Love You, Mr. Right

Chapter 17

Haneul's POV

I ran into the hospital didn't care if I could fall down. Jungkook followed me as well. Finally we stood in front of a room panting hard. Through the glass I saw Phil's pale face, he was sleeping soundly. Beside his bed was his mom, crying. My parent was also there on the couch. Oppa on the other hand sitting on a chair next to the window silently. He noticed my present and came to open the door. Slowly, I walked toward the bed with my eyes glue to Phil's handsome face. The face that I always hated because I thought he would separate me from Jungkook. But it turned out that he was trying to be loved before he die. My tears rolled down suddenly as I stood beside the bed. His mom raised up her head and looked at me with her hatred eyes. But I didn't care to turn to her until she walked toward me and turned me to face her before slapping my cheek hard. Since it was fast, everyone became dumbfounded. Jungkook rushed to push me to stand behind him while he was between us afraid that she could hit me again. With his warm hand around my wrist, I felt better. My parent standing there looking at us with wide eyes.

"Satisfied with what you did to my son? Of course, you do. You really do enjoy hurting my son even if he's in this state." She said coldly. I just bit my lip looking down behind Jungkook. I knew it's also my fault and I was full with guilt.

"Look, Madam. It was not her fault from the first place." Jungkook tried to state the fact.

"Psh, it's not her fault? My son finally gets to see her after looking at her photos for years and what he got...is dying because you don't even have mercy?" She started to sob harder thinking about him leaving her.

"We're sorry to what is happening to him. The fact is...we also don't know about his illness." Jungkook said lowly.

"So that, do I have a chance to...I want to make him happy..." I said stepping out to stand in front of her. She looked at me waiting for what I was going to say next.

"Oppa, how long he can stay?" I asked.

"Two to three months..." I closed my eyes upon hearing that short period.

"Does he know about it?"

"Not yet."

"Then don't tell him. Instead, tell me...what I can do for him. I willing to do everything...even marry him..." I said out making Jungkook to turn to me with his wide eyes.

"Haneul..." he muttered my name softly. That made I wanna kill myself for doing such thing. I'm sorry, Jungkook. I avoided his eyes by turning to my parent. They looked at me with their sad eyes. I brought them too much troubles already.

"Fine. Marry him then." Phil's mother said seriously. Oppa shook his head at me as I held back my tears.

"Then, we'll talk about it later." Appa finally said something before he turned to look at Jungkook.

"I need to talk to you, Jungkook. Follow me. And you too, Han." Appa finished and then walked out following by Oppa and Jungkook.

The room became quiet. Omma walked toward me and patted my shoulder. I smiled weakly at her without saying anything. Phil's mother quietly sat down on the couch sobbing.

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That night, I stayed in the hospital to look after Phil with his mother. He's still unconscious. And I didn't know if I made a right choice. One thing I was sure about...everyone gonna get hurt no matter what.

I snapped out of my thought as my phone rang.

"Hi..." I said after picking up.

'Can I see you for a while, Haneul-ah?' Jungkook called after disappearing all day. He didn't come back since he talked with Appa.