SPOILED WIFE PRESDIR JEON

SPOILED WIFE PRESDIR JEON
Ep. 01



⁇ ️ SPELLS PRESDIR JEONE️


Description: Jeon Jungkook - Lee Y/n - Others


Genre: Romance - Conflict - Marriage Life


Part 01 — Sneaky Women


Jeon Jungkook, Chairman of a fairly large company called 'Jeon Frans Group', a legacy company from his late mother. At the age of 26 he was married, and the marriage had been going on for four years. Perhaps due to fate, he still did not have a child. He kept a secret, related to the crime that always made him have nightmares and fears.


Lee Y/n, a 22-year-old girl who has a beautiful face and looks so innocent, the wife of Jungkook. He got married at the age of 18, just after he graduated High School. Not continuing the study on the grounds of wanting to focus more on taking care of the husband, but even Jungkook who seemed to take care of it due to his effective attitude. But behind his innocent face and potent attitude, he kept a big secret and also had a very cunning attitude in getting rid of his opponent.


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“Pak, this is the file you asked for,” said the high body postured Male Secretary while putting a file.


The man with the nameplate 'Jeon Jungkook' located above his desk, took the file given by his Secretary.


“Thank you, Jay.”


Jay nodded. “Sama-sama. Then excuse me, sir,”.


“Wait,” hold Jungkook made Jay stop his steps. “Where is my wife?” tanyakanya.


“I just saw Madam Y/n enter in the HRD.” Room


Jungkook frowned. “HRD? What's he doing there?” muttered.


“You can go,” Jungkook told Jay. Jay immediately bowed respectfully then walked towards the exit.


“Something went wrong,” murmured again.


It is no secret that his wife does not like her HRD Staff named Hana, and vice versa. In fact, Y/n had several times told Jungkook to fire him.


Not wanting to take a headache, Jungkook immediately stood up to fix his suit and then moved from his room to the HRD Room.


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“Why do you like looking for trouble with me?” ask Hana wonder. Because after entering this company, Y/n is always looking for opportunities to provoke his emotions.


“I will keep bothering you until you resign from this company,” said Y/n casually while leaning on the edge of the table.


Hana breathed an annoyed sigh. “But why? What's reason?”


Y/n walked up to Hana. “Do you know that your boss, Jeon Jungkook, is my husband? You think I'm bod0h? Before you got into this company, I already knew of your intention to grab my husband's attention. I'm selfish, I don't like having to share the attention of something that's already mine.”


Hana looked shocked. How does Y/n know? Even though he had tried not to show too much of the things he did to steal the attention of his handsome boss.


“I give you a choice. Resign .. or I'll get you fired from here. You tau? It's not hard for me to get rid of you ... Basic Jal4ng si4lan!”


Plaque!


“Jaga what you said, B1tch!!”


Y/n's face turned to the right as soon as Hana slapped 4r on her left cheek. Slightly sore, even the corners of his lips slightly slumped 4 and his cheeks were reddened.


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As he was about to reply, the sound of footsteps approaching made him stop his intentions. Y/n looked at Hana while smiling sideways. Hana who saw that frowned. What is this G1la woman planning?


Cklek!


“Please don't puk*l me again. It's painful,” shriek Y/n.


Right after the door was opened, Y/n immediately sat curled up on the floor. Her tears were dripping, with a slow stuffing that followed her drama.


“KAU!!” furious Hana.


“Y/N!!” Shouted Jungkook. The man walked quickly towards his wife and checked her condition.


Jungkook stared at taj4m towards Hana. “What did you do to my wife?”


“P-Pak, this—”


“Sick, Jung,” Y/n stared at Jungkook who was still busy intimidating Hana. Hearing the shrillness of his wife, Jungkook averted his eyes.


“Where is sick, dear? Tell me,” he said gently, rubbing the wet Y/n Cheek, but his mouth stopped when he saw the cheek was reddened and the corner of his lips was slumped 4.


Jungkook's jaw hardened looking at his wife cuckold4. He did not even dare to make his wife cry because of his actions, other than crying happily. Never once did he flinch let alone play a hand. But now? How dare someone hug4i his wife.


“What did he do to you? He hit4rmu,”


Y/n looked up, looking timidly at Hana who was starting to frown before nodding slowly. “I am afraid, Jung,” he said, with his tears coming back.


“Sstttt ... No cry. I'll take care of it,” she said, staring unfriendlylyly at Hana and walking out of the room.


“But, Sir. It's not what you see. She lies. Dia—”


“Shut up!! Before I rob3k your mouth,” he said then cradled in front of the tiny body Y/n.


Feeling safe, Y/n immediately stopped her crying. One corner of his lips lifted up forming a slanted smile. He raised his middle finger towards Hana.


Hana who saw that grew furious. “Si4l!! That cunning woman,”


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