Jungwoo was just too furious to notice or focus on any other thing than the little bad thing in front of him. “You are insane, Mark. You are fucking insane, you are sick! So fucking horribly sick!”

“Yes! Yes I am sick. Freakingly, horribly sick!” Mark screamed at the latter making him flinch. His time sounded as if some fallen angel was in pain and it intimidated Jungwoo.

“I'm sick for love. For the love that I have always dreamed of but never got. For the love that I could get but it got robbed. I just want love. To be loved. I'm so damn sick for love.” His tone got softer in the end as his eyes filled with tears. He started crying and Jungwoo just stayed in silence for a moment not knowing what to do. It was the first time to see the younger in such a state, broken and vulnerable instead of his usual confident and cocky personality.

He even just realized that he had slapped the younger just a few moments ago and noticed the redness on his cheek which he had hit. And it was not just a light tint. It was extremely red as almost blood. Although the younger's entire face was red because of his sniffles as he cried.

He felt bad at some points for what he did. Or maybe he just felt bad for everything he did in his entire life. But right now, he actually disliked the sight in front of him. The sight of Mark crying in intense pain which was caused by him. He actually felt as if the latter was a sensitive doll made of glass and he broke it.

Though, there was one certain thing that surprised him too, that the latter was not even holding onto his cheek as if he didn't care about the harsh sting there. As if he honorably accepted what the elder did to him.

He took a breath and calmed himself a little before breaking the silence. “This is not love Mark. This is just your extreme, dark obsession. Your drastically high pride to achieve someone as if they're some of your accessories. You can't just purchase or someone to fall in love with you. You can't torture them to love you. This is not how you do it, especially when you're in love. This is just not love.”

“Then tell me what is love!”

Mark's shout along with his question felt dangerous to Jungwoo that he just went silent once again for a quite long this time round.

They both stayed in silence, looking at each other and waiting for something, anything to happen. And Jungwoo finally did.

By speaking, “I can't tell. Because, I myself don't know what love is anymore.”

There was another moment of silence.

“But I can assure you that once you will fall in true love, you will feel the changes in you. And I have a feeling that it may happen real soon. So, so soon, Mark.” And after that last explanation, Jungwoo just turned around stepping outside the mansion and left.

Mark just collapsed down through the glass table and started sobbing his heart out. He actually himself did not know as to what just happened or had been happening all this time.

Maybe Jungwoo was right. Maybe he was just really sick. But he was also not wrong when he said that he was sick for love.

It was too obvious that people usually felt as if they got a new life when they successfully won over their sicknesses, illnesses or brutal state.

But for Taeil, he just felt as if he got another undeserving chance to ruin everything and hurt everyone.

“Hey, you woke up. How are you feeling?”

“Better now. Thanks doctor.” Taeil thanked the latter as he looked down at his lap and stomach which had a bump just two days ago.

“I'm so sorry for this. We tried our best to not let it happen however, fate wasn't by our side and even after all the things we did, it happened.”

It was strange for Taeil that the doctor was apologising to him for what happened to him when it was not in any way their fault. It was not any other's fault but him. He was the one who was actually wrong. He had always been wrong.

Not only wrong, but selfish and careless as well. Always been stubborn. Never listened to his parents, nor his husband. Hurt everyone he knew. His parents, husband, lover and somehow even his own child. He couldn't even protect the little one.

It would be a little less hurting if the child belonged to him only. But knowing that Donghyuck was also happily expecting to be father just hurt him even more. Just one responsibility that the younger had given him during his absence and he couldn't even keep up with that. He couldn't protect Donghyuck's child.

It was definitely a punishment by fate. For all his wrongdoings, for all the sins he had committed. The only thing that was eating him alive was the fact that it was not hurting him only, but all the people he loved.

How in the world he was even going to fix all the things he had turmoiled?

“There is nothing to apologize to, doctor. We can not save or have everything in our lives we want. Be it living or nonliving. I'm still really thankful that you took care of me. I hope I can get home soon as well.”

“It's good to see you strong. And, don't worry. You'll be discharged soon after a few more checkups. Your parents will be seeing you soon. They are stuck with some enquiry. Till then, I'll set some meds up as well as some edibles for you while you take some rest.”

Taeil nodded and thanked the latter once again before relaxing himself a bit and losing himself in the thoughts again. Be wondered if Jungwoo knew about it or not. Or where the younger even was.

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After his heated argument with Mark, Jungwoo returned to the hospital to check on Taeil, as well as on his parents in laws but what surprises him is that they were not by themselves there anymore.

There were cops, seeming like having a query with his in-laws. As Jungwoo went nearer, Jongdae spotted him and approached him as a relieving smile appeared on his face.