MR. Jeon, The Heart Bandit | L.K Adaptation

Chapter 91

'Why does she like to cry so much? She is already a mother!'

The face was that Lisa herself did not want to cry either, but she somehow could not stop her tears when Jungkook was around.

It was just that she has an unreasonable, uncontrollable feeling under his protection.

Sniffing, she carried the fruits to the counter and paid up before leaving the fruit shop.

All of sudden, her ice-hold hand was held beneath a warm palm. Taken aback, she slowly looked up.

The man's handsome face appeared kinder in her gaze.

His quite, dark eyes held a tenderness.

He had even said that he wanted to kill someone whenever she cries....

Was she that important to him?

The little one watched as his parents linked hands and had ignored him for quite some time, finding himself quite upset at that.

"Daddy, I want to hold hands too!" He pranced forward, trying to take Jungkook's hand.

However, he was too tall it looked quite tiring with the little one's short limbs too.

A little annoyed, Jungkook picked him up, and the little one giggled happily.

Jungkook was certainly indignant then.

Sons were an excess!

As he had thought, little princesses are cuter and loveable.

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In the hospital.

The scent of antibiotics would leave anyone feeling an earnest irritation.

There was a deathly silence in the corridor towards Kim Woo-bin's ward, and the quieter it was, the more uncomfortable Lisa felt.

Her right eyelid was twitching a premonition of something foreboding.

Thud

There were echoes whenever shoes touched the ground.

The door to Woo-bin's ward was open. White-hot light shone from within, and Lisa could see many figures inside.

Suddenly, she let go of Jungkook's hand and rushed within panickily.

"Dad_"

Kim Mingyu's scream of anguish came suddenly.

Lisa abruptly paused outside the door, her whole body tightening and her feet suddenly turning as heavy as lead.

"Dad! Dad, wake up! Look at me!"

"Dad! You told me you wanted to see me start a family! Why would you leave me, Dad?"

Kim Mingyu's screams were devoid of all class.

At the same time, Lisa, red-eyed took deep breaths and forced herself into the ward.

On the bed in the ward, Woo-bin's face was grey-white and his eyes hanging open. His dilated pupils were dark and without a shred of sparkle, and even his fingernails were the color of ash.

Beside him, the instruments were flatlining, signaling death.

All the doctors around his bed bowed.

"Sorry, we have done our best"

Thud

Lisa lost every bit of her strength. The plastic bag in her hand dropped to the ground, the oranges inside rolling all over the floor.