My Possessive Husband's
chapter 12's

When you love someone, you look stupid..

Yeah, I think it's all true..

I'm just a stupid woman who looks so weak when I love you..

All I have in mind is how I can see you..

How do I make you look at me, and

How do I defend myself by my side..

And this is My Choice..

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“My Possessive Husband”

©ByunRa93_

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The man\ was seen entering the high building of Han company with a huff. Anger was still clearly visible on his face. Feelings of pain, annoyance, anger and disappointment filled the space of his heart without being able to stand it anymore. Han Taehyun, that guy really\-feels himself so disgusting. Slowly, but still so firmly, he stomped his feet to get into one of the rooms in his company. The private room of his secretary.

He could clearly see that Lee Baekki was talking to a girl he knew was one of the managers in his company, Shin Jihyun. The two were smiling, a little seen joking little that would be a condition of longing. Taehyun smiled when Baekki was hugging her lover without shame. He stopped his steps when his mind recalled the incident a few moments ago, where Nara actually slapped him so hard. Staring at the couple looked so affectionate made Taehyun to momentarily allocate in his heart.

If only Nara did not have to make him angry, if only the girl would have welcomed him, hugged him when she knew he was coming home early. Actually all Taehyun wanted was a small thing. A concern for his wife. But what he did not think, Nara actually rejected him, slapped him and even asked Taehyun to divorce him just because the man kissed him. It was actually not that kind of response that Taehyun wanted.

“Akhemm..” Taehyun's deham is hard enough that the two people keep each other away from their bodies. Baekki stood up, letting Jihyun still sit in her place earlier. He looked at the superior with a frowning forehead in wonder.

“I thought you'd stay home and spend your time with your wife?” ask Baekki.

“Ah, I know. You must have come to take this, right?” the narrow-eyed secretary took out a small black box from inside her suit pocket. Then he gave the box to Taehyun. At first Taehyun only took the box in Baekki's hand, but then he opened it and looked at the small object with a smile that was difficult to describe. Taehyun's gaze turned to look at Jihyun who was standing beside Baekki.

“For you only.” Taehyun gave the necklace to Jihyun, who was now looking at her confusedly.

“Yak, Han Taehyun! You're a fuck. Take that thing back! Just so you know, I've given her the same gift.” Baekki pulls her lover's body closer, flicking Jihyun's long unraveling hair to show her a white necklace with the Eiffel tower-shaped pendant she was using. The little gift Baekki just gave me.

“Didn't you deliberately buy it for your wife? As I recall you look so eager to buy it when the seller told me the myth behind this necklace?”

“Mitos?” Tanya Jihyun interrupted.

“Hmm.. The myth that if someone gives the necklace to their lover, then they will live together forever.”

“Really?” the girl looked so enthusiastic. While Baekki just smiled a little while re-grasping his lover's shoulder to return he hugged.

“Therefore I gave it to you. To bind yourself in my heart forever.” Both of them smiled and looked at each other in love. Something that made Taehyun slightly show an envious look on his handsome face.

“Ck, ludicrous!” teasing Taehyun who again made himself noticed by the two people who had earlier seemed to ignore his existence.

“So have you seen your wife? Give it to him and tell him you miss him. Why don't you try to be honest with yourself?”

“Lee Baekki! Stop saying stupid things! Right away in my room, or I'll really fire you!” hardik Taehyun who was a second later had already stepped out of his secretary room.

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@Taehyun Room – Han’s Group

08.00 PM

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The sky behind the Director's room mosquito net located on the 10th floor was already dark. The city lights glittered from up there. It was cold when he walked out on the small balcony behind his room. Still in position, Taehyun is seen sitting on his chair while leaning back on the back of his comfortable chair while closing his eyes. His forehead was wrinkled, as if hinting if the man was thinking something so deeply.

“You're really not going home?” peekik Baekki who just entered the room of his boss without excuse. Taehyun opened his eyes slowly, then stared intently at his plain-looking secretary.

“You don't have a hand to knock on the door, Baekki?”

