❝I Am Still Dying❞
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MY EYES OPENED, and for a second, I couldn't see where I was. I looked around, realising it was Jungkook's house. He moved beside me, groaning.

"I told you it would not be comfortable for you to have someone else in your bed aside you, you're not used to it." I told him, not sure if he even heard it. I got up, rubbing my eyes and blinked, getting off of the bed. "Where are you going?" He asked, trying to reach out to me. "You have breakfast, right?
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r do I have to buy something from the market?" I asked.

He shrugged in his sleep, smiling. "I don't know. I only ate what you fed me." I looked back at him, my mouth gaping. "You're so irresponsible. What if I haven't fed you?" He smiled again, "Then I wouldn't have eaten." I shook my head at his lack of care.

I walked to the bathroom, when his phone rang. "Who's it?" I asked, he looked at his phone screen, eyes turning sharp. "My father." His voice came out rather dark and scary. He picked it up, "What is it?" He asked, I stood there for whole two minutes while he did nothing but listen to his father talk. "Fine. But after this, we'll have only a professional relationship." He hung up.

"What is it?" I asked, he got off of the bed, "He's calling the both of us to his house, well now that he is, I'll just shove these papers on his face." He said, opening the drawer and took out a contract. "What is it? What papers are these?" I asked, feeling scared. He sighed and gave it to me.

With this contract, the only relationship left will be professional. Mr Jeon and his father, will not be considered as father and son.

The first line that caught my eyes was this, "What? What is this? What are you doing? Why are you breaking your relationship with him? This isn't right Jungkook." He looked down at my hand, gripping it. "It's fine, really. And I have you, we'll go through everything together." He said, smiling.

"But—" He took the papers from my hand. "I don't want that man or his family to be attached to me. After this, the company will be divided into whatever is his and whatever is mine." I tried to resist but he smiled again, "No, I'm sure we will love happily without him in our lives. He's an evil man, he cares about nothing but money, so now, I'm giving it t him. Please, please don't stop me Haerin."

I sighed, "Fine." He grinned, nodding.

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"What type of introduction is this?" Jungkook's father asked as he sat down, before I could say anything, Jungkook gripped my hand, stopping me. "What is it that you want to talk about?" He asked, his father looked back at his wife.

"This woman, your wife, hit your mother." He said, emphasising wife in a way it made me frown. "What?" Jungkook asked, turning to me. I nodded. "Yes, I did. But did she tell you what she has against Jungkook? " I asked, he raised his brows. "What does she have against him?" I scoffed, "Do you think she cares about him? Not even a bit. If she did, she would never try to make him sad, which she did all along. She wanted him to marry some random woman so that she could have money, and so that her son doesn't has to suffer, what kind of mother does that?"

His father stayed silent, before speaking up, "So?" He asked, I could feel Jungkook's grip loosen, even I was shocked at his statement. "What?" I asked, he shrugged. "So what if she did? Jungkook's useless anyway." I clenched my jaw. "He's not! All you care about is that useless, piece of trash son of yours, this wife and nothing else! Did you ever think how he feels?" I asked,  narrowing my eyes at him.

"No." He shrugged. I grabbed the papers out of Jungkook's hand and shoved it in his father's hands. "Here. I hope to never see you again." I said, getting up and pulling Jungkook with me.

As we walked out, I could feel my own tears. I looked back at him to see him crying. "Don't cry." I said, pulling him in a hug, "It'll be fine, okay?" I asked, patting his back. "You don't need a father like that anyway." I said, he nodded. "Okay."

I stopped when my phone rang, "Hello?" I answered the call. "Is this Mr Kim ** daughter?" I knitted my brows, "Yes." What she said next, my heart dropped.

"Your father's condition is getting worse by every second, please come immediately."