Hidden Wife : Best Husband Chapter 425
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Dae Hyun looked at his wife's face, which looked gloomy and had been silent for a long time.
"What's the matter, honey? Are you regret that you turned him down?" Dae Hyun said, just guessing the feelings of his little wife.
"Park Soo Hyun will definitely hate me." Soo Yin said quietly with a downcast face.
"Believe me, he will definitely understand your decision. As time goes by, Park Soo Hyun will surely be able to accept everything." Dae Hyun rubbed Soo Yin's arm with one hand.
"What if he finds out if we have a relationship?" Soo Yin felt guilty because it seemed like Park Soo Hyun was devastated.
"Sooner or later in the end he will find out," said Dae Hyun.
Dae Hyun kept trying to calm his little wife while continuing to drive his car to a place. To cheer her up, Dae Hyun intended to take Soo Yin to a romantic place.
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Park Soo Hyun drove his car at high speed without a definite direction and purpose. His gaze did not focus on the road in front of him at all.
If he knew he would be rejected by the girl he loved so much, he thought it would be better if he didn't survive the accident. It turned out to be true that Soo Yin had a man she might love so much that tonight she turned him down.
Then what was all the attention for when he was in the hospital and couldn't walk. Park Soo Hyun thought it was one of the sincere concerns of a lover.
As for the man in the photo, Park Soo Hyun had already investigated and found out. They had been close since they were in middle school. But there was no special relationship whatsoever.
Now it was just a matter of finding out who actually took Soo Yin away. But not now, because his mind was in a mess.
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His heart was very hurt, as if there was a blunt sword that stabbed his chest repeatedly. Couldn't kill him but made the wound even more painful.
Park Soo Hyun drove his car until it hit the road divider and almost bounced if his feet didn't hit the brakes quickly.
He was forced to stop his car that was dented on the side of the road. Heartbreak had made him lose his mind.
"You really drive me crazy and I just want to die, Soo Yin!" Park Soo Hyun exclaimed as he hit the steering wheel. He lowered his head for a moment to catch his breath before continuing his journey again.
After 30 minutes of traveling around the streets of Seoul, Park Soo Hyun finally stopped his car at a bar. He needed something to calm his mind and forget everything even if only for a moment. Hopefully this was all just a dream that will never come true.
Once inside, Park Soo Hyun immediately ordered some wine from the waiter. His heart was already shattered into pieces by now. The girl he loved turned out to be just a lie. It turned out that the attention she showed while in the hospital was only a feeling of compassion, not love.
"Why don't you just kill me, Soo Yin?" Park Soo Hyun leaned his head on the sofa. Supported his body because he had a very heavy burden of fate.
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Soo Yin was already asleep on the way back to Pyeongchang-dong villa. They were currently still in the car because Dae Hyun had just stopped his car in front of the terrace.
Dae Hyun just sighed resignedly remembering his little wife who was very scared if Park Soo Hyun hated her.
The ringing of the phone snapped Dae Hyun out of his thoughts. It was his mother who called him.
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"What's the matter, Mom?" Dae Hyun asked. There was a sense of worry because her mother didn't usually call at nights like this. Something could have happened to Jo Yeon Ho.
"Dae Hyun, can't you ask someone to look for your brother's whereabouts?" Mrs. Park sounded really worried.
"Why?" Dae Hyun asked while massaging his temples.
Everyone knew that Dae Hyun was currently out of town. Chang Yuan had already arranged everything along with the travel documents. So, no one will suspect anything.
"Park Soo Hyun, until now he hasn't come home. He said he went to meet Soo Yin but until now he couldn't be contacted." Mrs. Park seemed traumatized by the accident that happened to Park Soo Hyun at that time.
"He's an adult so there's no need to worry. Maybe there's another reason why Park Soo Hyun doesn't come home," Dae Hyun said with a long sigh. His mother's worries were too much. But Dae Hyun became curious about where his brother really was so that until now he hadn't come home. There was no way that he'll be desperate.
"Anyway, mom doesn't care. If Park Soo Hyun doesn't come home tomorrow, you have to go back to Seoul to look for him," said Mrs. Park firmly.
"Alright, mom." Dae Hyun took a deep breath because his mother still considered Park Soo Hyun like Jo Yeon Ho who still had to be found if a few hours disappeared.
After turning off the phone, Dae Hyun called Chang Yuan to look for his brother's whereabouts. It didn't take long to find out. It turned out that Park Soo Hyun was at one of the bars.
"You two really like to spend time drinking when there's a problem." Dae Hyun squeaked in annoyance, one of his lips lifted upwards cursing his little wife and brother for having the same bad habit.
It was a good thing that Soo Yin didn't love his brother. If that happened, maybe when there was a slight problem they would get drunk together.
"Honey, don't get used to getting drunk again because it's not good for your body," Dae Hyun muttered while staring at his wife's face which was so peaceful while sleeping. It seemed that the anxiety he had felt earlier had started to dissipate.
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