Chapter Nine

He got into his car after leaving his workplace, and his mother was on his way home.

He was madly missing his beloved, and since he couldn't control his longing for her, he took his phone out of his leather jacket pocket and opened the camera folder he had installed in the house.

As soon as he opened the folder, all the house's indoor and outdoor cameras appeared. Seconds later, a loud screeching sound emanated from the car as he had stopped in the middle of the road.

A house surrounded by a large number of men, his sister and second wife tied up, and weapons pointed at them from every direction.

And all that came to his mind now was his wife... Where is his wife Kristen? Did someone hurt her?

No sooner had he pressed the camera in their room than he received a call from an unknown number.

"Hello, Asian, how are you? Did you recognize my voice? I'll be really angry if you don't!"

As soon as he placed the phone to his ear, a voice emanated, making his eyes burn with deadly coldness. The memory he'd always tried to forget suddenly flashed before his eyes, a scene slowly killing him.

"You know, if you were in front of me right now, I'd tear your body into four pieces in revenge for what you did to her."

After about half a minute, Jeon's voice came out, full of sharpness and a clear note of hatred.

His eyes stared into space, his hand clenching tightly on the phone, revealing blue veins as if it were about to explode just by hearing the voice of the one who caused him pain he would never forget until the day he died.

He will forget the oath he gave to his wife, and he will take the soul of the one who stole his only child...

"We're at it now. I'll send you a video. I hope you like it. Then we'll talk more."

Amir's cold words, which were not without provocation, provoked that rebel who was suppressing his madness and the demons that tempted him.

Killing them and annihilating that family once and for all would only bring him the loss of himself and his job...

And his wife, Kristine...

The sound of poetry on his phone made him move it away from his ear. It was the same video that had appeared on the surveillance camera on his phone.

This is how he connected the events of the day and all of Kristine's actions to that call and the video.

He knew that Kristine had gone to the headquarters of his enemies herself and that Amir would use his sister to get what he wanted.

What Amir wants is for him to divorce his wife, and this will only happen with his death...

Despite all the bitter years they've spent working with him, they've forgotten that he's a military lieutenant, raised and bred to be cruel and strict, but he's never used any of that against them until now.

He hasn't shown them what he's capable of. Not because he keeps quiet about everything that happens to him, but because he's forgotten that!?

Jeon Jungkook is patient, but when his patience runs out, he'll act according to the saying...

For every action, there's a reaction...

He's endured a lot and lost even more, and everyone must taste from the same cup he broke.

"You have two choices now: either come to my palace and divorce my sister of your own free will, or bear the loss of your sister, and her blood will be on your neck."

"What will you choose now, Jeon Jungkook? Your sister? Or your wife, whom you fought until you got her?"

The phone hung up on Amir's side, and Jungkook remained terrifyingly calm, his gaze cold and empty.

What's on his mind right now? What's he thinking? Only God knows what's going on in his mind.

One second... the second became five minutes... then ten minutes, and he remained in the same state, unmoving.

The coldness and aura of cruelty surrounded his car, which hadn't moved an inch...

That deadly, spine-chilling silence surrounding him was interrupted by his incomprehensible mutterings, as if he were threatening them with hell.

But before he could start his car after that nerve-wracking period, his terrifying voice echoed in the car and on this empty road, terrifying you to death.

"Your mistakes have crossed the line with me, Al Ramis."

I swear by my child's mercy that I will make you taste woe, and let you know that whoever you're dealing with is a monster in human form who will eliminate you from his life forever...

A loud, terrifying screeching sound came from his car as a result of his reckless driving on his way to his wife's family.

If you expected him to choose his sister, then you truly still don't know the extent of his obsession that led him to choose her over his sister...

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It took less than half an hour for him to arrive at their palace due to his reckless driving.

Because the commotion was going to be significant, he entered his SUV by smashing through the palace's main gate.

They started it and toyed with his madness by taking his wife, forcing him to divorce her, and threatening him with his sister if they would suffer the consequences of what he would do to them.

Many guards gathered and surrounded Jungkook's car with their firearms, making him grin indignantly at the toys they were holding.

Do they expect a police officer to back down in fear of those weapons? It seems they don't know that he's entered an enemy headquarters filled with bombs that could pulverize his body to ash.

He got out of his car with dignity as they advanced further, but his eyes were fixed on the man who had left after hearing the commotion caused by the Asian man.

"Is this your welcome, my dear father-in-law?"

He took another step, amidst the guards, their weapons pointed at him, refusing any treacherous move from him.

But he didn't care about them as much as he cared about his own shocking opinion of the family.

Did he really care so little about his sister that he would sacrifice her for his wife?

His feet stopped in front of Grandfather Emile after he stepped past Mr. Michel, his wife's father, as if he hadn't just spoken to him.

"I confess, I didn't expect you to commit such a vile act, to threaten me with my sister to make me leave my wife!!"

"Your actions are very cheap, just like you."

He initially smiled sarcastically, then his expression turned sharp as he realized he had insulted the most senior member of the family, whom he had never done anything against.

He banished her from existence, certainly with the exception of Kristen.

