About You: Love & Sacrifice

Anxiety That Controls Your Heart

Hyejin slammed her phone into bed violently. His jaw hardened with a curse that could not be dammed again if he remembered all Jihoon's theatrics when he passed it. Hyejin never thought about why Jihoon could keep a secret about observation and went with Younha—just the two of them! Hyejin really couldn't calm down after June told her then Jihoon's explanation just now was that she had indeed left with that damn Kim Younha!

How could Hyejin think straight? Maybe they'll have fun, get drunk, and spend the night together. Hyejin chuckled madly at the thought of that. Did Jihoon intentionally plan this? Or even that ja*ang Younha who teased Jihoon?

Hyejin slammed all the items on the buffet onto the floor until they splattered and broke even a few small mirror fragments injuring her palm. Then his tremor hand pulled a small drawer beside him to take some tranquilizers and gulp down three tablets. Suppressing her tense nervous nerves.

"So the reason you don't want to come with me to Japan is because it's Mas?!" Hyejin punched the dresser with jaws clenched furiously. "Do you think I can't get out of control? Do you think I can't get rid of parasites like him. You will regret it after this Mas Jihoon!"

Hyejin came out of the room, wanting to gulp down a glass of water as her throat was dry as well as wiping her injured palm.

Dding up! Ddong!

The sound of the house bell rang and it made Hyejin even more cursed. I don't know if his heart is out of shape right now. With a slight dragging step, the woman approached the door and opened it slowly and was stung to know who was coming.

"Sir Woojin?"

"My sweet little sister's night." The man pinched playing with Hyejin's nose. "Why? Shocked brother here?"

"That's it." Hyejin chuckled slightly, hiding her palm from the cousin. "Sister, but mama happens to have an event outside."

Hyejin opened the door wider, allowing the brown-haired man to pass through and lay down on the living room couch while Hyejin went straight to the kitchen to prepare a drink.

"Why are you in Japan?" Ask Hyejin from the kitchen counter. "Oh, it must be business, right? No way my brother would be willing to relax. Sis Woojin tuh is difficult if invited refreshing, from the first work kept his mind."

"Yes, it's also a hobby." Woojin laughed lightly, starting to open his laptop.

Hyejin carried a tray of two cups of tea and placed it on the table and invited the man to drink. Woojin accidentally saw Hyejin's injured hand had been covered in plaster, her forehead shriveling with worry.

"Eh, that's why your hand hurt?" His arm pointed at the brother's hand that was trying to hide.

"Ngga anything sister. Just a small wound."

"Here let me see." Woojin pulls Hyejin's hand. "The long gini wound. This why the hell? You're breaking up dalem gini's cutout."

Hyejin did not answer.

"To yuk hospital. If only gini could be infected!" Woojin looked at the wound on Hyejin's hand and frowned as if he knew something when he saw the wound turn blue even though the blood was still fresh. "You're taking pain medication? Why did the wound turn blue? I think it's a new wound." The man looked at Hyejin closely. "What kind of drugs do you take deck?"

"What medicine does brother mean?" Hyejin asked pura not understanding. "Maybe it's because it's cold so the wound turns blue quickly."

Hyejin pulled her hand quickly. "Sir Woojin is very attentive. I wonder who the woman who's gonna get sister later."

"Sister also did not want this little brother sister already want to marry me." Candanya. "Are you sure it's the same Jihoon?"

Hyejin nodded. "Of course, we've been together a long time. It's time to get married."

"Sister can only wish you all the best. Although I'm not too clop with Jihoon, but as long as you're happy brother will also be happy."

"Not rest yet." Instead Hyejin turned on her sister's laptop. "It's free to come here if you just want to continue working. Go home if that's it."

Seeing the younger brother like that, Woojin even laughs witty—pick his cousin's hair sulking then splits himself on the sofa.

Hyejin tidied up her brother's briefcase and suit, which were lying around before returning to the room. After making sure Woojin sleeps, Hyejin closes the door of the room cleanly and then takes care of the shards of goods that he threw himself earlier. With a smile that was difficult to interpret, the woman was a little worried that her brother would be disappointed if he found out he was using the garbage medicine.

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Jihoon bit his fingers agitatedly while continuing to stare at the wall clock that kept turning. His mind was struggling with two things, his conversation with Hyejin on the phone and Younha's presence in the bathroom.

Maybe the problem with Hyejin can be solved with a subtle talk and a little seduction although it may also be difficult. But Younha—not the shocking thing they did a few hours ago that bothered Jihoon's mind but rather the worry of a disturbance that Younha suffered. Several times Jihoon also knocked on the bathroom door to apologize and told Younha to come out but there was no response.

Time shows two early hours. Counted seven hours after Younha entered the bathroom until now.

The sound of the door opening was heard by Jihoon from the balcony of the tenth-floor hotel. With a quick step Jihoon approached Younha who had just come out.

"Are you okay?" Jihoon asked worriedly, holding onto both of Younha's shoulders and scanning the body wrapped in the hotel Bathrobe with a frown. "Why not say when I call?"

Younha breathed a deep breath while removing the hand from her body. "Why indeed?"

"Why?!" Jihoon let out a frustrated sigh. "You're worrying me."

"Don't brag anymore. Sleep while the night is long." Younha looked at the wall clock and stung himself and then looked at Jihoon with impetus. "J-Hour two in the morning?"

"You fell asleep while soaking?" Asked the man and innocently Younha shook her head. "Younha, you soak seven hours—your skin to pale like this. Your anxiety recurs again Younha-ya, I'm sorry."

Younha flickered in confusion, especially when Jihoon took both of his hands and saw his fingers wrinkled for too long in the water. Younha did not understand, did time on earth so quickly pass? He felt like he was only taking thirty minutes.

"We'll see the doctor tomorrow." Jihoon rubbed Younha's fingers. "You have to endure."

"Here you go, this isn't important." Younha pulled her hand towards the bed and pretended to make a pillow. He did not even feel that in his right hand he was still holding a bottle of shampoo. Then Jihoon approached and took it. Younha blinked more and more clueless, his mind dazed for a moment.

"What are you thinking?" Jihoon said softly. "Don't leave your mind blank for now, tell me what you want to say."

"I don't know."

"Tell me whatever comes to your mind Younha. Whatever it is." Jihoon grabbed Younha's hand, rubbing it to give warmth.

"I don't know."

"Younha, stay awake and look me in the eye. You can get through this so say slowly, hm?" Jihoon tried to bring Younha out of the daze due to the anxiety disorder. However Younha's bead only moved uneasily and it made Jihoon even more afraid.

"I just hope you and Hyejin are always happy—may you have a good life later." Younha whispered with trembling lips. "I just hope Yeonjun and Seojun aren't lonely without their father by their side. You remain a good father as you said when Yeonjun was still in the womb. They are my only happiness and my only hope is for them. I'm not wrong if I feel that way?"

Hearing the heartbreaking words of his ex-wife, Jihoon immediately hugged Younha and felt the body tremble with cold. Jihoon's embrace tightened up with him apologizing because all his mistakes made Younha suffer.

With her eyes already flooded, Younha took off Jihoon's gentle embrace. Her gaze was still absentminded, but Younha wiped the water on her cheek and said softly,

"What's going on? Why am I crying?"

Jihoon grabbed Younha's body back, hugging her tighter and tighter. Saying a thousand apologies that may never be accepted by Younha's broken heart.

"I'm sorry, Younha-ya."

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