“Ah, sorry.” Baekki smiled slightly. Then, he tried to approach the director and sat down in a chair located in front of Taehyun.

“Go home, finish well with your wife. You're not thinking about letting go, are you? I know you won't give up like this so easily, Tae. I know you-”

“Can you stop being so knowy Baek! I'm tired enough today. I haven't even had time to change my clothes after Paris.”

“Because go home. At least you can rest in peace at home.”

“No! I don't want to make him sicker by looking at me. Enough already! Maybe Nara was right, it was time to start preparing for the farewell” Taehyun rested his back, then closed his eyes lazily.

“Go home and rest. Don't you have to prepare a meeting for tomorrow morning? Already, there go!” taehyun muttered with her eyes still closed. Baekki who had memorized the habits of his best friend just stared incensedly at Taehyun. For a moment he sounded frustrated, and decided to leave the man alone there.

Taehyun moved his body on the cream sofa in his room and again tried to close his eyes. The clock on the wall was still pointing to the number nine night but the man was really\tired, so his eyes could no longer open. Honestly, he wanted to go home. Taking off her shoes and clothes, then taking a bath and falling asleep soundly in her bed. But clearly it was not a possible thing for him to do after his quarrel with his wife this morning.

Taehyun was still firm on his stance. He looked back at the screen of his phone which remained unchanged. It seemed like he was waiting for something so important, because from earlier his finger continued to tap on the end of the table beside him restlessly.

‘Truuut... truuut.’ Taehyun's phone ringer makes the owner wake up from his sleep. He stared at the screen of his phone with his eyes shining brightly. His smile expanded and he quickly shifted the green button on his phone screen.

“Oppa, where are you?” a girl behind the phone sounded so spoiled

“Have you arrived.?”

“Ya. pick me up at the airport.”

“Good. Wait a minute I'll be there soon.”

Taehyun immediately turned off his phone. He pulled the rough suit he had put on the back of the sofa and ran out of his room. Like not wanting to make that girl wait too long.

Taehyun was still sitting on the steering bench of his black sports car. He continued to step on the gas of his car deeper and seemed to force the speed of his car to run faster on the streets of Seoul that looks a bit off. Taehyun stepped on the brakes of his car in a\-deep when the highway light that was in front of him emitted a red light. And he used the opportunity to take his cell phone to contact Baekki, the secretary.

“Baek, can I use my apartment now?” ask Taehyun.

“Seems like not yet. The renovation process has not been completed. Go home to your house.”

“Then please book a hotel room on behalf of Lee Hyeri.”

“What? Lee Hyer? What's Miss Lee coming for?”

“Do not ask much. Just do what I tell you!”

Taehyun switched off his phone and went back to concentrating on the street in front of him. The man smiled wryly. He got out of his fancy car and walked over to a girl waiting for him at the airport exit. The girl with her long straight hair was smeared with hazelnut color that looked to match her white skin. His face looks perfect. His eyes are beautifully rounded with brown eyes that look lighted. Her small red lips blushed to form a tantalizing arch.



Lee Hyeri, clad in a short-sleeved white blouse paired with black jeans, the girl looks so charming. He waved his hand as he looked at Taehyun who was approaching towards him.



“Oppaaa..” exclaims with a distinctive Manja tone of a Lee Hyeri. He immediately hugged Taehyun's body tightly. Taehyun was also seen sharing the same smile and returning Hyeri's embrace on her waist.

“Sorry to keep you waiting for a long time. Come.” take Taehyun who then take over the big pink suitcase owned by the girl.

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He lowered his head, trying to look at the gate down there that still showed no sign of opening. He can't deny. Nara is waiting for her husband to come home. Regretted? Well, it seems like he was indeed regretting his actions this morning.

“She won't be coming home.” exclaims someone from the side. Nara looked up, staring at her right side. Jaehyun was seen standing on the balcony of his room which was right on the right side of Taehyun and Nara's room. The distance Jaehyun stood at this time was only limited by a small fence with where Nara was standing.

“Oppa.”

“You're waiting for him?” ask Jaehyun.

