wish I had one." She chuckled and find a card. It was sent by Jungkook. Namjoon read the card too.

"He has apologized so many times, apologize to him. And give him a chance." Namjoon said.

"I can't, I don't want to make dad mad again." She replied.

"You will ruin your happiness that way Y/n."
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Namjoon saw his father engaged in a tense meeting with a stern, Middle-aged man, Mr. Lee who sits across from them, exuding authority.

"Namjoon, we have decided to finalize Y/n's wedding." His father said. Namjoon's eyes widened, his curiosity piqued.

"Mr. Lee, do you happen to have a son?" Namjoon asked. And it made his father clear his throat.

"I am the one whom Y/n will marry."

Namjoon's expression changes to one of shock, a mix of surprise and disbelief.

"But, Father, how can you make her marry someone that much older?" Namjoon asked.

"Her past marriages have failed, Namjoon. We have no other choice." He said.

Namjoon's resolve intensifies, his voice firm. "I won't stand for it. I won't let Y/n sacrifice her happiness for societal expectations."

"Namjoon, you must understand the importance of this decision. We are doing what's best for her future. And I will take care of her." The man said.

"I don't care about societal norms. I'll talk to Y/n. She deserves a say in her own life. But she is not marrying someone like you." Namjoon said. Mr. Lee stood up and looked at Namjoon's father.

"I just offered to help, and I got insulted. I should leave." He said and left.

Namjoon's father looked at Namjoon. "What the hell is wrong? He agreed to invest 15 billion into the business if she gets married to him. That will repair the damage caused by Y/n."

"Marriage is not a business, and what about Y/n huh? You know he doesn't have a good history with marriages, how his past relationships were abusive. And he is a pervert, how easily he agreed to marry someone so young. It's disgusting." Namjoon Said.

"I choose the best matches for Y/n, she messes it up, now we have limited options."

"Why do you even want to marry her huh? We can wait, let her decide." Namjoon said.

"Let her decide? We didn't adopt her for her to decide."

"Yes, you did it just so you could make profit out of her right?" Namjoon exclaimed.

"I have to do something right? She can't just sit in the house, can she?"

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Y/n stands near the door, a hesitant look on her face as she listens to the guard's words.

"He's still out there, Miss Y/n. Says he won't budge until he talks to you." The guard said.

Y/n sighs, as she glances outside. She knows he's still waiting.

"Fine, I'll go talk to him." Y/n said.

She steps outside, her eyes meeting Jungkook's intense gaze. His expression softens as he sees her approach.

"Y/n, I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you." He said.

Y/n remains silent, her heart still heavy with the weight of their recent arguments.

"Please, just give me a chance."

"Why?"

"Why? You are asking why? When you took my sleep with you." He said.

"That is cringe." She exclaimed.

"But you did, ever since I made you. I swear I wouldn't have cared if anything you said on our first meeting was true. All I care is about you, I swear I will give you all the love and respect. You don't need to be afraid of me." He said.

Y/n's features soften, a small smile tugging at her lips. Jungkook indeed was not a bad guy, but at first she was not sure , she thought he was conversative.

"Okay,"

Jungkook looked at her surprised. "Okay?"

"Convince my father then," she said.

Jungkook excitedly hugged her. "Ahhh! Yes! Done! I will do anything to convince him! I love you."
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Jungkook leads Y/N by the hand into the elegantly decorated living room. His parents who sat on the sofa, their expressions guarded.

"Seriously Jungkook, you bring this trash home again."

Y/N's hands tremble, but she remains composed.

" I made a mistake, but I love your son, and we've worked hard to move past it." She tried to be calm and ignored the fact that they called her trash.

" from your responsibilities. You're not even a real Kim. How could we trust you with our family's name?"

Jungkook's jaw tightens as he steps forward, shielding Y/N with his body.

"Mom, you said you will give her a chance? And why does her surname matter to you? She is the one I want and love, is that not enough?"

"Jungkook, you've always been headstrong. We worry about the family's reputation." His father said.

Y/N's eyes glisten with unshed tears, but she squares her shoulders.

" I understand your concerns, but I've always respected your family. I never intended to cause any harm." She replied.

"Your actions, however, did cause distress. Jungkook we can't accept her, she kicked away the opportunity she got, now she can't ever become a part of our family." His father said.

"I can't let you disrespect her, she is a part of me and life if you agree or not." Jungkook said.
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"Y/n, get ready, there's someone coming to meet you for the wedding." Y/n was told by her father.

He told her no matter what she couldn't mess this up. Jungkook was taking time because his parents were not agreeing for his marriage with Y/n now.

Y/n nervousness intertwined as she awaited the arrival. The door creaked open, and a stranger stood before her—the man she was supposed to marry, Mr. Lee.

