My Possessive Husband's
chapter 7's
Behind the cold attitude you always show.
Back to your shackles.
I know, you still care
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"My Possessive Husband"
©ByunRa93
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Seoul Hospital, October 18th 2019
10.00 PM
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Taehyun looks troubled. Along the way, the look on his face was difficult to understand. Between worry, anxiety, but can not cover the hatred he felt towards his father. As soon as he reached the hospital, his footsteps paddled quickly towards the operating room. He even seemed to forget the existence of Nara who continued to follow behind him. Nara herself could not and did not dare to say anything. He knew that the heart of the man was raging. From the look of her troubled eyes, Nara could understand what Taehyun was feeling now. Fear of losing the only family he had. It was clearly reflected from Taehyun's gaze.
When he finally reached the front door of the operating room. The first Taehyun saw there was the figure of Yoon's mistress and her son, Han Jaemin. Taehyun stopped his steps at that point. She looked at Lady Yoon cynically, as she showed a sad expression that anyone would be sure was just an act. A very visible face made up.
“What did you do to him, huh!” taehyun jolted as she pointed at Madam Yoon's face sharp and rough.
“I should have asked. What are you doing now, Han Taehyun?” madam Yoon's reaction looked very flat. It was as if he was used to being treated that way by his stepson.
“Don't pretend to be nice in front of me! That's sickening! I know I have a foul plan! And the one you need to keep a close eye on. As long as I'm alive in this world, I won't let you do your stupid plan!”
“ENOUGH! Can you be a little polite? She's your mother, Han Taehyun!” jutting Jaehyun who was initially silent. Both of them stared at each other fiercely and both leaned against each other's body not to be outdone. Until Nara finally stepped up, daring herself to flank Taehyun's arm and pull him back.
“Taehyun-ah, please control yourself.” whispered Nara slowly while dragging Taehyun's body to sit on one of the waiting benches in front of the operating room. While Jaehyun was hugging the frail body of his mother who was standing in front of the door. For a moment it was the atmosphere of silence that dominated along the whitewashed corridor.
Taehyun lowered his face deeply. He hooked his hands together on his knees, then propped his head up there. Like praying to God that the man\man could be saved. Nara hugged the man's body. Gently stroked Taehyun's back and channeled calmness through the touch of his hand.
“Relax everything will be fine. Mr. Han will be fine.” said Nara gently.
“Do not entertain me. You know I don't hate him!”
“But I know behind that you love her. You're worried about her Han Taehyun. Don't pretend tough in front of me.”
“STUPID!” tehyun who then grabbed the body of the girl who was sitting next to him. He hugged her tightly while burying his head on Nara's shoulder. Crying silently behind his wife's white shoulder.
Nara could feel the man's back trembling. She could also hear the soft stuffing of her husband's lips. But he just kept quiet. For a moment, he felt warmth in his heart. Seeing Taehyun like this. He was crying because he was worried about his father. That made Nara touched. At the very least he found the good side behind the cold and arrogant nature of Han Taehyun.
From where he stood as soon as Jaehyun met the couple furious. His hands clenched hard, while the look in his eyes was so hinting at the jealousy that burned his heart. Nara continued to calm Taehyun down. But as he turned his face the other way, his eyes unintentionally stared at the bead of Jaehyun's eyes that was looking at him deeply. Nara turned her eyes away. And that was when, Taehyun slowly released his embrace on the girl's body.
“Baekkie.” reprimand Taehyun while neutralizing the look on his face. Putting on his cold face again while looking at his secretary who walked over with a tired face.
“Yak! What exactly happened?” tanya Taehyun intimidated.
“Tenace.”.
“What? You're asking me to calm down? Your brain is healthy, Lee Baekkie?” gertak Taehyun was angry.
“Mister Han's heart deflated, so he had to have a ring-mounting operation on his heart” explained Baekkie who did not want to argue for too long.
“What is the condition so severe?”
Baekkie nodded with a very sorry face. “Doctor has already sentenced that he will not be able to last much longer.”
Taehyun's hands clenched hard as the ears heard the news. After all, that man is still his father. The only old man he still has. Taehyun's heart grew increasingly unsettled. He was drowning in the anxiety that was so stifling. However, in the midst of the turmoil, he felt Nara's soft hand slipping behind his arm, trying to calm the man down again. Taehyun looked at Nara in silence.
“Trust me, all will be well.” Nara gently stroked the back of Taehyun's hand. The man sighed heavily from his lips, then he nodded weakly.
