Unexpectedly Married || Taehyung ✓

◈ Chapter 22 ◈

➳ 22 | BEWILDERMENT

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"Forget what happened back there, don't ask me a single thing about it. I don't want to discuss it", Taehyung muttered as soon as we reached back home.

"But I--"

"Please Jieun, leave it. I want to move on with my life, don't make it harder", he was being a little cold here with me, I just wanted to help him.

"Alright", with a sigh, I walked towards our bedroom leaving him behind.

I had so many question that I wanted to ask him, but I decided to just let it slide away.

I was just confused. The way he purposely dragged me with him to his dad's house, just to clear some things off. To use me and make his dad pissed, and then come back?

What was even going on in his mind?

Eventhough I was so confused, but one thing was clear to me. His dad hates him, I saw it in his eyes and the way he treats him.

I thought his dad would be happy to see me visiting him for the first time, but that didn't go like I expected it to. Instead I got bunch of glares, and trash talked by him.

Wasn't Taehyung's dad the one who desperately wanted Taehyung to marry a girl? Why was he so rude to me then? It was all so complicated.

He clearly had a hostile behaviour with me, he didn't really liked my presence there.

But I know, he wasn't just rude and displeased to see me, but something else.

It was something else that was bothering his dad.

The way his eyes widened on the sight of Taehyung holding me by my waist, he clearly didn't liked it.

He didn't liked the sight of Taehyung being close to me.

After changing into my night dress, I sat on the bed beside Taehyung who was focused on his laptop.

These days are passing so fast, I'm not even realizing the time. Waking up, bearing with Taehyung's cold behaviour, calling Jimin on phone, and then sleep. That's my daily routine, that's all.

I glanced at Taehyung who was sitting on the other side of the bed, he looked calm then before. I debated whether I should ask him about morning, and I did made my mind.

"Taehyung?", I called out for him, who was so focused on his laptop.

He was over working himself these days.

The fact that he was not just a mafia but also the CEO of one of the best company in Seoul, he never finds time for himself nor me.

He hummed in response, still not taking his eyes off the screen.

"Can I ask you something?", I questioned, fiddling with my fingers because of the nervousness. He was already not talking with me since we returned from his dad's place, but I desperately wanted to know answers to my questions.

This time he spared me a glance before nodding his head hesitantly. It was quite clear how he wasn't in the mood to tell me anything but he still agreed.

"W-why do you hate your dad?", he stopped typing as a chuckle left him after hearing my question.

"Isn't it obvious?"

With a confused look I stared at him, trying hard to understand him.

"He hates me and I hate him. It's that simple. I'm just returning the favour to him", with a little sarcasm in his voice, he stated.