"If you want to give up your life, just say one more word, and I'll make sure no one ever finds your body."

This was the second father of the Ramis family, who was Michel's brother. He grabbed Jungkook's jacket, placing his gun right in the middle of his forehead.

"If you were a real man, do it!"

Jungkook's left hand gripped the one holding his jacket, while his other held the muzzle of the gun, holding it steady until he had the chance to get rid of it.

No one expected Jeon Jungkook to flinch or react in any way other than the intensity and madness surrounding his eyes right now.

He maintained eye contact with his wife's uncle until he saw the tension surrounding him. Although George wanted to kill you, he wouldn't put a knife to his throat...

He's not willing to lose his life at the hands of his father...

"Is your heroic idea over now, Mr. Jeon?"

The family is now complete with the arrival of Amir, who grips Kristen's arm tightly, causing her to struggle against him in pain.

Jungkook's gaze shifted from George to his wife, whose pain was clearly evident on her features, apart from her wounded lips. At that moment, he didn't know what had happened.

How George pushed and pounced on Amir with insane punches that knocked him to the ground as if he were controlled by a monster.

Seeing that particular person wasn't a good idea at all. Having them in the same place was like putting them in a maze, and to get out of it, one of them had to die...

"Separate them immediately!!"

The grandfather's booming voice moved everyone present toward these two, whose faces were bloodied from the many punches they had thrown at each other.

Amir isn't a weak person; he has a massive physique, just like Jungkook. What differentiates them is that one has a beard and the other doesn't.

The guards intervened, along with the family members, trying with all their might to separate Jungkook from Amir, but he struggled frantically until he inflicted a deep gash on Amir's cheek with his sharp ring...

"You won't leave this house unless you divorce my sister, you filthy bastard. You won't leave unless you're a corpse. Let me kill him."

Amir screamed, driven mad by Jungkook's attack on him. Their fight would only satisfy him by killing him!!

"Be a man first, then talk. Whoever uses cheap actions to threaten me, I won't consider them a man, just a woman."

"But this is an insult to a woman, because she's worth a hundred men more than you."

The screams of these two were all that could be heard in the palace, while the family tried to silence them. Each one said one word, only for the other to respond with ten.

Kristen retreated to her room, leaving behind madmen who wanted to kill each other. Even if her husband was dying in front of her, she wouldn't interfere, but would watch silently.

She knew full well that her husband had nine lives, and if he hadn't chosen death, he wouldn't let anyone kill him, even if death stood a hair's breadth apart.

She'd be lying if she said she didn't see this with her own eyes! Her husband, who doctors had given up hope of being alive, and her grandmother holding her hand as she collapsed in tears until he woke up from his coma...

That's another topic, not important. What's important now is the chaos her husband is causing downstairs.

"Who do you think you're doing? Are you crazy?"

Michel intervened and threw a punch at Jeon, who gritted his teeth. He would have responded with a double jerk, but he stopped...

"If you weren't a man the age of my father, I would have stripped you of those clothes in front of everyone. But I'll be better than you and consider the age difference between us."

With his index finger, he struck Mr. Michel's chest with a fierce and arrogant slap.

If they don't understand the basics, neither will he consider their lineage. Up to that point, that's enough.

"If you had divorced my daughter from the start, we wouldn't have gotten here!! If you hadn't entered her life, she wouldn't have suffered all these years. I beg you, divorce her and leave her alone. You married another woman and destroyed her, destroying her even more..."

This was nothing but the screams of Mrs. Helen, Kristen's mother, who grabbed his collar and cried in anguish, hoping to thaw her son-in-law's temper and make him divorce her so this conflict would end.

"Don't interfere in anything that doesn't concern you, my mother-in-law, or you'll get your share of harm!"

His two hands slowly rose to grab her wrist, pulling her away from him. Michel had leaned his body against the wall behind him, his eyes never leaving his son-in-law's body.

Every time, Jungkook never failed to make him wonder what he was made of?!

Why is he so attached to his daughter and categorically refusing to separate from her, even though he's lost so much in his life? Even his family disowned him when he chose her over them.

This person isn't normal, risking his life for a girl whose family harbors such intense resentment and hatred toward his family!

"It's enough, Mom. You don't talk to a human. This is the bedrock of his arrogance and anger, preventing him from listening to anyone."

Rozan pulled her mother away from her sister's husband's body, fed up with all the fighting they were waging to separate them.

They won't rest until they're separated, and he won't give her up even if the sky fell to the ground.

"Listen to what I'm saying, because it won't happen again. Let it be an echo in your ears, because by God, who is witness to every word I say, I will burn you alive in this house!"

"Kristen will come back with me today, my divorce from her is something you can only dream of happening, she is mine even if it is against your will, what happened today will not pass with good and a word from me that does not reach the ground I will make you cry blood for the moment you thought of hurting her, or for my true revenge for my child, my name will not be Jeon Jungkook if I do not take away from you the most precious thing you own, and these are the words of a man who can be carried out even if it costs him his life..."

With all dignity, he stood in front of the stairs and his loud scream shook the corners of the palace with the oppression in his tone and his index finger He directed it at everyone standing before him.

