"What is an officer from Korea doing here?" Jungkook asked with his eyebrows furrowed as you licked your lower lip before looking at his befuddled as well as anxious visage.

"Actually, oppa. It's... it's complicated. I... I am Taehyung's second wife." You announced making his eyes widened while his expressions changed in that jiffy, "You- Why? Why did you marry him?" You looked away thinking how to answer his question, the one you don't want to answer.

Noticing the hesitation over your visage and in your orbs he simmered down his fast pacing heartbeat before saying, "It's okay, if you are not comfortable. You don't have to tell me. Just... just stay safe. He treats you well, right?" Jungkook asked.

Without wasting a second you blabbered, "Of course. He does." The tint of your assurance was visible in your voice and he can't deny the fact that Taehyung really does care about you. "What about his first wife?" Jungkook asked as you answered, "She... was murdered."

"What?!?" Jungkook asked in amusement, "And the murderer died yesterday night." Jungkook stretched his hand onto his parted mouth, astonished. "You are fine, right?" He asked, his hand approaching to rest over your upper arm.

"She is." Jungkook's hand halted midway after an hearable answer from a deep voice as you both looked in the direction of the voice, "She is fine, now." Taehyung said with an assured look as he had his hand pocketed in his pants while he sauntered towards you both as Jungkook pulled his hand beside his flank.

"Good morning, Mr. Jeon." Taehyung greeted Jungkook as Jungkook said, "Good morning. I hope you are doing fine." Taehyung looked at you and then at him before nodding, "I guess, we will be meeting in our meeting at 11. We have to go to the hotel."

Jungkook nodded, "Of course. We will meet at 11." Jungkook turned to you, "Take care, bye." You smiled at him mildly, "Bye bye." Jungkook took a leave while you took a glance at his back as Taehyung took a step towards you making you take a step back.

Stretching his hand, he pulled the door of the car open for you. In contrast, you were looking at his profile, "Hop in." He declared as you climbed inside the backseat of the car while he got inside from the other side as the driver steered towards your hotel.

Serenity was lingering inside the car while you were taking glances at the bloke sitting beside you for almost fifteen minutes of ride as you have covered more than a halfway towards your hotel.

But your mind was gushing at the fact of consoling him and how would you confront him about what happened yesterday, "It wasn't his fault. Not even a bit."

The words were stuck in your throat which were deliberately wanting to solace him.

Taking a glance at the driver, you wiggled your orbs back at Taehyung on to find that he was already staring at you which made you look away in that jiffy but he these seconds were enough for him to decipher your feelings.

"Do you wanna say something?" You heard his gruff voice as you gulped down a lump in your throat. You reluctantly but leisurely looked at him as you hummed a yes in response to his question.

"Yes..." Taking a few seconds, you glanced inside his cocoa orbs prior to saying, "Taehyung, are you really fine?" Taehyung let out a frustrated sigh, "Of course. I am. You have been asking this since this morning. I am fine!" His voice was piercing and balked.

You blinked a couple of times while filtering how he just answered you, "I just.... Just asked him normally. I was just worried for him." In that exact jiffy, the car halted in the porte cochere of the hotel.

Stretching his hand to open the door of his side, Taehyung jumped out of the car while you were sitting inside the car as his harsh voice was still looping inside your head, "He isn't fine." Your heart was hammering inside your ribcage while you the driver opened the door of your side as you took a glance at him before climbing off the backseat.

Taking a glance at Taehyung's broad back with your glistened eyes, you followed him inside. "I know you are not fine and you won't shout at me like this just for a mere question I asked. It's not a thing to cry upon but still I am feeling disheartened at your raised voice."

Glancing at your frame with his side eyes if you were following his steps or not, you both entered the elevator as the hallway was almost empty in which you both were standing. Staying quiet was the best this time, he wanted some time for himself and all you wanted was him to be fine.

The door of the elevator opened as Taehyung waited for you to step in first as you took a glance at him before doing so while he made his way behind you.

Pressing the button of the referred floor, Taehyung stood with his hands pockets inside his pants while you were fiddling with your fingers all this while he noticed but his head was looping around all the instances which occurred yesterday night.