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Gwangju Resto, 0800 PM
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Lady Yoon gave a rough sigh. Again, he glanced at the watch in his hand made of gold. It looked elegant on his left wrist. He sat there for almost half an hour by himself. And now, that boredom is making it even more saturated.
“Jung Sik-ah, are you sure he'll come?” ask the private driver who is now sitting behind him. Back to each other.
“Beliau says it will come madam.”
“SIAL! This man wants to test my patience apparently.” grumbled Mrs Yoon while taking a cup containing green tea presented in front of him. One gulp went into his mouth, but he was forced to put the cup back down when the figure of a well-built man now walked in from the door to head towards him. Lady Yoon smiled amiably.
“Sorry to keep you waiting.”
“Of course not a serious problem. I know you're busy Mr. Jung.”
“I heard your husband is still unconscious after the operation. Is this why you're seeing me?” as usual Mr. Jung immediately touched the subject without being happy to convoluted with something that is not important. Lady Yoon laughed off. He looked at Mr. Jung with a seductive look.
“You are very familiar with his condition. It's the fifth day, but he's not conscious. And if in one week he's not conscious either. That means, I have the right to hold a board meeting to decide on the temporary transfer of the position of president of Han’s group. And of course I will need your help to make my Jaehyun sit in that position.”
“Have you thought of everything? You know what the risk is?”
“You don't need to worry, Sir. I made sure everything was safe. All I need is a voice from you. I want you to select my Jaehyun in the derection board meeting later.”
“You are sure everything will go smoothly?”
“Very!” madam Yoon said with confidence.
“You don't have to doubt me, sir. One I can promise you. I must have gotten rid of Taehyun all the way from that position.” The woman smiled meaningfully.
“So will you give your voice to Jaehyun?”
“Hahaha. I can't believe you really are the scary woman Yoon Eun Hee-ssi is. Is this how you also remove Kim Jira from his magnificent palace? You want to get rid of Taehyun the dirty way you got rid of his mother first? Is that ambitious of you?”
Instead of being insinuated, Madam Yoon just smiled cynically.
“You will help me or not?!” emphatically. While Mr. Jung just shrugged his shoulder indifferently.
‘Truutt's.. Truuutt.’ Lady Yoon stared at the screen of her phone ringing. Jaehyun's name was clearly displayed there, so without having to think again the woman immediately received a call from her son.
“Eomma, where are you? Go to the hospital immediately. Appa is awake.”
“What?” ask Lady Yoon who looks disappointed.
“Appa is awake and now the doctor has moved him to the hospital room.”
“Good eomma there.” Lady Yoon turns off her phone irritated and peels over the bad luck that seemed to be in love with her.
“What's up?” asked Mr. Jung when he realized the pale face of the woman.
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***
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I Think it’s an appropriate time to stop all the acting..
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TaeRa’s Room, 10.00 PM
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Nara sat at the end of her bed, cornering herself against the bed rest while still reading her boring college book. Sometimes he looks sad. On the lid of the book was rough and he put it on the nightstand next to his bed. Actually, from now on, he did not really intend to read. He just calms his heart. A few days ago, after the incident at his house. The day Taehyun almost fucked her. Now those girls' nights always feel so awkward. Both Nara and Taehyun were keeping a distance between them. Even Nara always stroked whenever her skin accidentally came into contact with Taehyun in the middle of her sleep. Nara kneaded her temple which felt heavy. He knows maybe it's time. He should start ending this now. Again, Nara exhaled a heavy breath from her lips. Setting up his mentality to be able to talk about this to Taehyun.
“You haven't slept?” taehyun asked as she exited the bathroom rubbing her wet hair with a towel. That guy looks handsome. And getting handsome with his wet and disheveled hairdo. Taehyun walked up to Nara and sat on the other side of her bed while still staring at the girl strangely.
“You why?” ask Taehyun.
“Taehyun-ah.” monitor Nara in doubt.
“Humm..” muttered Taehyun as he slowly approached his wife. He touched Nara's long bangs and exposed her behind the ear. Taehyun's fingers accidentally touched the skin of his cheeks.
“Yak, stop! There's something I want to talk to you about.”
“Tell me.” Taehyun leaned his back against the bed rest, folded his arms in front of his chest and stared straight ahead while waiting for his wife to speak.
“Isn't it time we talked about ‘Divorce’?” Nara was silent for a moment, looking at the look on Taehyun's face that still looked flat.