Unconcerned with the blood pouring from his forehead, cheek, and lips, even his wounded hand was bleeding profusely again, not to mention the bruises he had sustained on his body and the hair covering his eyes, giving him a terrifying appearance.

The body of every woman present trembled from his domineering, angry aura that spread over him. Jungkook had always possessed that aura that told you not to get close to him for your own safety...

Especially when he was angry like now...

He looked at them with contempt, then went upstairs to where his wife was, whose head he wanted to smash right now!!

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She was sitting on her chair, which was still there, and it seemed no one had gotten rid of her belongings, even her drawing tools.

Everything was as it was when she left it. She placed her canvas on the easel in front of her, holding a box of paints in one hand and a brush in the other, drawing absentmindedly.

She expressed her pain through painting because her tears were no longer effective in alleviating the pain. She wanted to express what she felt in any way.

Even if she resorted to screaming, she might find some relief. The feeling of that fire burning her heart made her want to extinguish it in any way she could, and she was content.

But to be a little more compassionate for her torment, which no one felt...

Her tears began to fall again, and she threw away the brush she was painting with. Her hand became the one drawing on her face, which had become a mirage on the canvas.

She disappeared, just as her face disappeared in the image that expressed her current state.

Her hand stopped on the canvas, staring at it as if she were seeing her shattered self, and how much this shattered her even more!

How did she transform from a young girl in the prime of her youth into a girl who had lost her soul and wished to disappear so she could be completely free from this harmful life?!

"Who allowed you to come here?"

His hand, which forcefully pulled her wrist, caused the black color on her hand to wipe away the corner of her eyes in the painting. And thus, he left his mark on her harm, another harm!!!

His sharp eyes fixed on her tearful features. He didn't even like her exhausted state.

Rather, he intensified his anger, hissing in front of her face with blinding rage.

"After everything they did to you, you're still coming back here? Who gave you the right?"

"Let go of my hand..."

These two words came out of her, filled with coldness enough to make him even more furious.

"Listen to me carefully, because I won't repeat myself. This marriage that you destroyed with your own hands no longer exists, and the enmity between you is no longer mine. Send me the divorce papers, Jeon Jungkook."

She meant every word she said. Their marriage was over the moment he married her. Her eyes didn't separate their connection; his veins clearly appeared, and his anger grew even more intense at her cold words, as if he were about to deliver them on a silver platter.

It seemed she hadn't heard what he said below, dreaming of a divorce that wouldn't happen over his dead body...

His hand rebelled, gripping her hair tightly, hurting her. His response was as harsh as his hand on her hair.

"If you want me to cut out your tongue, say that word again. You will live in my name, and you will die bearing my name, and you will return with me, against your will, to Jeon Christine."

The fire in her heart grew more fiery and cruel from his actions, which hurt her madly.

They say love is pain... but why does their love carry so much pain?

Why all this harm to her, when she was and will be the greatest victim, losing everything she owns?

Her family... her child... her husband... even her love for him began to fade away because of his hurting her...

"I wish I had listened to them when they forced me to abandon you!! I wish I had taken out my heart that loved you madly, and torn it apart and burned it so I wouldn't be experiencing all this pain now. I wish I hadn't married you, Jungkook. I wish I had..."

She pushed him away with every word she said, with all the pain and regret for her burned soul and ruined life. She pushed him away with every word she said, regretting ever saying "I love you" to him.

If she could, she would have taken out her heart and burned it for his hurtful love for a selfish person who watched her collapse with tearful eyes.

Everything is out of his control. This isn't what he wants. His wife shouldn't be hurt like this! Why doesn't everything go his way? It's as if fate wants to put him through tests he's incapable of handling.

I swear, by the right of my broken heart, that I will never forgive you. I will make you taste the bitterness of the pain you caused me, doubled. I will burn your heart just as you burned and broke me.

I will never forgive you, and I will never pardon you, even over your dead body. Our relationship was shattered and will never recover...

Two bodies facing each other, each suffering a pain that slowly kills them, but her eyes are full of hatred for him and the pain she feels in her heart.

He doesn't know the words to express his pain. He feels it but can't articulate it. She's not the only one burning with the fire of pain. He's also burning, but not like her.

No matter how much his pain hurts, it won't come to hers, not even a little.

"Don't forgive me."

That was what he kept repeating in his mind as he listened to her words of oppression and her hatred for him. His eyes fell on her painting, and he felt the pain emanating from that painting.

When their love is painful, she will suffer greatly until she is rid of the thorns surrounding it. Going back to the beginning will be impossible!!

Those thorns you see on the roots of roses are filled with pain, and what hurts and kills her most is that the thorns of their love are surrounded by pain.

The black rose is Jungkook, and the thorns surrounding him are his family, her family, and the harm she suffered when she approached him and placed her hand in his.

So, who was the biggest victim of her clutching the black rose? Kristen.

And what's worse is that what she's receiving from him now is his silence, his incomprehensible looks that he fixes on her, a mixture of emotions.

Is it regret? Or remorse? Or both?