I wake up when cold air brushes past me, sending a wave of electricity in my body. Opening my eyes, I adjust to the light and observe my surroundings.

"Shit" I curse under my breath as soon as I realize I fell asleep on the balcony while talking to Emma.

I look at my phone and rush to put it on charge as it is switched off now.

I go to the bathroom to do my morning routine and take a warm bath. "Aachhuu..." I sneeze, "Fuck," I curse at myself as now I've caught a cold.

I see the time, 5:00 am, I quickly finish my morning routine without caring about my cold or my health.

Jungkook is more important than my health and I've to make breakfast for him so that we both can eat together, that's the only time that we spend together and I don't wanna miss that.

Also I have to meet Emma today and talk to her about the problems I'm facing. I know she'll help me, I blindly trust her and same goes with her.

We never give bad advice to each other, that's why we both are each other's best friends for so long.

I quickly come downstairs, "Good morning.", I greet the maids and the servants.

"Good morning Mrs. Jeon." I nod and go to the kitchen to make for him a good and perfect breakfast.

At his usual time, Jungkook comes downstairs and sits on a chair, "Good morning Kook."

I greet him with a smile, even though after what he did yesterday, I shouldn't even talk to him, but it's okay I understand, he is cold and rude for his own reasons.

"Morning", he replies without even glancing at me.

We both sit in front of each other to eat our breakfast which I made, as expected, neither he looks at me nor says any single single word.

My head is paining so badly, I feel like passing out any second due to the cold. "Aacchuu!", now this is the third time I have sneezed In front of him.

He shifts his gaze from his file towards me and then focus on my nose, I know it's red so I quickly cover it with my hand.

He was about to say something after looking at my plate of breakfast, which is totally untouched by me, when I suddenly cut him off in between by quickly standing up and running upstairs to my room after uttering, "I'm going back to my room."

Twisting the door knob of my room, I enter inside and lay flat on my bed unable to stop myself from groaning because of the growing pain in my head.

Fever must be taking over me now. I open the drawer of the nightstand and take out a painkiller. Gulping it down, I rest my head on the headboard and decide to take a half hour nap.

After waking up, I heave a sigh of relief, feeling better and quickly rush to the closet to change clothes.

Getting all ready to go out to meet Emma, I come downstairs just to witness Jungkook sitting on the couch while going through his business related files. Not speaking a word, I start heading towards the entrance.

"And where do you think you're going?" he asks coldly, making me stop in my tracks, I gulp and turn around.

He puts his files aside and stands up. "Yo-ou didn't le-leave yet?" I ask him instead, to avoid his question as I really don't want to tell him where and why I'm going.

He starts taking slow steps in my direction as I start backing away, I still haven't forgotten last night's incident yet.

"You can't ask me where or why I'm going...." I immediately say and gulp seeing his yet again an emotionless face. "It-it says so in the con-contract." I add, he looks down at my lips and then looks away.

"Yeah right" He says and runs his fingers through his hair in frustration. Not even a minute passes when he throws the glass polished expensive Chinese flower vase, placed beside me, on the ground which instantly shatters into pieces.

Flinching hard at his sudden outburst, I close my eyes tightly and cover my ears with both my hands as the sound of broken glass lingers inside my head.

"LEAVE!!" He shouts with all his mighty without looking at me. I can clearly see that he isn't in his right state of mind and my mom has always taught me.

"When a man gets angry for no reason, he isn't angry at you but at himself as he lacks comfort. He needs love and care but can't ask for it himself."

Without wasting a second and forgetting all about the contract or deal between us, I take a deep breath and stand in front of him.

He looks at me but before he could process anything, I take him into my embrace. He freezes on his spot, and I can hear his increased heartbeat.

I smile and place my one hand on his chest, slowly patting on it to make him feel relaxed and comforted.

I don't know much about all these things, but one thing I'm sure of, is that it makes any man feel relaxed. He doesn't react to my actions and goes totally silent.

It feels heavenly in his arms, I can even die in his arms gladly without any regrets. Just him and I.

"Relax." I whisper and pull away because I know once he comes back to his senses, he's gonna push me away harshly and I don't want that to happen.

"Don't be angry, please. I-I feel sc-scared." I let out my feelings and that's when my phone rings, it was Emma's. "Yeah, I'm coming." I inform her and end the call.

I take my purse placed on the couch. "Clean this mess please." I ask one of the maids and kiss his cheeks before running away. My heartbeat is now out of control.

"Oh god! Why did I have to do that? How will I face him now?" I question myself and touch my burning hot cheeks which are all red due to the embarrassment.

"You know now I'm feeling so bad for you Y/n, I regret asking you to agree to this marriage." Emma states, I look down, "He doesn't abuse me or something like that but he just says some harsh words which pierces my heart... It-it breaks me Emma" I express while holding back my tears.

"I can call this emotional abuse" y/n adds.

"I can understand Y/n... I do." She says while patting my shoulder, "but I wanna change him, Emma" I state making her nod.

"I know you can.", she reassures me, "but I still don't know who that girl was." I say, sipping on my coffee. She thinks for a while.

"Ajumma also didn't tell you anything, right?" I nod, "Yeah but I know they all are hiding something from me, she just said that she doesn't know, even though I'm sure she does." I reply.

"Do you know anyone who can help us?" she interrogates, I think before starting, "Umm n- wait!! There was someone at my wedding who might help me. What was his name?"

I try remembering his name, "Who was he?" Emma asks curiously, "Park Min- no, Park Jim- yeah, PARK JIMIN!" I finally recall.

"By his face, it can be said that he can help me, he looks a bit perverted but trust me, I can feel he is kind." I comment, she nods.

"There is someone else too." I looked at her being perplexed. "Min Yoongi, the powerful business tycoon." She reminds me. "Yeah I know him, he is a good friend of Namjoon, so he usually visits our house." I inform her.

"But I don't want anyone to know about this." I get worried, "We'll ask him not to say a word about this to Namjoon or Seokjin." She utters, "Yeah that's okay but the main problem is how to reach that Park Jimin? I don't have his contact." I said.

"Steal it from Jungkook's phone." she declares and shrugs like it's the easiest task to do in the whole world, I widen my eyes.

"Are you a fool? He will cut me into pieces alive" I tense up by only thinking this and shake my head indicating a no.

"Okay then, another option is to go to his office building and talk to him directly." She suggests, now this makes sense.

"Yeah this is better but, first I gotta find his info"