chapter. 4

Jungkook's POV:

I fix my shirt, looking at the time. I couldn't get the adequate amount, forget about the sufficient amount, I couldn't get any amount. I just have money to buy a bus ticket for reaching his company. Show off asrehole! I pulled my blue sweater and look at the sun shining, which is melting the ice/snow formed on the street to rooftops. 

just accept the sympathy!

His words didn't let me sleep peacefully at night. Sympathy, I don't want people's sympathy. I shove the card in my pocket tied my shoelaces and it feels like I'm going for a war.

I closed the door, walking to the nearest bus stop because the company is quite far from my house. I waited for my bus, looking at my analog wristwatch. Until someone stood next to me. I could feel his eyes at me, which was annoying me. I look at him to glare, he chuckled giving me a smirk. I rolled my eyes, waiting for the bus.

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Jimin's POV:

I look at the time and lean back, sitting comfortably on my office chair.

"Boss, you are early?!" My Secretary looked shocked seeing me here.

"It's just 8 o'clock, or my watch is showing the wrong time?" He looks at his wristwatch then taking his phone out, I roll my eyes.

"Go break your head for something else," I shooed him away, looking at the time ticking.

"But, seriously, is something special today?" There was hope in his voice. I glare at him, enough to shut him and walk to his cabin, which is next to mine separated with transparent glass.

"I know, you will come...your ego and dignity will force you," I smirk and look through my files for the time being. I smirk while taking my pen, why am I so interested in him? Sigh, it feels like some stupid cliché drama. But, this will be a different story, very different from all.

"Boss, this is your schedule for today, you have a meeting with our employees for the annual party announcement, and—"

"Postpone everything to tomorrow! I'll just handle all the files and make sure if the same boy from the restaurant asks for me. Do send him immediately. " I said glancing at the clock then back at my files.

"Oh, that's why all these commotions ?" He said, smirking.

"I must say, you have got enough guts to smirk at me," I lean back playing with my pen.

"Bo-boss, I didn't mean it like that," he shook his head, denying.

"Then, will you elaborate on your thoughts, Mr. Kim?" I raised my eyebrows, he gulps visibly.

"Boss, what I-i mean is, your usual time of arrival is at 9 am, and you are already here before me. You- you have canceled your schedule for today and it's all for a restaurant boy..." I loosened the grip from my pen.

"It's none of your concern, just do your work!" I dismissed him, closing my eyes. Was I changing? Unknowingly, I acted like that. I shook my head,

I glance at the blue file at the end of the table, holding the papers, which will get his signatures soon, by hook or by crook.

He sure is taking his time, I don't mind, I have all the time in the world now.

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Jungkook's POV:

I huff, holding my waist. Damn, I had to walk so much. Why is his company so far from the bus stop? I wonder, how his employees reach on time. Sweat forms on my neck and forehead, as I quickly wipe them with my hankie, seeing the skyscraper in front of me.

"No wonder it far away from the stop. " I murmur, looking around, seeing many companies like these and the road was quiet, with some cars passing by once in a while.

I walked to the gate and as expected I was stopped by the security. He looks at me, judging my clothing, and raised his left eyebrow at me.

"Where do you think, you are going?" He slightly pushed me back. I rolled my eyes,

"To meet Mr. Park!" I stated walking towards the entrance.

"Here,"  I gave the visiting card, Mr. Park gave to me. He looks at it, widening his eyes.

"Hopefully you understood that—"

"Sir!" He salutes at me, startling me.

"Sorry, sir. Please go!" He opened the gate for me bowing his head. I walk inside bowing back and being confused about it.

People change their behavior like a chameleon. One card and he flipped like an omelet. I shook my head, just want to finish this, and I won't owe anything to Mr. Park.

The glass door opened with a huge hall and waiting area, there was a grand chandelier, on the top giving a classy look. At the center, there was a long table, with the receptionist.

"How can I help you?" The man opposite the table smiled at me, I smiled back.

"Can I meet Mr. Park?" I rest my hands on the table.

"Do you have any appointment?" I shook my head.

He is the one who asked me to visit here, why should I get an appointment for it?

"Actually—"

"Mr. Jeon?" I turn to the voice and I remember that I have seen him somewhere.

"I'm Mr. Park's Secretary. Please, Follow me...Mr. Park is waiting for you. " He gestures to me, smiling.

"Is he someone important, sir?" The man asked being worried. There is nothing to worry about it.