Y/n's forced smile faltered as Mr. Lee's tone turned sharp, "So, you're the one I'm supposed to marry. Not much to look at, are you?"

Her discomfort surged, his father wants her to marry this man? and her voice wavered, "I...I'm sorry, I thought..."

They sat, she was uncomfortable with this man. She can't imagine her life with him, she was already against contract marriages, and this one looks like the worse one.

"What did you run from the first wedding?" He asked.

"Personal reasons." She replied.

"Boyfriend?" He asked.

"No," she said.

"Hmm, what is your body count?" He asked.

"What?" She was surprised by his question.

"Your body count, it's not you will be a v'rgin, of course your body count must be more on wh*re level." He said. Y/n clenched his fist.

"What is your body count huh? Do you even have stamina to have s*x that you ask my father for my marriage?" She asked and it made him clearly upset.

He holds her hand, and twists it. "The fck you think about yourself huh? I can't believe I am investing 15 billion for you. You can't show your attitude to me."

"Leave my hand-"

Before she could finish, Namjoon, who had been silently observing, stepped forward.

"That's enough," he said sternly, his voice cutting through the tension like a blade.

Without warning, his fist connected with Mr. Lee's jaw, sending him staggering back. "How could you hit me?"

Mr. Lee's eyes widened in shock as Namjoon continued, his voice low and commanding, "You will treat her with respect, or there will be consequences."

Y/n felt a surge of gratitude and relief wash over her as she watched Namjoon stand up for her.

Mr. Lee chuckled, "Respect her? I know about all the rumors about her, and what type of woman she is."

"Leave! I don't want to hear a single word from your mouth about her." Namjoon said.
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"Namjoon what have you done? You know how mad he was? He said he doesn't want to marry Y/n. Mr. Lee is an esteemed gentleman, and you show him no respect.
" His father said.

"Well, that is good. He doesn't deserve her. And a gentleman? You should have heard the way she talks. You know Y/n deserves someone better. Mr. Lee isn't the right fit for her.." Namjoon replied.

"Okay, who does? I am trying to save my reputation, meanwhile you and Y/n both are ruining it." His father exclaimed.

"Dad, why are you in such a rush for her to get married?" Namjoon asked.

"I just want to get married to a good wealthy family. Is it wrong? If you're so concerned about Y/n, then perhaps you should marry her yourself." He said.

Namjoon's eyes widened, shocked by his father's unexpected proposal. His father's gaze remains steady, challenging Namjoon to respond.

The room falls into a pregnant pause as the weight of the suggestion hangs heavily in the air.

"No, no, why would I marry her?" He exclaimed.

Namjoon's father nods, "Exactly, why would anyone marry her after what she has done?"

"Dad, I... I didn't mean any disrespect, but marriage is a significant step. And she hasn't done something wrong or shameful like you act."

"She has to pay back, in some way, if not by money then by giving us a future heir." He said.

Namjoon runs his fingers through his hair. "This is just wrong, you are hurting this way. Here she is ready to do anything for her,"

"If she can do anything for me, then she will have no problem in getting married to you and giving me an heir."

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"You can be serious, you agree? Why? You need to do it under pressure." Namjoon said.

"I am tired. I have been avoiding this. But I can't avoid this anymore." Y/n replied.

"You don't need to, you love Jungkook. So you should marry him." Namjoon replied.

"Remember I said I don't wanna live like mom and noona? And you replied that at least they are living a respectful life right?" She asked. Namjoon nodded his head. "I realized it now, the Jungkook family doesn't want me, they will disrespect me even if I get married to Jungkook, any other family will, I just want to live a respectful life. I don't want to get insulted and called out for things I have never done."

"Y/n, you hate this type of marriage. I will not gonna love you, I can love you no matter what. I will treat you like a typical husband. And if you weren't able to give birth to a son, you will get divorce." Namjoon didn't support any of it but he was telling her reality.

"I will not get sold out, right ? I will not get insulted like? At least you can promise a normal life." She replied.

Namjoon was silent, he didn't say anything to her.

Y/n went to meet Jungkook to tell him the news, His heart sank as he struggled to process the news.

"You're getting married?" he repeated, his voice barely a whisper.

"I'm sorry, Jungkook," Y/n murmured softly. "But this is what I want now. Please, don't make things difficult. My parents won't understand, and neither will yours." She said,

Jungkook's hands balled into fists as he fought against the surge of emotions threatening to consume him.

"I won't let this happen," he declared, his voice filled with a determination that matched Y/n's.

"Your parents hate me, I will get respect in your house." She said,

"Why do you think that? You will, I respect you and love you Y/n. My parents are upset, but I promise I will stand for you." Jungkook said.

"Jungkook please," He tried to stop her but she didn't. This was a battle he couldn't win, not this time.