Nara breathed out heavily. He looked back at the dark sky before him while closing his tired eyes.

“Looks like he's not coming home. Instead of continuing to wait for him you should sleep” exclaimed Jaehyun directing. Nara remained silent on her position without any intention of answering.

“Or do you want to do something fun? How about we go to su-”

“No, Oppa. He won't let me go.” Nara smiled cynically when she realized how obedient she was to the husband's ban.

“As a good wife I will wait for her to come home.” Nara turned her body, opened her balcony door knob and was about to step inside her room, when Jaehyun suddenly prevented her.

“You think he'll love you if you act like this? NO Nara-ah, No. The only one Taehyun loved was Lee Hyeri. Han Taehyun's ideal type was Lee Hyeri. You, will not be able to replace Hyeri's position in his heart. It won't! I just don't want to see you get hurt so-”

“Even if I get hurt but this is what I chose Oppa. L loved her. I think this is just a momentary feeling that arises because of the bond between us. But it turns out I was wrong. And it seems like I really love him. I repeatedly denied, rejected and lied to my heart, but I could not oppa. Even if my lips say I hate her, I'm sick of being next to her and I don't like her. But deep down I miss her, I always want to see her, even I miss her every touch. Me, I'm like a fool who just lets myself get caught up in his game. It's all because I can't survive if there's no one beside me. I-”

“Nara..” muttered Jaehyun when he saw the girl before him crying.

“I love him Oppa.. I love her.” Nara's body feels weakened. He crouched down while hugging both knees. Her crying broke again, even this time it was much more painful. He regretted, really he regretted with all forms of selfishness that always made Taehyun angry.

“Nara..” monitor Jaehyun from behind his balcony guardrail. He could clearly see the girl was injured, crying in her solitude. If only the guardrail was not too high maybe now Jaehyun had jumped on it and immediately embraced Nara's frail body in his arms. But there was nothing he could do for the girl he loved. Nothing, except to let her cry and vent all her feelings.

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Han’s Group, 08.00 AM

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As usual Han Taehyun walked so calmly into the magnificent Han’s Group building. The black tuxedo that chime with a white shirt is attached to the right fit on his body. His hair was neatly arranged, even the look of his face looked much more radiant. Beside him a tall cantk girl, with her dazzling white skin was seen holding the director's arm so affectionately.

No wonder if along the road they go through the gossip of the employees sounds so clear. In fact, not a few of them openly praise and admire the beauty of a Lee Hyeri. It is so commonplace indeed, because the girl has a face and body shape that is close to perfect.

The black dress that Hyeri wore was only along the knee, making her legs so clearly exposed. Her long hair was beautifully unraveled and her white skin really looked so in contrast to the dress she was wearing. Adding to the elegant impression of a Lee Hyeri. Taehyun frowned several times, when some of his female employees were heard comparing Lee Hyeri with his wife Kim Nara.

According to some, Lee Hyeri was much more suited to their handsome director. But not a few who actually blasphemed Taehyun's behavior that seemed outrageous and toyed with his wife's feelings. Is not an unethical thing indeed when a married man actually took another girl in his own office.

Taehyun still looks indifferent. The man held Hyeri's arm tightly, even as the two of them entered an empty elevator. The two stood facing each other and in the end released the link of their hands. Hyeri looked sighed and was so tired.

“Ck, you made them look at me weird Taehyun-ah.” protested. He walked up to Taehyun when he saw the man's tie not being properly attached. Jemari Hyeri deftly removed the strange-looking tie knot of Taehyun.

“You still can't use it well, huh? How long are you going to be like this?” hyeri muttered in condition of concern. He moved closer to Taehyun's body and grabbed the man's neck to wrap the tie there. With so much care Hyeri began to drift the tie around Taehyun's neck. Then it justifies the location of the slightly tilted tuxedo. That's when the elevator doors opened. Out there Nara suddenly rounded her eyes in disbelief as she looked at the scene before her. Taehyun who started to realize Nara's presence, distanced his body from Hyeri. He looked towards Nara but still did not dare to say hello.

