Secret Wife Of Chairman Park

eps 25 (gk thu title what )

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1 WEEK LATER

The wind blew away the leaves that fell from the tree. Waves in the ocean hit hard rocks on the beach oscillating whatever is in it. The blue sky turned gray in that day, becoming overcast and the sun turned moody. Soon after, the rain drenched the entire city. The birds also fly lower against the wind and against the piercing rain that hurts on the body.

In the torrential rain that day, a man with a black umbrella in his hand crouched on one of the gravestones of the many ranks of graves. The tomb looks new and the headstone is still shiny even though it is wet with rain water. It can also be marked by the soil that is still red that has not been covered by grass.

His hands were unceasingly stroking the marble-coated tombstone before him. The man was crying, his crying was so deep and meaningful. Her crying was so heartbreaking. His cry was filled with all the feelings that represented the heart. Her cries represent every heart.

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Ranging between a few meters from the man's position, a shiny black Maserati Ghibli stopped abruptly. Out of the car came a woman with a long dress and hair that was let loose in the wind. Without thinking anything, the woman ran through the rain down the graveyard. The clothes he wore were mixed with the color of the clay he was wearing, but it did not seem that he was concerned about.

Once behind the man who was crouching on a headstone while crying, he immediately pulled the man into his arms suddenly. And hugged him tightly. Real tight.

"HE HAS FORGIVEN YOU!!" A stern and stinging crack came out from the tiny mouth of the woman.

The rain heaved and the sky rumbled and lightning flashed as if photographing the miserable moment of the day. The man dropped the black umbrella that was previously in his hands to protect them. It felt as if the body was weakening when it heard the sobbing for the sake of the sobbing that came out of the mouth of the woman who was hugging him. The crying explained that he was more unwilling than he was.

"I'm sorry... " Switch the man and tighten their embrace.

"I've forgiven you before you even apologized, Jimin-ah." The woman said and pulled the man out of her arms, then invited him to leave.

"I can't leave my son, he needs me. He needs us, Luna." Jimin refuses to go and chooses to stay there, under the rush of rain and sitting next to a black marble headstone.

Hearing that, Laluna just sobbed and hurt her heart. He knew, although this was not a mistake that Jimin intentionally did, but surely the man felt very guilty. Even so, she did not want her husband to continue to dissolve in grief. He wanted the man to learn to hide. Laluna turned around, faced her husband and held both of the man's shoulders.

"Listen to me. It's not your fault, honey. It's also my carelessness, it's my fault that has forced you. But we better not bring that up again. I'm sure, with his departure we'll learn a lot from this. I know it hurts a lot, but we have to give up our son, Jimin-ah. Let him rest in peace, dear."

He said with tears flowing along with rain that rained down on both of them. She hugged her husband again and took him to follow her to the car. Finally his persuasion succeeded in bringing the man and to recant the departure of their first son who left due to the carelessness of his parents.

The headstone was now silent, very silent. Only a speck of rain fell on it and hit the petals of the flowers that were still fresh and arranged on the tomb. Also a black umbrella left by the father to protect his son's headstone from rain stubs.

Now, the headstone that says the name "Park Yoo-Joon" is only a name on the headstone. The name has never been officially written in the Park family statement. A name that has not really been born into this world. Names that are just names, never tangible, or even shaped. A name that exists only to be read, not to be seen or heard the voice or the form of that name. A name that is truly a name.

Gloriously

"Park Yoo - Joon"

Birth: (-)

Age: 06 Months (content)

Father: Park Jimin

Mother: Mrs. Park (Laluna Charoll Rawless)

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From the outside, there are several luxury cars parked in the yard. Describe how crowded the house is now. Because Jimin who still can not drive, after the grave Laluna who continue to drive to their home. After bringing the car into the garage, even though it seemed weak but he still insisted on getting his husband who was shivering cold and he brought it inside.

As they guessed, inside there were already Jimin's friends as well as some of Jimin's office friends. There are the Rawless family and the Park family as well as close relatives of both parties.

He walked closer to the people who had gathered in a room to just say hello and then changed his clothes in the room. However, just about to hug Lalisa, the first person to be held, suddenly his knee weakened and he fell into the little embrace of his friend.

Because of the sudden arrival, everyone stood up to reach him even though they realized they were far from his position at the time. "Laluna! What was? Are you all right?" Ask Lalisa and follow Jungkook.

As the doctor who handled Laluna all this time, both of them had already guessed what was going on with Laluna at that time. Seeing that, Lalisa and Jungkook immediately drove Laluna towards the temporary room she occupied on the ground floor.

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"Jimin, you have to tell us everything about this scar. It's only fitting that Laluna is so pressing on you, there's no way that you get involved with my b4 hant4m every day like those rogue students out there." Namjoon almost dropped the glass he was going to give to Jimin before the man (Jimin) picked him up.

"I'll tell Laluna later." Jimin and they came out of the room.

As soon as he arrived at the hall where the people were gathered at that time, he was immediately greeted by his parents and in-laws with a hug while apologizing. Because too lazy to respond to the attitude of those who can not be trusted anymore, Jimin immediately sat down and started a conversation with his friends. While the parents decided to leave because they were aware of their mistakes that could not be forgiven anymore.

"Your wife is beautiful, Jimin-shi. If only his face had been caught by the media since he first arrived in Korea. Booms!! Must've blown up the Fashion magazines." Said a man Jimin knew as his co-worker.

Today, that's how it was. Nothing special, nothing memorable. And even today, there are still many secrets that have not been revealed in the big house. A secret no one will know unless they follow the path to the end.

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The clock on the wall shows the number ten, a sign that a few more hours will enter late at night. In a large grand house that was crowded and boisterous, now there is silence and quiet as well as sadness that still covers the residence. The house looks so gloomy.

Jimin and Laluna, both still lying in blankets and hugging each other, hinted at how longed and guilty they were for the departed baby. Since this afternoon, they had not stretched the hug in the slightest.

"Luna, there's something I want to tell you." Jimin said and looked at his wife.

Laluna sat up from her sleep and joked on the cot, a sign that she was ready to hear the story from her husband. Jimin sat down and aligned his position with Laluna.

"Look, this is the big story I've been hiding all along. This is the answer you want to hear to your question." Jimin started the conversation.

"Actually... "

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Not accidentally Cici hanging crtinya ya🥲

You see if Cici send text next ga look again. Rich to you gtu, sorry..

He did not intentionally hang it.

Klo I lnjut ticking down, ntar on empty up his😭🥲

Maapin deeh's..