Fight for Us

Chapter 97 (M)

"Are you sure no one has followed us here-"

He didn't even have time to finish his question as she smashed her lips to his; eventually making him smile in satisfaction as he could feel her own grin against his thin lips.

The woman relaxed as he dropped both of his arms around her waist, slowly guiding her towards the bed. She parted the lips and bit her lower lip; suppressing a heartfelt giggle as they both stumbled down on the bed, with on top of her. Her eyes curved, as well as her lips, and she wrapped her thin arms around his neck. He stared down at her silently, drowned on his own thoughts.

He knew this was wrong.

He knew he should have never slept that night with the heir's wife. But he just couldn't help himself. He was in love with her. She was in love with him. They had had a child, who supposedly was the daughter of his boss' son; the heiress. The whole country and the whole family had been fooled to think that that little, sweet and angel-like baby was the legitimate daughter of Yu Sooman.

They had been fooled, because no one besides him except for his wife and his wife's lover knew he was sterile.

She bit her lip, "Have you seen Jimin? She's turned so pretty, now that spring is coming..."

He smiled, and kissed her lips again.

"She's beautiful. Our baby is so beautiful. She'll be a fine lady once she grows up," He muttered, caressing her hair in his fingers. She sighed and smiled, holding his cheek.

"Actually...I've come here with you because there's something else I need to tell you."

He slightly parted away from her, startled with her words. But she just kept staring up at him with that angelic smile of hers, the back of her fingers brushing against his unshaved skin.

"...Jimin has a sibling."

...

The middle aged man arranged the red roses in front of the niche, a soft smile gracing his features as he arranged the flowers' position. He took in a deep breath as he stared at the smiling face of the woman in the small, framed photograph inside of the niche. In that picture, her smile looked angelic, as it always had. Her eyes curved up gracefully as a smile adorned her features, her wavy, black hair kindly falling down her shoulders.

Yu Haneul

Born in Taipei on the 22nd April, 1967

Died in Busan on the 15th March, 1989

Forever in the hearts of husband Yu Sooman, sister Jung Ahreum, daughter Yu Jimin and those of the Yu family.

May she rest in peace.

"It's been a while since I've been here, my love...Hasn't it?"

He smiled, breathing in deeply, "Our Jimin has finally smiled after such a long time. Jeongwoo's back...Damn, our grandson is back. I saw him for the first time today. Carbon copy of his mama," He said, laughing softly at the end.

He pursed his lips, pausing his hand above the niche of his lover's grave.

"...How are you and our baby doing, love? Is heaven that pretty as they say?" He chuckled sadly, "Do they have watermelon for you in there? You carved watermelons a lot when you had our Jimin..."

It had been years since he had last visited her grave. But that didn't mean he hadn't stopped loving her for a single second of his life.

"...Keep protecting our baby. We love you."
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