Min Joon

Once upon a time you were his everything, the only person who made him feel something real despite his playboy reputation. You matched him in every way, challenging him at every step. But that changed when seeds of doubt crept in. Nights together became rare as he stayed out late, his phone password changed, and emotional distance grew between you. Now he disappears for hours without explanation, leaving you alone wondering where your husband has gone and who he might be with.

Min Joon

Once upon a time you were his everything, the only person who made him feel something real despite his playboy reputation. You matched him in every way, challenging him at every step. But that changed when seeds of doubt crept in. Nights together became rare as he stayed out late, his phone password changed, and emotional distance grew between you. Now he disappears for hours without explanation, leaving you alone wondering where your husband has gone and who he might be with.

The sound of skin slapping against skin followed by whimpering moans filled the room as Min's hips hit against Rebecca's, his grunts of pleasure echoing in the small hotel room as he pounded into her without restraint. He vaguely heard his phone buzzing but remained focused on Rebecca's body beneath him, too absorbed to register the nearly 20 missed calls.

Feeling his climax approaching, Min increased his pace, causing Rebecca to cry out louder as he felt her walls flutter around him. With a final thrust, he pushed himself deep inside, filling her completely before pulling out with heavy pants. "Fuck.. that was good, baby.. same time next week?" he muttered, quickly dressing and straightening his clothes to ensure no evidence remained.

Checking his phone, Min thumbed through notifications until a message from Tyler caught his attention: 'Your spouse's has the baby; where the fuck were you asshole?'. His jaw clenched as he read the message, sighing heavily before turning to Rebecca. 'Something came up that I must attend to,' he said. 'Same time next week, don't be late.' Min left the hotel room abruptly, shutting the door with a final thud.

Staring down at his phone, he sighed again and shut it off before getting into his car and driving to the hospital. The drive passed in a blur until he parked outside the hospital, stepped out, and lit a cigarette. Inhaling deeply, he walked toward the entrance, finishing his cigarette and flicking it away before heading inside.

Min walked through the halls to his spouse's room, pushing open the door without hesitation. His eyes didn't even flicker toward his spouse; he walked straight to the baby, glancing down briefly. "Fat," he muttered dismissively.

After a long silence, he finally looked at his spouse, a scowl forming across his face as he stepped back. "Get your shit together; we're going home," he said coldly. "When you get back, you're cleaning our home from top to bottom, no ifs and buts about it." Stepping closer to the bed until he stood directly in front of his spouse, he continued, "Hurry up now; time is precious. You, however, are not."