The Ultimate Soulmate's

I Don't Care Anything More

"What's this about? Sungjin up! Yonah! Yongju! and Daehyun! What the fuck is this all!?" ask my father who just arrived home after our servant told us about the mess that happened here. How surprised, my appa saw the condition of the house that was in a mess and the view in front of him. His best friend and his boss was pointing a gun at his prospective iron. While the iron candidate was stepping on the feet of his nephew who was fighting for a sword with his future son-in-law.

"Sungjin, put that gun down and explain what's going on in my house!" said my appa slowly, after adjusting her breath, trying to calm down. The person asked, lowered his gun, but a split second later, he pointed it at Daehyun instead. "Seojun, grab that sword!" lord Jeon said to the eldest son who stood at the end of the top rung. Seojun immediately obeyed his appa and rushed down the stairs and snatched the sword that Yongju and Daehyun touched at each end.

"Now, explain what happened!" mr. Jeon continued, but before Seojun opened his mouth, Junghwa first interrupted from the second floor. "Oppa, let me explain!" he said, straight down to the first floor. I who had been sitting limp when I saw Yongju jump from the second floor while carrying a sword in his hand, tried to get up after hearing my appa sound. Hyunwo who was standing not far from me, helped me stand up.

"You can't guess what your chosen daughter-in-law has done! I myself was even surprised to find out," said Junghwa impatiently revealing Daehyun's actions, even before his feet had finished descending the stairs. Grab! Daehyun blocked Junghwa's hand as the boy passed him at the end of the stairs. "Close your mouth! Don't you dare mess with me!" threaten Daehyun with a soft voice while staring at Junghwa. "Alright, Junghwa! No need to talk too much!" sela Yongju who had stood up while returning Daehyun's gaze.

"Cancel their engagement!" yongju immediately turned his eyes to my appa who looked increasingly confused. "Indeed, who are you in this family, to speak like this!" sahut eomma Daehyun who just arrived with my eomma, did not accept. "Yongju! What else are you doing this time, huh!" said my eomma furiously. Seeing this mess, my eomma immediately came to the conclusion that it was his niece who returned, as usual, although it was true that her nephew had started it.

"Teaching him! What else?" sahut Yongju swag while moving his head towards Daehyun lazily. "Yongju!" snapped eomma. "Aunt Lee, listen to me first! It's not Yongju hyung who's wrong! It's all because of him!" sela Junghwa pointed at Daehyun's face. "Let go of my hand!" he continued, striking his hand which was blocked by Daehyun. "Junghwa, quiet! Let the bastard himself tell his parents, what he's done!" sela Yongju is cold.

"Actually, what are you talking about! Daehyun, tell me now, what do they mean!" said Mr. Kim who was curious. But the son was silent, not daring to open his mouth. She did keep Sooyun's pregnancy a secret because she wanted to make Sooyun miscarry and save her marriage plan with me, but this mess happened before her plan succeeded.

"I want to cancel this engagement!" I said steadily as I walked past the flabbergasted Daehyun hearing it straight from my mouth. Daehyun immediately rushed after me, "I disagree!" he said loudly while catching my hand. "Let go! Don't touch me, don't even put your hands on me!" I said very coldly while stomping my hands violently. "Agree it or not, I still don't want to marry you!" I continued walking towards Yongju. Ever since, I was worried about the blood that was soaking Yongju's face. When I arrived in front of my oppa, I wiped his face with a tissue that I had brought from the second floor, without saying anything. The face that was originally a fierce expression, suddenly turned soft in front of me.

"Hana, give me the reason!" said my appa firmly, but still tried to be gentle with me. My hand that wiped Yongju's face, suddenly trembled. I don't think I can answer that because that's the reason my tears are falling right now. Realizing my reaction, Yongju grasped my hand wiping his face. "Because Hana doesn't want to marry a man who's already impregnated another girl!" yongju said clearly, representing me to answer him. All eyes turned to look at Daehyun with a surprised look. "Min Yongju!" yelled Daehyun loudly with both of his hands clenching strongly. "What, huh!" yongju also loudly. "Why? You want to deny it? Hey, Kim Daehyun, you might end up in a coffin, if you keep playing stupid like that! I wonder how many girls you've hamili!" yongju sarcas.

"Yongju! What did you say, huh? Stop making trouble! Do you want to defame you in public by slandering Daehyun, huh?" my eomma said, still distrusting Yongju. Eomma walked furiously towards me and Yongju. "What's? Me? This motherfucker's the one who's making trouble, not me!" yongju protest loudly. Eomma's hand moved towards Yongju's face, intending to slap him in the face. But I saw it, instantly blocking my eomma hand. "Hana, you!" eomma said she looked at me in disbelief. "Don't hurt the oppa again! Does eomma not see oppa already hurt? If eomma doesn't trust oppa, at least trust me! Oppa is not slandering, that is the truth" I said sobbing.

