"Does she know?" Mark Tuan asked with a smirk plastered on his face.

Park Chanyeol thought he should come to the hospital sooner than he was right now, looking how rude Mark Tuan would be acting up in front of him. This psycho guy who looks like he won't ever change after what he had done. If isn't they were at the public place, indeed he had beat the shit out of Mark for his shameless pride.

"Does Y/N know that she has been living with the one who actually ruining her marriage?"

Chanyeol widened his eyes with what he just heard. Mark crossed his legs and letting out a small laugh were really testing his anger more. Every word coming out from his mouth got him angrier when Mark decided to exposed his sin(s).

"Mr. Park Chanyeol who would do anything including letting out a rumor of JK Group's money laundering issue, teaming up with a supermodel, Jennie Kim and throwing off Jeon Jungkook into the prison just because he fell in love with his wife. The true colour of Park Chanyeol who not everyone got to know about."

The memories what they hold back from three years ago were drowning in his mind. He admitted every single word Mark spit on him were right. He was the one who planned it from the beginning; as soon as he knew Y/N would come back again to Korea and getting married with that bastard Jungkook.

But the plan wasn't going according to what he really wanted. Mark ran away with Y/N right after the divorce even though she already knows he's the one who ruined her marriage. He thought maybe if she did know everything, this was the right chance for Chanyeol to show up in front of her.

But who knows he's gonna lose for the second time because of Mark Tuan. For that, he had been holding grudges for so long with this man. Not added with what he did recently, Chanyeol might not know boundary any longer. He had let Mark sat too ease and for that this was the right time to take him down. Whatever it takes!

"Shut your damn mouth! If it isn't me, you wouldn't have Y/N by that time!" Park Chanyeol shouted before clutching his collar. "Remember, Mr. Tuan. Once this reach to her, I wouldn't stay still and you won't always be lucky."

Mark replied effortlessly before letting go the tight grip on his collar. "The rules are simple. Stop disturbing my family and let Y/N come to see her child. That would be enough for keeping your dirty job away from her."

He stepped back, "Is that all you got?" he crowed, smirking infuriatingly at him.

"Do you think you could win by taunting me like that? I see what you did there, coward, analyzing your next move. I heard your devil tongue maffling and wanna hear mine?"

He's gonna make the victory are his this time. He's not gonna let him fall with Mark's foolishness again.

"Just because you are a psychopath doesn't make you could run away from getting punishment. I will make sure your doctor won't be able to save you from the prison soon, Mr. Tuan. Your mental illness didn't seem to be an issue for Jisung to get away from you later on,"

He noticed Mark Tuan isn't talked too much like before. Well, not only him who been able to keep other secrets. He should see this one coming since all the violence he did was too clearly noticeable. Nobody won't become violent without a reason and now Park Chanyeol already found the answer. Mark Tuan is mentally sick.

Chanyeol said more, "And which would you rather live in? The fake prison where you think you are free everywhere but your mind, or the real prison where you spend each day in remorse? War is over no matter how far you keep going... You'll just be the dead end anyway."

He began to realize that you cannot even fight happily with a person that stands upon a different mental basis to yourself. It is not for him to judge another man's life. He doesn't care Mark Tuan is a psychopath, what he cares is when he started to put hands on her. That's when he thought everything needs to stop.

"Jisung is not going anywhere until I get to see his mother with my own eyes." Mark Tuan declared with his jaw rooted, glaring at Park Chanyeol. By then he realized it's not easy to take Mark down. He was too stubborn.

Park Chanyeol smirked, replying to his gaze. "And I will make sure by the time she comes to see him is going to be the last time you're gonna be here."

In this journey, he makes a promise to himself to not witness what his father done including violence against women. He loses his beloved mother because of monster his father chose to be. For that, he has tried every path and pushed on every door. Whoever he found he let them into his heart in full measure, let the love flow from him to them.