“Nara, come.” Jaehyun started to get inside the elevator while asking the girl to follow him. Nara slowly moved her legs to enter. Her eyes were still staring at her husband sharply.

“Jaehyun Oppa.” greet Hyeri

“Hyeri-ssi. How's it going? Well, you look more and more charming, Miss Lee. Hahaha.” Goda Jaehyun.

‘Hyeri.?’ reiterate Nara in her mind. Is this Lee Hyeri? The girl that her husband loved so much? Nara is seen turning her eyes to the figure of the brown unraveling girl beside Taehyun. Pay attention to the appearance of the girl from head to toe.

Her heart rippled violently when there was nothing else she could express except one word ‘Cantik’. He looked back at his reflection in the mirror, comparing his every shape and curve to that of Lee Hyeri. Nara sighs. She's just a girl with jeans and a flower-patterned shirt that's a little outdated. It was incomparable to the woman in front of him who looked so luxurious. Nara's heart ached even more as the girl surnamed Lee linked her fingers in Taehyun's arms.

“Oppa, tonight you stay at my hotel, right?”

Nara's heart stopped. His heart felt pained, like it was stabbed at the right point. So all night her husband was in the hotel with the girl? Taehyun? Spending alone with the girl of his day and thus willingly allowing himself to wait without certainty and in a feeling of guilt that is so haunting. Nara's mind shook again.

She wanted to be angry and cursing, but what could she do if her husband wanted this? Is not marriage between them merely a pretense without being based on feelings of love? She certainly has no right to be angry if in fact her husband prefers to spend his time with other girls he loves.

“Oppa, how? Can you come to my place tonight?” invite Hyeri with a tone that he deliberately made as seductive as possible.

Nara clenched her hands in annoyance as she felt her presence was not considered. The girl sighed while directing her gaze towards the ceiling of the elevator which looks bright because of the lights of the elevator.

“Sorry Miss Lee, but it looks like my husband won't have time to see you tonight. We promised to spend our time together for dinner. Isn't that my husband?” sergeant Nara who looks cliche smile when he says it. Nara's tone of voice sounded flat indeed, but there was clearly an emphasis on the word Husband she spoke.

Nara walked closer towards Taehyun, grabbed the man's arm and slightly pulled him closer to her. The other hand touched Taehyun's tie and slightly confirmed his position.

“Suami?” reset Hyeri. He smiled cynically.

“I did hear about your wedding Oppa. So is this girl your wife?” hyeri asked while glancing at Nara's appearance with a look of disdain.

“Yes. Meet Kim Nara my wife.” Taehyun slightly rewinded his body so that the two women could stare at each other clearly. Nara is seen extending her hand with an expression that is like forcing her face to remain flat even though her heart is deeply wounded. Hyeri shook Nara's hand reluctantly, her eyes not one bit staring at Nara.

“Hai, I'm Kim Nara..” said Nara who was not responded to by Hyeri

“Oppa, are you really going to have dinner together?” hyeri asked Taehyun, while the one asked only shrugged his shoulders in response.

“Why? You don't want to go? What if I accompany you? It would be very uncomfortable, no, if you had to have dinner alone with a girl you don't love. So, I will accompany you.” Hyeri smiled back cynically. Nara sniffed in annoyance. The girl clenched her hands in anger.

“We have to talk!” hardik Nara to her husband, before she finally stepped out, when the elevator door in front of her opened. He stomped his feet violently while walking first leaving Jaehyun, Taehyun and Hyeri still staring at each other in confusion.

“Hyeri-ah you can go directly to the meeting room. Hyung, can you take Hyeri with you?” pinta Taehyun to Jaehyun. And a second later, he slightly ran over to catch up with his wife who was already far ahead.

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- To Be Continue

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Author’s Note:

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What would Taehyun do with Nara?

Can their relationship be repaired?

Or is it getting worse due to Hyeri's presence?

Wait for the next chapter..

Thank you for stopping by and reading. Hope you guys like it..

Criticism, advice, comments, likes and reviews I'm waiting for you..

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With love, though,

ByunRa93_