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The car drifts and harshly stops as Jungkook pulls up at his father Junsu's house. I can feel the extreme tension radiating out of him, like an active volcano about to erupt.
He storms out the car and inside the house. I immediately follow right behind trying to catch up to him. Part of me is actually starting to get a little worried of what he might do. But considering the vicious look on his face, I don't think I would be able to stop him to whatever he's going to inflict.
Jungkook's footsteps thunders down the hallway and stops in the living room breathing heavily. His venomous eyes glares at Hyori sitting down on one of the sofas, as she speaks on the phone.
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Her expression turns into disbelief once she takes notice of us. "Jiwon, I'll call you back."
But uncle Junsu happens to walk right in the living room looking astounded. "Boys? What are—"
"YOU FUCKING BITCH!" Jungkook growls at Hyori with blazing eyes. Hyori looks up at him with shook eyes.
"Excuse me, son," Hyori glares back at Jungkoook, raising her brow with cold and proud eyes.
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"Watch your tone, son!" Uncle Junsu cuts in, looking bewildered of his son's words. "Don't ever talk to my wife—YOUR MOTHER—like that especially right in-front of me!"