However, when it comes to Y/N, it's different. He sees who she really is. What he sees is beauty under damage, a spirit caged yet strong, life surging for liberty, boundless generosity at a cost to herself. She looks like his mother... stronger, beautiful, yet the same. He sees right to her core and he still loves her without reserve.

I know there are other lives for you and me, filled with the love we share. Yet this one is precious too. I want you to be my strength and let me be your comfort, Y/N. Let me...

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"I asked you to look after her wherever she goes! Is that too difficult for you to handle?" he ended up yelling to Wonwoo as soon as his feet stepped into the hospital lobby.

Sweat rolled down his skin in thick, salty beads. He could feel his heart throbbing inside his chest. His skin felt like it was roasting since he received news about Y/N went to the hospital this morning.

"I'm sorry, sir. I would take all the blame for that," Wonwoo admit his fault in acknowledgment and followed his grueling pace without further complaint anymore.

A few minutes later, Park Chanyeol reached the ward where it kept Jisung Tuan for almost a month now. He heard Mark's voice speaking in the room like he was having a conversation with someone. It must be Y/N.

"I'm sorry for everything," Mark apologized to her and nothing make Chanyeol mad more than his annoying voice which was so smart to act like he isn't the one who's guilty.

"What happened shouldn't have happened. I wish it would have been me that got the bullet so both of you won't suffer," Anger boil deep in his heart, as hot as lava when he heard those words coming out from Mark. The pressure of this raging sea of anger would force him to do things he shouldn't do.

His fists clenched, "Wonwoo, proceed what I told you yesterday."

"Yes, sir!" Wonwoo nodded before leaving him alone in front of the ward, still raging.

Mark deceives him whenever he wills. He saw this as a threat and Mark sees it as a game. He quickly stormed into the room and looked at Mark who dares enough to lay his hand on her face.

"Bastard! I told you not to touch her again!" his fist suddenly slammed into Mark's face hard for a couple of times. He wasn't thinking when he let out his boiling antipathy and swung his tight fist, too quick and potent, into Mark's defined jaw.

"I had warned you to never put your hands on her!" Blood pooled in his mouth as he gagged. They stumbled apart for a brief second to catch their breaths before diving back at each other, eyes narrowed in determination. He dodged his fist and came up with his own; for a brief instant.

"Stop getting into my nerves and get lost, you piece of shit!" There is blood on Chanyeol's knuckles and a bruise above Mark's right eye. He had never punched anyone before, so he was incredibly surprised at the pain that blazed up his arm; the impact like thousands of venomous blades piercing apart his clammed fist. It leads him to one conclusion: that it hurt.

He stepped back, drawing some breath. "I heard what you did and I raised my fists; now I saw what you want and it's war. You come for her; I stand in the way. You taunt her, threaten or come near and I will demolish you. I will show you every ounce of my power because I love her."

Chanyeol stood up, grabbing Y/N's hand before pulling her out from the room, leaving Mark laying down on the floor, in pain. She looked clueless with what she just witnessed.

"N-no, Chan. I have to take Jisung," she cried out loud.

"Stop running away and leave everyone who loves you here." Mark suddenly spoke, stopping both of them from leaving.

She surprisingly turned around and staring at Mark. "No, I wouldn't leave...but I feel like..."

"Feel like what?" Mark began to question her while trying to get up despite the pain he experienced right now.

"Feel like what, Y/N? Like you should leave? Like they'd be better off if you did?" Mark pushed her more. His chest was rising, his breath seemed to stutter in his lungs before he let it go, feeling the tension drain from his body.

"No one is better off if you leave," he said.

"Jungkook needs you."

Chanyeol knew he should've put an end to it. Mark was talking nonsense and what did he just said? That he would give up on her to Jeon Jungkook? After what he did? He wanted to punch him again but instead of doing such things, he just replied as if his jaw were wired shut.

"STOP MANIPULATING HER MIND!" he yelled.