“Isn't your original purpose for marrying me just to tease Jaehyun? Makes her jealous and feel sick. Then yesterday you said that I don't have to tease Jaehyun anymore. That means my duty as your wife is done. Then why else do we live together?” Nara stopped her speech for a moment.
“Toh we also do not love each other to stay together. Yesterday I refrained from talking about this. Given the circumstances of Lord Han who is still like that. But now your father's condition has improved so..”
“You stupid or what?” taehyun snapped suddenly which made Nara jump in shock. He inched backwards as Taehyun slowly approached him, squeezing his body over his spacious bed.
“Didn't I tell you that I intend to have a child with you? You forgot about that? That's your first job, now! So instead of busying yourself thinking about divorce, you should start thinking about living this marriage as well as possible.”
Living this marriage as well as\-nice? Somehow Nara felt Taehyun had no intention of letting go now.
“Actually what do you want Han Taehyun?” snapped Nara who was like losing her patient veins. He thrashed, trying to push Taehyun's body over him.
“Already, we just live this marriage as it is. We are not in a relationship with anyone else. I mean both you and I are not in love with anyone. Unless you still love Jaehyun and want to go back to him.”.
Nara tilted her head, looking at Taehyun with the glare of her sharp eyes. “Ah well, even if you still love that rotten man and want to go back to him, I still won't let you go Kim Nara. Enjoy this wedding.. At least try to enjoy it. There is no harm in you being my wife. I have a handsome face, abundant treasures and I-”
“Very arrogant, arrogant, cold, coarse and PERVERTED.!!” sergeant Nara immediately got a laugh from Taehyun's lips.
“Keep out of my body! You think you're not heavy? There!!”
Taehyun smiled wryly, he slowly rose from above Nara's body. Sitting on his bed while shuffling his hair was frustrating.
“Aiish! Looks like I won't be able to sleep again tonight!” gerutu. Taehyun flung his back to Nara, then pulled the blanket over her shoulder. Nara was just staring at her husband's back in wonder.
“Weird Basics!” muttered the girl while shaking her head
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The atmosphere of the Han family's breakfast today felt a little awkward. Still as usual Mr. Han sat in the family's head chair, although with a wheelchair that has been a week to help him walk. Lady Yoon this morning looks beautiful with a maroon dress attached to her beautiful body. Jaehyun still looks handsome with a black tuxedo stellan and a deep blue tie around his neck. Her hair was a little disheveled, giving a sensual impression that was so sexy.
‘Akheemm.’ Dehum Taehyun who was aware of the direction Nara looked at Jaehyun with interest. Nara glanced at Taehyun who was sitting beside her and immediately ducked as the glare of those sharp eyes rained down on her.
“Taehyun-ah and you are Jaehyun, there is something I want to say to you two.” Mr. Han looked at his two children.
“As you know, my condition is no longer possible to run the company. It's time I hand over the company to you. To be honest, I want to share it fairly. But in reality, the company only needs a President who is able to overshadow Han’s Group and bring it to develop more rapidly.” Mr. Han sighed increasingly irregular.
“I will step down from the position of President, and I will choose one of you to replace me. I will determine who deserves to be president based on your abilities.”.
No one spoke, until Mr. Han resumed his words. “Jaehyun-ah, you will take over my duties in the selection of designers for Han’s group. This time the event will be published publicly. The media will broadcast each stage of the allowance that will be passed by the designers. We need to really maintain our corporate image. Therefore, I entrust this to you.” Master Han looked at Jaehyun while nodding confidently.
“While you're Taehyun, go to France. You have to negotiate with Mike's J's boutique and get them to work with us. I think you will be able to do this task well, considering Lee Hyeri is the head of their design team. You can negotiate with him. Please do this job well. And don't let me down.”
“I understand.” replied Taehyun sure.
“Nara, you come with Taehyun. France is famous as a country, right? Consider this a small gift from me to you. While doing that task. You can also go on a honeymoon there. And I will be very happy when later you come back with a grandson. hahaha” the old man's laughter sounds so loud. It was as if showing the world his high spirit of life. As if declaring if his health condition is getting better. Nara just looked at her husband while blinking her eyes, as if she was seducing the stone-hearted man to let her go and come with him. He looks so enthusiastic to hear the word ‘PERANCIS’, a country that he has always dreamed of. Taehyun did not flinch. He still did not say anything from his lips. One thing that made Nara a little angry.
“Come on Han Taehyun! Say something.” growled inner Nara who was waiting anxiously.
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- To Be Continue
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Author’s Note:
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What answer would Taehyun give? Will he allow Nara to come with him?
Hope you guys still want to read..
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