My Possessive Husband's
chapter 31's
“You hid where Baekki is?” without having to wait or mince words, that question was what Mr. Han asked when his wife entered his study. He does not talk too much, also looks lazy when he has to look at the figure in front of him.
“What do you mean?” Lady Yoon walked over, putting the tray she was carrying on her husband's desk. He took an empty glass from the tray and poured water into it with a flat face that showed no expression there.
“Don't pretend to be in front of me Eun Hee-ya. I know everything, so don't pretend. You've arranged all this. You framed Jira and made me trust you until I cruelly kicked Jira out of this house. You're the one who did it.” The woman grinned, her face still so calm. He stopped the movement of his hand as the glass in front of him started to fill up. Vaguely Lady Yoon seemed to grit her teeth slowly, but she immediately smiled when she realized her husband was looking at her.
“Is that what Baekki said about me? What other information did he give you until you had to contact Anh's lawyer and change the contents of your will?”
Mr. Han turned his head quickly. He was surprised, even surprised by what his wife had just said. And the expression that the man\-man showed managed to make Madame Yoon smile cynically.
“Now it's time for you to take my husband's medicine.” Mrs Yoon's delicate hands take out small white drops of medicine from the bottle. She placed it on a small plate and gave it to her husband. Mr. Han just stared at the small details of his medicine at a glance and threw away his angry face.
“Do not act childishly. Take that medicine before we continue this conversation. I just don't want you to suddenly faint before we finish.”
“What kind of woman are you Yoon Eunhee! Wh why? What is the reason you did all this to me?! You made me such an evil husband by driving his wife out of the house. You made me a bad father figure by ignoring my son and letting him live without the affection of his birth mother. And you're embezzling my company funds! What exactly is the reason you have acted so far!” said Mr. Han growled. From earlier the old man's jaw seemed to harden, while his hand shook withstanding his anger.
“You better take your medicine Taekyung-ah!”
“ENOUGH! Stop pretending to care about me!” snapped Mr. Han. Again and again a grin seemed to adorn the evil face of Lady Yoon.
“So Baekki told you everything?” Madam Yoon chapped for a moment and resumed her speech.
“I should have sorted out the boy from the start. Yeah, you're right. Everything you say is true. I'm the one behind all that. You want to know what my reason is?” said relaxed.
Mr. Han didn't budge, but he tried to intimidate through the glare of his sharp eyes.
“I just want a justice”
“Justice?” mr. Han's toilet.
“ What do you mean by justice?”
“Aren't you aware of all your actions so far? You think you're treating me fairly? You, long before you met Kim Jira, you were my lover. You're mine! Even if your parents are against our relationship, I'll stay by your side. I still love you because you're Han Taekyung, my angel. But after your parents set you up with Jira, what did you do?” Lady Yoon grew furious.
“You left me, no longer care about me. Even when I come to see you in the rain just to say that if I'm pregnant with your son, you don't care. You just shut up and let your parents insult me! Cheap women, no pride, poor girls, you know everything your parents say is still on my mind? It was a nightmare every night!” mistress Yoon's eyes glazed over as bitter memories in her past caused her heart to be pierced by a very sharp livery.
“Your parents just asked me to abort my womb! At that time I still insisted on keeping it. All because the baby in my womb is your son. I was even kicked out of my house, my parents no longer recognized me as their daughter. I desperately defend my life and my baby Taekyung-ah. Where were you then! While Jaehyun and I were starving, while I was working hard just for a plate of rice for my son, you were living well with your wife—“
“Eunhee-ya, you also know I'm helpless. I'm tak—“
“I know. I accept all of that. You may treat me as you please, but not my son! He's suffered enough Taekyung-ah! I only demand justice for my son!”
Silent. Nobody starts the conversation. Han Taekyung, the old man\, started to feel pain in his left chest, but he still kept trying to hold on. Against the pain that slowly ripped his heart when he was increasingly depressed in all the outpouring of pain that his wife threw.
“Eunhee-ya, you know I always try to be fair to Jaehyun. I have apologized thousands of times for my mistakes. I know I was wrong, but I always tried to make up for it. I even love Jaehyun a lot more than my son Taehyun. My attention and affection for Jaehyun was also so great.” Mr. Han's tone sounded weakened along with the pain in his chest that made him even more helpless.
“That's not what Jaehyun wants!” cut Madam Yoon short.
“If you really love Jaehyun, make him presidr Han’s Group!”
This time it was precisely Mr. Han who was clearly seen grinning cynically. “I'm not sure it was Jaehyun's wish. I know you want that position more than anyone!” accuse Mr. Han of being sure.
“Then give me that position!”