"I have been frustrated since yesterday night and I just raised my voice at her. Still, she is standing with me, by my side. What the hell is wrong with you Taehyung? Can't you control your anger? I can tell that she is disheartened, that's why she isn't looking at me."

He face palmed himself as he parted his lips to speak when he heard the door of the elevator opening as you stepped out of there followed by him while he let out a deep breath, "I have to talk to her." Taehyung opened the door with the card, "Y/N-" Your name just came out stammered when he cut himself off as you entered the hotel room before he could say further.

He stretched his hand as if he was about to stop you from going and made you listen to him but fisted his hand back to his prior position, "You reap what you sow." He gritted his teeth before entering inside and locking the door behind.

His eyes seeking for your frame as his eyes trailed all the dimly lit room when he watched you removing the curtains from the sliding doors connecting the balcony as the warm sunlight penetrated through the glass pane.

Turning around, you looked at him as he was standing a couple of feet away from you while his orbs were staring at your soul with all the guilt, brimming through his almond globes as you said, "You should freshen up. You have a meeting." Saying this you didn't give him a chance to talk to him before you sauntered inside the walking closet to change into fresh clothes.

"How can she talk so accustomed? She... she should be angry at me, right?" Taehyung thought as he heard you slamming the door of the closet shut.

Taking his coat off, he hung it over the freestanding coat rack before walking inside the bathroom changing into slippers, "I am definitely gonna talk to her." Muttering this he turned the shower on, switching it to warm one as he allowed the water to gushed down his visage as he closed his eyes taking a deep breath.

"Why did he say, 'Ask your father.' What is the link of all this with my father?" Taehyung opened his eyes as he threw a fist at the rusty tiled wall before himself, "Why is my life drowning more and more into the sea? Whenever I think I am floating up the surface of the water, a huge wave comes to engulf me inside the unfathomable water." Taehyung let out these muffled words thinking he won't be able to survive in the vast boundless ocean.

But he was unable to understand that these waves weren't swamping him, they were helping him reach his destiny, the seabed where you were waiting for him to take him to the shore, away from all this.

In contrast, you were sitting on the fringe of the mattress as a lone tear escaped your left eyes, "I shan't cry but... but why am I feeling so bad about him shouting at me." You wiped off the moisture with the back of your hand as you took a deep breath, "It isn't the first time he has raised his voice at me." You clamped your lower lip within your teeth, blinking your tears off.

Taking a warm shower, Taehyung took the ash bathrobe before donning it and stepping out of the bathroom without any thought of you being present in the room.

You got up from the bed, sniffing as you wiped the moisture from your cheek but discerned Taehyung's physique standing in the bathrobe at the threshold of the bathroom.

"Aish!" You squealed before turning around to face the balcony while Taehyung held the lapels of his bathrobe, protectively before stammering, "I... I am sorry. I... just forgot that you were here." He blattered out but soon he remembered gazing at your ruddy orbs which just got locked with his.

Furrowing his brows, he let his lapel go before asking with a heavy heart, "Y/n.... Are you crying?" Gulping a lump in your throat, you cleared your throat to not sound sore while answering him.

"No... No. I am not." You sniffled just after lying. He caught you as you heard his footsteps coming closer making you stutter, "I told you, I am not crying."

Not even after a second, you felt his hot breath over your exposed neck and shoulder, acknowledging you that he was standing just right behind you.

Gazing down at your side profile from above your shoulder, he got a glance of your crimson red nose and the moisture settled over your damped eyelashes.

"I... I will go out. You have to change." Saying this you were about to slide out into the balcony when you felt his warm hand clutching onto your palm and pulling you to him as he turned you around to face him before nudging you to the sliding door propping his palm at the back of your head as your back hit the glass pane making you clenched shut your eyes.

He traced down your visage, your rosy dainty petals parted away while you took deep breaths. Going upward to your crimson nose as the mole at the tip was enchanting his mind and heart.

Traveling his eyes northward to your gleaming eyes as you leisurely opened them to gaze inside his orbs which were shimmering in the warm sun rays.