"Baby, now mama and you will go to sleep, okay?" I whispered softly, my voice filled with a mixture of tenderness and concern. Although my unborn child couldn't respond, I hoped that they could sense the love in my words. Hoseok and I had built a joyful life together, and the anticipation of our little princess's arrival filled us with happiness. However, a shadow of worry had crept into my heart as I felt Hoseok growing distant from both me and our unborn child.

There was a time when Hoseok would eagerly spend hours caressing my belly, speaking to our baby, and sharing stories about his day. But lately, it seemed as if he had lost interest in these precious moments. He was rarely home, leaving me to wonder about his whereabouts during lunch breaks and evenings. Exhaustion etched deep lines on his face when I caught glimpses of him late at night, and I couldn't help but worry about the toll his work was taking on him.

With a heavy sigh, I carefully arranged the blanket, cocooning myself and our growing baby. A pang of longing filled my heart as I wished for Hoseok to be here, sharing this intimate moment. It should have been him, protecting and cherishing our unborn child. Yet, as I closed my eyes, I couldn't help but wonder what occupied his mind and where his tired body found solace.

"Good night, my little one," I whispered, my voice filled with a mixture of affection and a faint trace of sadness. Gently, I caressed my belly one last time, hoping that our baby could feel the warmth of my touch, even in their slumber.

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Hoseok POV ;

Sighing, I walked inside our bedroom, feeling the weight of the long day slowly dissipating. My interactions with my colleague, Mi Sun, earlier had been physical, and I couldn't shake off the guilt that had settled within me. You see, I had been growing distant from Y/n, my loving wife, but I never intended to betray her trust.

Bending down, I left a soft kiss on Y/n's cheek as well as her belly. I can't wait to meet our little bundle of joy!

Climbing into the covers, I gazed at my wife's peaceful face. She deserves so much more than what I'm giving her... She deserves better than me. But, I'm determined to do what needs to be done.

Taking one last glance at her growing belly, filled with anticipation and a touch of apprehension, I finally succumbed to sleep.

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Y/n's POV ;

I felt the warmth of the sunlight on my face as I slowly opened my eyes. Glancing to my right, I noticed the space beside me empty. Oh, Hoseok has work on Sunday too?

Instinctively, my hands caressed my baby bump as I smiled, imagining our little bean growing inside. After a moment, I carefully got out of bed, taking small steps as I looked around for Hoseok.

And there he was, sitting on the couch with his coat on, a smile lighting up his face as he looked at his phone. My intuition tingled, sensing that something might be amiss. What could he be smiling at?

My mind became a battleground of conflicting emotions.

Hoseok arriving home late, neglecting meals, appearing distant...

Could it be possible that... he's cheating?

Before I could dwell further, Hoseok's fingers snapped in front of my face, jolting me back to reality. "Lost in thoughts about me?" He quipped, a mischievous yet endearing smile replacing his earlier expression. Irritating as he could be, I couldn't deny his charm. His playful smirk quickly transformed into an innocent grin.

Oh, how could this precious baby ever deceive me? Pregnancy certainly brings out the best in me, doesn't it? My eyes scanned Hoseok's well-dressed figure. "Hoseok, where are you headed this Sunday? I was hoping we could spend some quality time together," I voiced, a touch of disappointment evident in my pout. I had envisioned a cozy Sunday, wrapped in each other's arms, but it seemed he still had obligations.

"Sweetheart, I'm truly sorry, but I have some pending paperwork at the office," He explained, tenderly cupping my face, intensifying my pout. "When do you think you'll be back?" I inquired, observing him as he rose from the couch and slipped his phone into his coat pocket. "Um, around 4?"

A hint of nervousness flickered across his features. Dismissing my unwarranted suspicions, I mustered a warm smile and assured him, "I'll be eagerly waiting for your return."

With one final kiss, he left our home.

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Hoseok's POV ;

As I got into the car, I found myself driving towards Misun's house, consumed by conflicting thoughts. However, with every passing moment, Y/n's presence lingered in my mind. The weight of my actions began to settle heavily upon me, and I realized the depths of my failure as a husband. Leaving Y/n alone during her pregnancy was a grave mistake, and I couldn't justify my behavior. But despite this realization, I still couldn't resist the pull towards Mi Sun. It was a desire I had yearned for, one that Y/n couldn't fulfill. It was a shameful secret that gnawed at my conscience, and I knew I would bear the guilt of my actions.

As I continued driving, my mind overwhelmed with stress, I convinced myself that only Mi Sun could offer a resolution to my inner turmoil. In my twisted thinking, she seemed to hold the key to my happiness. Rationalizing my behavior, I told myself that once Y/n gave birth to our child, I would cut ties with Mi Sun and dedicate myself entirely to my wife and our newborn.

"Hoseok!" A voice called out, snapping me out of my thoughts. I glanced towards the source, and there she was, Mi Sun, opening the door. The sight of her slim waist and alluring curves ignited a surge of desire within me, testing my self-control and patience.

Y/n's POV ;

As I went about my daily tasks, a gentle reminder tugged at the back of my mind—a whisper urging me to tend to my cherished plants on the terrace. The thought brought a smile to my face, knowing that a moment of tranquility awaited me upstairs amidst the bustling rhythm of life.

Pausing for a brief moment, I embraced the notion of caring for my leafy companions, their vibrant presence calling out to me. The image of their delicate leaves and thriving beauty filled my heart with warmth and a sense of purpose.

As I reached the entrance to the terrace, a gentle breeze brushed against my skin.

"Welcome, my beloved botanical companions. Today, I shall grant you the gift of life, as nature intended." I giggled at my own words.

As I turned around to grab the water mug from the staircase, my foot slipped, and I lost my balance. It happened so quickly that I found myself tumbling down the stairs, unable to regain control. Each step became a painful collision, the impact reverberating through my body. Colors blurred, and I felt disoriented and vulnerable.

Fear gripped me tightly, as worry for the well-being of my unborn baby surged through every fiber of my being. Each jolt and collision on the way down intensified my concern, as if each impact threatened the safety and delicate balance of the little one nestled within me.

Finally, I reached the bottom, my body twisted and broken. The silence that followed was deafening, broken only by my labored breaths. Tears welled up in my eyes as I felt a profound sadness washing over me, mingling with the searing pain. I was consumed by a feeling of loss and despair, trapped in a shattered reality.

I mustered the strength to reach for my phone, desperate for a familiar voice, for solace in the chaos. With trembling hands, I dialled Hoseok's number, hoping to get help.

But as the call connected, a wave of unfamiliar sounds flooded my ears. Moans. Intimate sounds that pierced through the line, exposing a truth I never wanted to confront. The realization hit me like a dagger to the heart — Hoseok was engaged in an act of intimacy with someone else.

The weight of betrayal grew heavier with each passing second, crushing my spirit and eroding my will to seek help or find solace. The phone slipped from my trembling hands, crashing to the ground, mirroring the shattered fragments of my trust. Darkness closed in, clouding my vision, as if my very soul retreated from the pain, hurt, and overwhelming sense of abandonment.

I closed my eyes, surrendering to the engulfing despair. Exhaustion and heartbreak took hold of my body and mind, consuming me entirely. The world faded away, leaving me suspended in a void of anguish, devoid of solace or relief from the storm of emotions raging within.

In that moment, I succumbed to the overwhelming despair, my body and mind overwhelmed by the pain. Darkness enveloped me as my consciousness slipped away, seeking escape from the devastating reality that had shattered my world.

"Sorry baby, the ugly truth is out now."

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