Carrying The Villain's Baby

18

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There wasn't any hint of worry on Jungkook's face. He expressionlessly nodded.

Taehyung couldn't help furrowing his brow when he saw Jungkook’s unconcerned expression. After checking that the door was tightly closed, he lowered his voice and said, "Didn't we agree that you would wait until your body was fully recovered before "waking up"? I told you to exercise patience and wait half a month. Why did you suddenly do this today? I was totally caught off guard!"

"Look at yourself, you're still half-paralyzed. Even if you wake up, what can you do? But, your dad is different. Half of a month will be enough time for your dad to monopolize the company."

After speaking to this point, Taehyung's couldn't control his anger; it went bubbling up. "This is unintentionally alerting the enemy! The past half year's arrangements are going to be wasted!"

Jungkook didn't refute or say anything. He gently stroked the shallow marks on his wrist. William couldn't comprehend the confidence that Jungkook felt. For him, victory was within his grasp.

"I can't understand you guys. How can a father and son be willing to kill each other for money and power?!"

Jungkook indifferently glanced at him. He pointed out his mistake, "We're not mutually trying to kill each other. He planned for me to be in that car accident. I haven't done anything to him yet."

Gritting his teeth, Taehyung said, "You'll strike back sooner or later! You're the type of person who would seek revenge for the smallest grievance. Just because you beat up my rival for me one time back when we were studying in England, you're expecting me to do your every bidding now."

Jungkook smiled. "Since you know I'll retaliate eventually, why are you asking me why I woke up half a month earlier than planned?"

Taehyung icily looked at him. "As your doctor, I have the right to know your plans so that I can design the next part of your physical therapy. Before, you wouldn't listen to my advice and got out of bed several times. I stressed this point to you several times. Although you're capable of walking, you haven't fully recovered. If you force yourself to stand up, it will only do more harm than good. I'll arrange for a specialist caretaker to help you perform daily exercises for recovery."

"Alright, I know."

Taehyung pushed down his anger. "Lastly, there's something else I have to tell you."

Jungkook questioningly looked at him.

"Your father has been looking for someone. From what I know, he's your younger half-brother. His name is Lin Eunwoo."

Hearing this name, Jungkook's expression sunk. His gaze was as sharp as knives when he looked at William. "Who?"

"Lin Eunwoo." Taehyung told him all of the information he had acquired, "His mother is one of your father's lovers. A while ago, after your father's lover died, your younger brother left with a woman. But, there's a matter that's quite interesting."

Jungkook looked at him.

"The woman that your brother left with looks exactly the same as Ye Ji Eun. Based on my investigation, Lin Eunwoo probably left with a woman named Ye Lisa. Ye Lisa and your wife, Ye Ji Eun, are identical twins. Ye Ji Eun is the older sister, and Ye Lisa is the younger sister."

"Ye Lisa?" Jungkook raised his eyebrows. "Her name is Ye Lisa?"

Jungkook thought of his little wife. She had told him fragments of information when she was at his bedside and massaging him. Once she had said, "I'm twenty-two years old. I've never been in a relationship or lived for myself before. I don't even know how it happened really, but I took my older sister's place in marrying you to bring you good luck. I do my best to serve you, but look, there's no place for me in this family."

Took her older sister's place in marrying him?

Jungkook continued stroking the marks on his wrist.

How interesting.

"There's nothing you want to say?"

"What's there to say? He's just an illegitimate child."

"Illegitimate children can have inheritance rights too!"

Jungkook scoffed, "If it's something I don't want to give away, other people shouldn't even try to imagine taking even the tiniest bit from my hands."