The sighs spewed from Mr. Han's old lips sounded much more like a shrill groan of pain. He held his breath without even showing the pain he felt on his face. Although from his forehead that slowly looks shriveled it, it can be concluded that he was really tortured.
“Rather than handing over my company to you, I'm much more interested in handing this over. Sign!” knock Mr. Han over while throwing a red map onto the table in front of him. His eyes did not take his eyes off the face of his young wife.
Eunhee hesitated when she had to take a map in front of her. He knew the man\man was unpredictable. Taekyung is far more dangerous than he imagined. He can be a very scary person when he is angry. Slowly\-swallow Lady Yoon read a piece of white paper embedded in the map. A second later he seemed to grit his teeth while ****** docket in his hand with an angry look.
“Delivery.?” muttered Lady Yoon growled. His neck muscles looked angrily blue.
“You want a divorce from me? You want to get rid of me like you got rid of Jira?” grunts.
“Sign that and get out of this house. I will not abandon you. I've prepared a place to stay for you in Japan. You don't have to worry about Jaehyun's situation because I will guarantee all his future. He's my favorite son, there's no way I'm abandoning him.”.
“TAEKYUNG-ah.!!” shouted Madam Yoon
“Don't you say you want to demand justice for Jaehyun? You don't have to worry because I'll give you all the rights!”
“Who do you think you are, Han Taekyung? You think you can treat me like this?”
“It has been my decision Eunhee-ya” Taekyung said. He tried to reach for the medicine as the pain grew more pronounced. His chest felt increasingly heavy, even Master Han's breathing seemed disjointed.
‘Prangggg..’ bottle of the drug fell on the floor. Lady Yoon deliberately took the thing first and threw it away just as she saw the old man was about to pick it up.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOON EUNHEE..!!” cry Mr. Han.
“You! You think you can dump me again, Taekyung-ah! Nah! I won't let any of this happen!” Lady Yoon tore the divorce papers in her hands into small sheets and threw them right in Mr. Han's face.
“Sunday, I won't sign the divorce papers! What do you think I'm going to marry you for? You think I love you? You're wrong! Ever since you left me that day, all the love in me has died! I kept Jaehyun in my womb just – points not because he's my son, but I did it to seize everything you have. I just want you and your parents to regret insulting me! By giving birth to Jaehyun, I risked all my future on his shoulders. He's your son, he's entitled to the highest position in Han’s Group! And Jaehyun will be easier to get that position if you go!”
Mr. Han can no longer speak. Since a few minutes ago he was just holding his chest while trying to get down from his wheelchair to reach for his medicines scattered on the floor. Master Han's face looked very pale. It was difficult for him to move his weak body. Even though his brain kept ordering the leg down and resting on the floor, even though his brain ordered the long hands to reach the medicine grain there, none of his limbs could respond well.
Lady Yoon smiled. She walked over to Taekyung and squatted in front of her husband's wheelchair. His hands gently caressed Taekyung's pale cheeks, while his eyes were seen so enjoying the pain clearly reflected on the old face.
“Look at Han Taekyung, you're no stronger than me. Don't ever think you can get rid of me, because your life and death are currently in my hands.”
Madam Yoon took a medicine from the floor with her hand, then she looked back at old Taekyung's eyes that looked like she was powerless.
“You want this my husband? Open your mouth.” said Mrs Yoon as she brought a medicine closer to Mr. Han's lips. The helpless old man could only open his mouth while hoping that the petty woman currently standing before him would give him some medicine. But the opposite happened, Lady Yoon dropped the medicine back on the floor.
“You want it? Then take it with your own hands.!”
After saying the cruel thing, Lady Yoon actually left Mr. Han's study and let the man wriggle in his pain.
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My Possessive Husband's
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“Taehyun\-ah, please stop running.” exclaimed the woman as she could no longer keep up with her husband's obvious footsteps much longer than her steps. Nara released her hand grip on Taehyun's finger. He looked out of breath and pale. Nara stoops. Both of his hands were in close contact with his knees and he managed to catch his breath.
“Nara, are you okay?” tanya Taehyun who began to realize the look of his wife's face that looks pale. Nara shakes. As quickly as she could, she wanted to dismiss the worry that was clearly on her husband's face. He straightened his body and looked at Taehyun.
“Go first. Quickly meet aboji. I'll catch up with you later. I want to puke. I can no longer run.” whine Nara. Taehyun looked at his wife doubtfully.
“You're not papa? Nara—“
“I'm fine. Go, meet aboji.” cut it
Taehyun was still looking into his wife's eyes, but then he nodded slowly and walked over to hug Nara's body which was still moving up and down running out of oxygen supply in his lungs.
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A warm kiss on Nara's forehead ended the conversation between the two. Taehyun ran to the elevator to go to the 3rd floor where his father was being treated, while Nara was seen turning towards another room on the first floor while still covering her lips which continued to feel nauseous.