"This isn't over, Y/N. I'll leave you now, but I'm watching. I will not let that bastard hurt you." He heard Mark shouting as soon as he reached out for the doorknob and went out from the room.

Chanyeol smirked after he heard what Mark said. "No, you're perfectly capable of doing that on your own. No need me to hurt you," he muttered under his breath while taking a quick glance on Y/N.

He tightened her arms under his grasp, pulling her away from that room.

"Let me go now!" she tried to loosen his tight clutch but he ignored her cries.

As soon as they reached the hospital lobby, he decided to let her go.

"I told you to wait, doesn't it?!" the bark of his voice even surprised her.

"I told you it's not the right time to see Jisung! Why you're so stubborn, Y/N? Mark could hurt you or do something even worse," He looked at her through wide red-rimmed eyes, his mouth slightly open and a glisten of snot above his cracked lips when he noticed she was about to cry. He realized that his words crashed out unchecked, unaltered and hurting her even more.

"Jisung is sick, Chan! How can I let him alone without his mother?" the gap grew between them.

"God, the only reason I'm not going to kill Mark for this is because I know it would only upset you more. Do you know about that? And I already promised you that I will keep an eye on Jisung. Why you won't trust me?"

His second voice was urging him to stop, but this was an explosion in progress, no reverse gear, no dampeners.

"I-I-I-" she stuttered when Chanyeol ended up raising his voice to her. People nearby was looking at them curiously but he doesn't care anymore.

"I told you I would do anything for you. Anything. I wish you could have known what have made me loving you." His eyes shifted to the side again and became glazed with a glassy layer of tears. He dug a hand into his pocket, feeling hopeless.

"You don't want to love me," she slowly replied while looking down.

Behind the masked smile he always wears on his face, there is sadness. Sadness. Something he never understood. Why be sad of something which has already happened? He feels like he is drowning and there is no hope of being saved.

"No. You don't get to tell me how I feel. You can't invalidate my feelings. You don't get to do that." He ran his hands through his hair, feeling mad.

"You know what your problem is?" he asked. Y/N turned to look at him. She holds still, staring at Chanyeol, eyes locked right on his.

"You'll never feel loved if you don't open yourself up to love. And you will only open yourself up to love if you feel that you deserve love. Which is ironic," he said.

"Since I'm the one who feels like I don't deserve to love you." Her eyes then looked away, which refused to meet him, had the defensive coldness of those who are determined to lose hope.

"All I ever want is for you to give a damn about how I feel, demonstrate you care. Y/N, I know you have these ideas about me, and the hurtful part that I lied about Jungkook. The truth is my thoughts are a strange ocean to you. Should I speak of them I see the wandering begin in your eyes, your thoughts you guard, hardly ever letting an unconsidered word escape your lips - and this you think of as self-control. In a way it is, but the effect is to leave me on the outside, rarely granting me a glimpse of where your emotions really lie. I don't know who caused you to hide it, Jungkook, Mark or even if it is me, but I need you to hold that door open more often. Even if you haven't any interest to get to know me, perhaps I could at least know you better."

Chanyeol's words fall out of his mouth like vapor yet he feels his insides tear, his eyes remain cold. He must love her, he has for so many years, and to be honest he thought he's the only one that ever has, without even hurting her. Slowly, he began to take a step back.

Y/N spoke with her head to the ground, "One day you'll hate me."

Chanyeol stopped like he'd taken a bullet to the guts.

"Why would you say such a thing? I love you, Y/N. I can't live without you."

She raised her eyes to meet his, so he would know she wasn't messing. She wept, tears streaming from her eyes, and heaving sobs tearing from her throat, and still she did not look away.

"C'mon Chan. You knew it well enough. That's what Jungkook and Mark did before too. That's what men do. You love it too hard and you left like it's not a big deal," she said as a pair of tears raced down her cheeks.