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Namjoon glances at the grand entrance, his eyes immediately drawn to Y/N, who stands by the doorway in a breathtaking bridal gown, her eyes cast downward, an unmistakable sadness clouding her features. He approaches her with a concerned expression.

" Y/N, you look absolutely stunning, but something seems amiss. What's troubling you?" He said.

Y/N looks up, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, as she forces a weak smile.

" It's just... everything feels so heavy. I'm not sure if I'm doing the right thing." Y/n said. She remembered the night before how Jungkook tried to stop her from this marriage.

Namjoon furrows with concern as he reaches out to gently hold her hand.

" You don't have to do anything you're not ready for. Remember, this is your life, your happiness. If this isn't what you want, we can find a way." He said.

Y/N's grip tightens on Namjoon's hand as she takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself.

"It's not that simple.  And it's my third time get dressed like a bride, I better get married this time."

"Your happiness matters the most. No one else's expectations should dictate your life's course. You deserve to be truly happy. Runaway I will handle everything."

Y/n chuckled. "You want me to disappear for the third time? Security is quite high."

"Yes, run away. Can you imagine getting married to me? Being in a typical marriage? You can give your opinion and just do whatever I say." Namjoon said.

"You are more mature than me, so you decision will be correct." She replied.

"You can't work, you will become a housewife," Namjoon said.

"Hmm, I know."

"I will not be romantic,"

"Okay."

"You know, you have to bleed on your wedding night, or you will be considered a disgrace." He exclaimed.

"I know, Its fine, I am a v'rgin."

"You will have a boring s*x life." He said. She looked at him.

"What?"

"Warning you, you will have a boring s*x life, can you even imagine that? I will not touch you unless we are trying for a baby." Namjoon exclaimed.

"It's fine." She replied.

"Gosh, girls, are you in your senses? Here I am trying to scare you and you are not getting scared of anything." Namjoon exclaimed. "I am not marrying you, you get something with old Y/n."

She smiled. "I am just tired. I wanted to change,"

"And here you are following the conservative beliefs." Namjoon exclaimed.

"I have no choice left."

"Why do you think that huh?" Namjoon asked. "You know just a few days ago, I met Chaeyoung."

Y/n turned to Namjoon. Listening to what he was about to say. "She was working in her father's company, her family was sick and she was handling the business. And she looked happy, I didn't see her being that happy in the past 6 years that she spent with me. I want to be with her again, but at that moment, I couldn't ask her to come back to me. Because if I had, she would be locked in the invisible cage again. And I didn't want that for her."

Y/n stared at Namjoon, her heart clenched, Chaeyoung was indeed a really good person. And Y/n is happy that she is doing well after the divorce.

"If you will marry me, I know I can't keep you happy, I might not even give you any type of love. Jungkook did stands In Front of his parents for you, I will not. You have to obey them no matter what. Now tell me, do you want a life like that?" He asked.

Y/n shook her head. "I don't, I can't live like that."

"I know, do you want to run away?" Namjoon smiled.

"Dad?" She asked.

"He will not be happy by anything, at this point. No matter what you do , that will not be enough." Namjoon said. "You know, let's just go and bring him here. And get you both married instead."

"Are you serious?" Y/n asked.

"Yes!"
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The faint sound of a door creaking open pulled Jungkook from his reverie, the glass slipping from his fingers and shattering on the floor.

Jungkook looked up, his vision blurred, only to be met with the surreal sight of Y/n standing before him in her pristine white wedding gown. Jungkook thought he was dreaming. His breath caught in his throat.

"Y/n, what are you doing here?"  He asked.

Before he could process her response, she closed the distance between them, her arms wrapping around him in a tight embrace.

The scent of her perfume engulfed him, bringing back a flood of memories.

"I couldn't do it, Jungkook," she whispered, her voice muffled against his chest. "I couldn't go through with it. I love you too much to let this happen."

He held her close, his fingers tracing the delicate fabric of her gown. He smiled, "I love you too."

He kissed her and Y/n pushed him. "Okay, we don't have time, do you want a suit?"

She went to his wardrobe. "Suit?" Jungkook asked, confused.

"Yeah, look I can't keep getting ready as a bride, so we have like 45 minutes, we have to reach the venue and get married." She said,

"Married? Gosh Y/n, I am smelling like alcohol, and I think I am too drunk." Jungkook said.

"You can stand right? It's enough, now quick, 10 minutes. Go get a shower." She threw a suit on the bed. She put her hand over her hip and stared at Jungkook.

"What? Do you want to marry me or not? Now go, we have to deal with my parents' drama too." She exclaimed.

Jungkook shook his head and came back to reality. "Just 10 minutes."

He ran to the bathroom and came back to kiss Y/n, "I love you." He said.

She pushed him. "Brush your teeth too, you are actually smelling like alcohol."

He smiled and kissed her again, giving her a lot of kisses. She laughed and pushed him.

"Just go!!!"

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