"Nah,—"

"Yeah!"

I look at the Secretary, who bites his lips and shook his head.

"Please," he showed his hand to lead me. We went inside an elevator, where he presses the 59th floor. We stood awkward atmosphere.

"I'm Kim Taehyung. " he broke the silence, while the numbers in the display were increasing.

"I'm Jeon Jungkook," I whispered feeling vulnerable, he is wearing such an expensive suit and here I was wearing a blue sweater with jeans.

"Jungkook, do you have any business with Mr. Park?" He asked glancing at me.

"Actually, I can not tell. It's quite personal," I replied while gesturing through my hands too.

The door opens and Taehyung leading me the way, as I glance around the place. Everything screams luxurious, money and money.

"Mr. Park, he is here!" Taehyung knocks while informing.

"Come in," Taehyung opens the door wide for me, I gulp the lump forming on my throat for no reason. I walk inside the cabin, while Taehyung went to the other side sitting behind the transparent glass.

The cabin had a white couch, at the front of the desk, which is made of glass, shining with the reflection of the lights. It's opposite to the dark eyes staring at me.

"Take a seat," Mr. Park points to sit on the chair in front of him.

"Mr. Park, I—" he raised his hand,

"Kim, get me a coffee," Mr. Park said using a telecom.  Taehyung nods his head, walking out leaving us alone.

"Mr. Park, currently I don't have sufficient amount with me. Please give me some time, I'll pay it to you. " I crossed my fingers under the table, hoping for him to agree with me.

"Fine, I'll give you all the time," Mr. Park said smirking at me. I'm not liking it.

"Meanwhile, what would I get?" He continued making me confused.

"You are getting the time you need, I paid the bills for your father. What am I getting through this?" He asked as if he is at an utter loss here.

"I didn't ask for your help!" I said a matter of fact,

"But, my help will help for your father's treatment. " he retorted.

"I would have managed, myself just like all these days," I said anger flowing through me.

"Ok, then..." He leans back taking his phone and glances at me then looking back at his phone.

He keeps his phone on the table, putting it on speaker.

"Hello, XYZ hospital?"

Yes,

He looks at me, then continued,

"You have a patient called Jeon Jeong-wu?"

Let me check, sir...yes, we do have.

"Stop all the treatment now!"

I felt everything collapse around me. No, it can't happen. The treatment should continue, if not, something bad will happen.

Sir, the patient is going through a very dangerous disease. We can not stop.

"Just do as I say, I'm Park Jimin, one who gives the maximum donation to your hospital," he said zeroing his eyes with mine.

Si-sir, sorry...i-ill ask them right away.

"No! Don't stop the treatment. I'll do anything, just don't do anything to my father. He needs those medications. " I pleaded with my eyes burning with pain. I can not lose my father.

He smirks at my reply, some people know where to hit enough to make another person vulnerable. I clenched my fist,

"You heard him," with saying that he ended the call, smirking at me.

"So, let's get down to business. Jeon Jungkook, there are some papers, which needs your signature,"

"What signatures?" I wide my eyes, looking at the file, he pushed towards me.

"Read it," he gestures, folding his arms, I opened the file seeing the words written in bold Georgia.

...Marriage certificate....

Eh? Marriage? Who am I marrying? The name was in roman, making me angry.

...Park Jimin....

Of course, it's him! The arsehole sitting in front of me as if he owns the world.

"I'll never sign these!" I threw the papers to him, getting up while the chair screeching on the floor.

"I'll get your money by today!" I stated the fact and turned around leaving the cabin, not before he utters,

"You'll come back to me. "

"As if," I rolled my eyes, but, how will I get that? I will never sign them no matter what happens.

I'll shift father to some different hospital. Yeah, that will be better, so that at least I don't have to worry about his health and I can take care of this intruder.

I regret joining that restaurant, if not...these things wouldn't have happened. I didn't even know him before. The hell has happened to my peaceful life?

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Jimin's POV:

"When did you become a donator of my hospital? " Taehyung crossed his arms, he came here as soon as Jungkook left the cabin. 

"Since when did I own a hospital?" I rolled my eyes, sighing while leaning back and closing my eyes.

"You can't just ignore me! That boy must be scared now," Taehyung shook his head in disbelief.

"He didn't do as I said, " I said shrugging.

"I expect you, to know what you're doing!"  Taehyung grumbled walking back to his place.

"I know...I know what I want very well,"

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