Now, Chanyeol understands why he got rejected twice. She was heartbroken and her pain was too deep, there's no one could heal her. This isn't about Jungkook or her children. She simply shut her heart close because she doesn't want the same mistake happens again.

"I'm a stupid woman, Chan and I had enough with all these problems. I don't care if people think that I'm a whore. I have two kids from two different men. It's fine with me if Jungkook hates me on what I did to him before. I totally deserve it. Eva is in the better place with her father, I'm glad she is. But I can't let Jisung with his father, knowing that Mark could hurt him. I only have him now."

She wiped the tears pouring from her eyes away from her cheeks. As soon as she had cleared her tears away, a fresh torrent burst forth. Her body was wracked with great sobs and she shook like a leaf. Chanyeol pulled her to his chest where she stayed until her crying subsided. When she finally looked at him, her beautiful eyes were swollen and sore.

"Y/N, I was there when you feel like the rest of the world ignored you. I know you, the real one inside, not the one you show the world. You're beautiful."

Chanyeol held her gaze, "I love you and that will never change. You are human like the rest of us and you make mistakes. You will continue to make them too, as I do. But what's so special about you is that you own them, feel the hurt and force the pain to make you better." Y/N's sobs had ebbed to a trickle and she took Chanyeol's hand. He gave it a gentle squeeze and they were staring at each other eyes for a moment.

As he thought maybe Y/N finally opened up her heart, he heard ringtone from someone's phone. Y/N suddenly reached out for her handbag and pulling out her phone. Not long after she makes sure what she got, her expression changed. Chanyeol widened his eyes, looking how bad she was shaking right now.

"Y/N! Y/N! Are you okay?" he shook her body when he saw her almost passing out.

"C-Chan... Mark..." she gave him her phone.

Chanyeol frowned before taking her phone on the floor and read the message.

You don't think I could bring myself to mark your lovely skin? I'll take my knife to you, if that's the case. I'll carve my name in your breast so that every beat of your heart will remind you that you are mine-and mine alone. Because blood is binding, and because I would rather see you destroyed than see you free or in the possession of another, so I suggest you not try me, or you will suffer as no earthly creature has. Only me who can own you!

Her shoulders shaking with grief before kneeling down to the floor. Then his eyes rest to the hospital main door where he noticed Wonwoo just arrived. He gave a sign to check up his phone.

The hacker just makes the first move, sir.

Chanyeol ran his hand through his hair three times. He opens his lips in his devil smile, "I told you Mark is a monster. He was all crying over you a moment ago and now he threatens to kill you? He's a psycho, Y/N and he might kill Jisung if he doesn't get you."

She bit her lip tightly in an attempt to hide any sound that wanted to escape from her mouth making his heart sank.

Her lower lip quivered as words slowly made their way out of her mouth. "He..." She began, yet what followed was engulfed in the tremors.

"Just report him to the police, Y/N. Tell them everything that he had done to you, Eva and Jisung. He couldn't run away from that."

"Do you think this is easy? I can't make Jisung's father as a criminal. It could ruin my son's future, Chan."

Her eyes were red and staring at him. Chanyeol released a sigh. He wonders what kind of history would look like if they had all understood their feelings better and could be honest with themselves. A huge part of the solution lies in the understanding of the way we feel, what triggers negative thoughts and how we avoid acting on them. What is the good of understanding the universe if we fail to understand ourselves?

If Y/N doesn't want to report Mark to the police, then the only person who could do it is him. It's Park Chanyeol.

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So, he was unfaithful to her. Piling reproach after reproach upon himself, he added brutality to his adultery. And this was the beginning of the end. She was more than maddened: but he began to grow silent, unresponsive, as if he did not hear her. He only smiled carelessly now, and asked her what she wanted. She had asked for all she got.

"I do not send those messages to Y/N!" Chanyeol watched Mark been questioned by a detective from the invisible glass window. He would be laughing inside looking how mad Mark Tuan right now, denying everything.