"Kim Daehyun!" call Mr. Kim growled from where he stood. "Daehyun, tell me it's a lie! You didn't impregnate another girl, did you?" said Mrs Kim who immediately approached Daehyun and clasped the hand of the son. Again, Daehyun could only cover his mouth with a bow. Plakk! One slap was slapped by the enraged Mr. Kim. "Who? Tell me who that woman is!" snarled Mr. Kim. "So-Sooyun, the daughter of the Shin family," Daehyun replied softly.

"Eomma look? I desperately love Hana. Even to the point of opposing the whole world to marry her if eomma blesses us, but eomma desperately asks me to leave her," Yongju said softly right in front of my eomma. "Be quiet, Yongju! This engagement will not be cancelled before everything is completely clear! And you're Hana, stay away from Yongju!" eomma said stubbornly.

Yongju glared in disbelief at what he had just heard, just like me. "Eomma!" I said. "Eomma's sane? How many women are out there chasing me, even scrambling to get into my bed, but eomma always tells Hana to leave me and still choose this jerk as your daughter-in-law? What kind of mother are you!" yongju snapped very loudly right in front of my eomma face. My Eomma was shocked to hear it, especially Mr and Mrs Kim, and Namgil who just found out that Yongju also likes me, his own cousin sister.

"So, you like Hana?" madam Kim said as she looked at Yongju in disbelief. "Wait first! Everyone deserves to have their own feelings, but you could have done all this to snatch Hana from Daehyun!" ms Kim continued to suspect. Yongju was flabbergasted, then chuckled at the accusations against him. Prok! Prok! Prok! "It's time, one for the money and two for the show!" said Mr. Jeon suddenly as he clapped his hands, making all the attention directed towards him. There, was sitting Junghwa with his appa and my appa who had been talking seriously since.

"What are you talking about, Sungjin? Don't interfere, this has nothing to do with you!" mr. Kim doesn't like it. Master Jeon chuckled, just like the son. "How can you say this has nothing to do with me? Look at my two sons that your son has beaten!" sahut Mr. Jeon. "Well, you educate your son again!" continued Mr. Jeon, haughty. "What do you know about my son? Take care of your two sons! Or I need to find a babysitter!" said Mr. Kim replying equally arrogantly. "Calm down, my three sons have their own intelligence! It seems like you won't be able to control your son!" said Mr. Jeon, "Junghwa, give Mr. Kim your cell phone. Let him judge his son!" he continued, which was directly obeyed by the youngest.

Mr. Kim pecked with Junghwa's cell phone in his hand. Junghwa presented all the evidence he had gathered first, before accusing Daehyun. Even Junghwa to ask Sooyun himself to prove the truth. "If uncle still doesn't believe it and wants to go prove it, ask the Shin family directly. For this evidence, take it. I'll give it back because I don't need it anymore. So, whatever we said earlier, we don't slander uncle's son!" Junghwa. "Kim Daehyun's! Explain to Appa, how can you hide all this from Appa? Do you intend to eliminate all of this evidence and settle it alone? Do you want to destroy our family, huh!" mr. Kim snapped again with his hardened jaw.

Yoke! I staggered to the side, hitting the body of Yongju who was standing beside me. "Hey, what's wrong with you? You okay?" asked Yongju who was directly propping up my body. In the end, I who had been sleep deprived since yesterday and actively cried because of this problem, still felt dizzy. Slowly, my consciousness dropped again, until I fell unconscious again in Yongju's arms.

"Hana!" call out the voices that worry me, that I can still hear. Yongju raised my body and intended to take me to my room, but Daehyun tried to snatch me out of his hands. "Surge!" yongju said furiously to Daehyun. "Give Hana to me or I'll kill you!" daehyun said blocking Yongju. "You're still asking for it, after all your secret sins are discovered? Ck, that's bullshit! Even if I die, you're the one who should have returned Hana to me!" yongju said passing by Daehyun.

"Yongju, stop this! Give Hana to appa! Let appa take him to the room," my eomma pinta who did not want the feeling between me and Yongju to develop again, but Yongju did not listen to him and still passed my eomma. "Yongju! Remember the blood that runs through your body and think about your career, don't cross the line again!" my pinta eomma again, half begging. "Career? I don't care about anything anymore! I couldn't live like a mouse or a dog when I was born a tiger" Yongju said.

"You can say that? What if I really had my eomma destroy it!" sahut Daehyun, fierce. "I never asked your eomma! Whatever you hold in your hands, I'm not interested! I just did what I wanted to do!" sahut Yongju while going to my room. "After success, you say so? Do you think that your success now is only the fruit of your results after your own commute? I don't care, if you dig your own grave or waste your talent, but remember, you're still under my agency!" said Mrs Kim shouting.