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ICU Room – Seoul Hospital
18.00 P.M
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The sun began to disappear in the contest, while dusk seemed to decorate the vast expanse of the sky out there, spitting out the blue color of the sky with a bias of light that increasingly began to turn into a dark color of the dark night gripping. The wind rustled, spreading the night chill that slowly began to feel piercing the bones of joints that began to brittle. The white hallway looked terrifying. Bad shadows as if clearly drawn on the opening of the walls are textured.
Taehyun was still running around looking for the ICU room, where his father was being treated. The look on his face was restless when the worry in him was completely overpowering. From then on even his fingers did not stop clenching anxiously. He could see his half-brother there. Jaehyun who was standing on the sidewalk of the closed ICU door also looked as anxious as he was. He approached the figure and Taehyun could no longer resist his desire to ask what was really going on. But all Jaehyun could give was a helpless slab. Yes, because the man is the same as it seems who also does not know what happened.
“I came right away when Aunt Hyo called me, but Aboji was unconscious. Aboji had a heart attack that affected his heart condition that had just been operated on. It seems like the ring insertion operation that has been done yesterday has a little problem, therefore the doctor must perform a second stage operation in the heart aboji.” Jaehyun.
“Then how is the condition?”
Again and again Jaehyun could only shake his head weakly. “As you can see, aboji has not regained consciousness. Doctor says we can only wait.”
Taehyun rubbed his tired-looking face. He was sizzling in frustration. His mind became a little more complicated. The problems that kept coming incessantly made him continue to feel depressed and helpless.
At that moment the light clap of Jaehyun's hand on Taehyun's shoulder made him feel a little more firm. “Tenace.. Aboji will be fine\-all right.” Jaehyun said. Both of them remained silent afterwards. Totally\really silent until their breaths sound alike and go hand in hand.
“Hyung, exactly what made aboji up like this? Was there anything he thought about that would be bad for his health? Is there a problem with the company?” while asking, Taehyun stared fixedly at Jaehyun's suddenly dazed face. He seemed to roll his eyes.
“Hyung, why?”
“Taehyun-ah, actually.” Jaehyun hung up his words. He really seemed doubtful.
“Hyung, did something happen that I didn't know about?”
“Actually, before aboji fainted aunt Hyo heard eomma and aboji quarrel”
“What?!” shock Taehyun.
“So it all has to do with it?” the ingrained hatred of Taehyun made him ignited a fire of emotion that was difficult for him to control.
“Taehyun-ah, relax.”
“You want to defend him? You want to protect your mother? Cah, I should know, you're clearly on his side. You've planned all this! You and your mother purposely made aboji like this, didn't they? You, all you want is the position of president Hyung!” shouted Taehyun.
‘Buggh.’ Jaehyun pushed Taehyun's body hard back. He pointed his index finger right in front of Taehyun's face and was not at all seen joking when he said, “Dragon say you!”.
At the same time Nara was surprised to see the two fighting. The woman who had just arrived immediately ran and tried to break up. Nara flanked Taehyun's arm tightly, dragged him away a little and tried to calm her husband's bad-looking mood.
“What happened? You two can still fight at a time like this? Abonim is sick, but you are still acting childishly!” nara Tegur. For a moment the three just looked at each other while still silent to each other. No one spoke until Jaehyun began to explain.
“I'm not as low as you think. Position president Han’s group? Yeah, I really want it. But I'll get it my way, with my abilities! Not in such dirty ways as you accuse!” Afterwards Jaehyun threw away his lazy face, while Taehyun who was sitting on the waiting bench seemed to be watching his face in silence.
“Sorry, I just—“
“Already. You two better go home”
“I'll be here until aboji awar” Taehyun said
“You don't see your wife's face looking so tired? You better go home” Jaehyun said. Taehyun's eye reflexes looked at Nara who was now standing while holding her stomach with a shabby face that clearly looked tired.
“Bring Nara home, I'm sure she needs rest. I'll be here and wait for aboji siuman”
Taehyun. Again he was in a difficult position. As a child, he wanted to be by his father's side until the man came to his senses. But he also could not see his wife's tired face much longer. No, he didn't do that to Nara. He realized this time Jaehyun was right. Nara needs a break.
“Contact me when aboji siuman.”
“Sure. You're the first person I'll call.”
Taehyun nodded, a faint smile even at a glance on his thin lips and he immediately grasped his wife's arm tightly and pulled the frail shoulder in his arms.
“Oppa, you also rest. You also look tired.” muttered Nara before she waved her hand and left with her husband.
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- To Be Continue
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Author’s Note:
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Thank you for stopping by and reading..
I hope you are still happy and happy with this story..
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With Love, though,
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