Jungkook turned and left, and seemed to remember something then before turning back, picking up Lisa and returning to her bed.
Lisa watched him silently, looking as if she could not wait to melt off his solitary tsundere style.
****
In the afternoon.
Bored, Lisa was curling her hair over a finger. "I want to get discharged".
Jungkook put down his phone and refused. "No".
"Why?" Lisa pouted with a pained look.
She wanted to see her son because it's been so many hours since she had last seen him. She missed him so much, not to mention that there would be crying and footsteps in the middle of the night at the hospital, with noise keeping her from sleeping.
It was so painful.
"You have not recovered yet".
"Nonsense!" Lisa sprung up on her bed, stretched her limbs and even twisted her neck just short of finishing an entire series of morning radio exercise. "Look at me. Haven't I recovered? I am feeling so vigorous!"
Jungkook glanced at her spirited performance because flatly adding, "Your X is smaller 1".
Lisa flushed and she put her arms around herself, "You thug! How did you know!?"
He really knew too much.
Jungkook said seriously. "So? What do you need me for?"
After all, the slogan of the brand President Jeon is 'because you're worth it'.
Plonking herself down on the bed, she glared at him viciously and seethed. "I .Don't. Need. You!"
"Too bad". Jungkook clicked his tongue in pity.
Growl_
That was when an atmosphere-breaking sound came.
Embarrassed, Lisa rubbed her belly. "I'm hungry".
Putting his hand over her shoulder, Jungkook asked, "What do you want to eat Lili?"
Lisa hung her head and thought about it.
It was an adorable sight that the little one must have inherited from her.
Jungkook's smile widened, and he stretched out his hand to pull loose strands of her hair behind her ear.
Lisa looked up up longingly then. "Chicken chop, fried Chicken, grilled Chicken, barbecued Chicken, and ...."
Jungkook's eyes sparkled. "I'm available too. Do you want to eat me too?"
"Jeon Jungkook! You're disgusting man!" Embarrassed to the point that she was angry, Lisa punched him.
Aaaaaargh. She was being driven out of her mind.
"Alright, I'll stop teasing you" Jungkook's smile faded and he turned serious. "Oil is not good for the body. I'll get you some porridge".
Lisa's face darkened and her eyes turned hateful. "You just asked me what I wanted to eat!"
Jungkook was unaffected. "I was just asking. I didn't say I would buy it for you".
Lisa was speechless.
She had to kill him! Don't stop her now!
Jungkook left, closing the door to the sickroom behind him. That was when Lisa found the mobile phone on her bed, and she quickly took it and opened the door.
But he was already gone. Wasn't he being too fast?
Lisa returned to her bed when Jungkook's phone started ringing.
It was an unidentified number.
She answered it.
"Where have you gone to, Jungkook?! Don't you know that I'm worried about you? Come back now, please?!" The woman's voice was very kind of girl and spoiled like a sheltered lady.
It was clearly not Jeon Yeo-been either, but another woman.
Lisa's eyes narrowed for seconds as her brain worked furiously.
She was asking for Jungkook and was worried about him.
Clearly, that woman didn't know where Jungkook had gone, and he was panting when he arrived here.
So....this was the woman who had saved Jungkook?
"Hello? Are you there, Jungkook? Jungkook?"
Lisa cleared her throat, and spoke with an edge to her politeness. "Are looking for Jeon Jungkook?"
The woman calling was clearly surprised. "May I know who you are? Why do you have Jungkook's phone?"
Lisa sneered, with her voice still vague as she asked another question in return. "Then may I know who you are?"
"I-I am Jungkook's girlfriend". The woman replied, before suddenly exclaiming in surprise. "Oh, I know. You're a maid in Jungkook's house, right? Is he at home now? I'll come right now!"
"Really, Jungkook!" The woman pouted playfully. "He told me he is going to buy my favorite porridge, but he never came back. I guess he went home....Oh we didn't see each other for so long. I miss him so much...."
Click_
Unable to bear it any longer, Lisa did not wait for the woman to finish before hanging up and smashing the phone on the floor to ease her rage, even a little.
****
Meanwhile
Hwasa watched as the call was being hung up, a mocking sneer showing on her face.
Lifting her champagne glass for a slip, she walked up to the window and clicked her tongue. "Oh, Lisa, Lisa. You must be so angry right now but that's what you deserve! I want you to know that relationships not built in feelings would break at the slightest touch!"
With that, she chugged down the champagne and lifted, it before freeing her fingers and letting the glass drop and smash into pieces, reflecting the sun on her vicious face.
On the other hand, Lisa was breathing heavily.
It was as if blood was pooling out of her heart and streaming out without stopping.
Jungkook has a girlfriend?
He actually has a girlfriend? How could she not know?
That woman said that they didn't meet for a long time, so could it be a long-distance relationship?
Lisa shook her head to stop herself from imagining things, but her mind unwittingly came up with many scenes that made her upset.
Click_
The door to the sickroom was opened and Jungkook walked in.
He saw his phone lying on the ground and arched his back to pick it up.
Then, just as he was about to ask about it, he looked up to find Lisa's having red circles over her eyes and messy hair.
His heart tightened. "What is it?"
He put his things on a cabinet and went hug her although she didn't avoid him and reacted more or less the same as usual, he had a feeling that something was out of place.
Jungkook turned on his phone and checked the logs.
He recognized Hwasa's number.
It seems that the accursed woman said something she shouldn't.
Jungkook pulled her into his arms it hurt his heart that she didn't struggle.
He held up her face and gently said, "What did you talk about?"
Lisa did her best to smile brightly. "Nothing. She asked where you've gone, and I said you went out to get something".
She didn't want Jungkook to know that she was very, very sad, just as she didn't want act like a spoiled child, she could throw a fit with without restraint.
And yet....
She hated that side of herself: no matter how much warmth and love Jungkook would give her, she could not stop herself from believing all that she had heard.
After all, no one knew about their past.
And Lisa's relationship with Jungkook was build upon the scab of her own wounds.
And the more voices she heard, the more the scab was being torn and in the end, the new flesh that had just grown underneath would be utterly exposed to the air.