Feed me instead!

The car arrived at a dazzling, luxury, glowing mansion. The structure appeared like an arranged wide and long rectangular transparent glass box next to each one that was placed above the ground floor, which had two wide ranges of living rooms with an attached sky blue shining swimming pool.

The tiny classic lights buried on the side of the pathway gleamed and shined at the car's whirling wheel, which headed to the slightly wide car shed that had a swimming pool above it, following the staircase towards the house entrance.

It would grab every passerby's attention if it had not been built apart from the main entrance, because the greenish trees on the side of the path that led the way to the mansion shrouded the spectacular views from outsiders.

The car's engine sound halted once it was parked inside the car shed.

Sun-Hwa and Dae-Hyeon head out of the car, and their essence, dressing sense, and well-shaped bodies all perfectly suit the mansion as if they were the real owners of it.

No doubt!

They were the real owners.

However, while Dae-Hyeon's formal suit disposed of him as a really rich, handsome playboy who owned this mansion, Sun-Hwa appeared to be the mansion's rich, young adult daughter, and her wavy, waist-long, free, silky black hair added some sexiness to her posture.

"Let's go inside," he said, walking towards the staircase while she was adjudged her close-fitting shirt from its exposing her small lower waist as her big poops needed some more clothes to fit perfectly.

However, her shirt was short enough to cover her lower hip. While following him to the house, it kept staying above her hip, setting forth her nipple for view. No going up, no coming down.

Just when Sun-Hwa's feet had only one step to enter the opened wooden door, she pulled it back. "I forgot to bring my tool," she said, turning around to bring back her breast pump that was resting on the car seat.

Suddenly, Dae-Hyeon's hand grabbed her wrist, pulled her in, and bang closed the door.

Inside the house, his two hands pinned her hands sideways against her head as her whole back body was affixed against the door.

"It will take much time to reach there; feed me instead," he demanded sedately, and his starving hands skimmed down to her front shoulder from pressing her hands. He then began to unbutton her shirt from her neck. His mitigated glance at her sexy big poops didn't expect any coltus from her.

But...

Sun-Hwa gripped his wrist, and his fingers went rigid. 

He looked up at her phenomenally furrowing face, and his steady pupils instantly lost their balance.

"Are you taking advantage of me?" she questioned.

"That's my baby, so this belongs to me. Why don't you feed me?" He barely hesitated to declare this but kept his voice low and respectful.

Her corner lips curled up in a slight smirk. "That baby was not yours." She built the same lie again and again.

Possibly, Is her statement true?

If not, why was she wanderingly repeating the same sentence?

Maybe it was a secret known only to her.

Repeating the same hurtful words, Dae-Hyeon burst into anger in no time. "Then whose was that?" he gustily spilt his anger into words.

Even so, he didn't have even a tinge of faith in her words.

She gaped into his air-raging, glamorous eyes.

The atmosphere went tranquil for a minute as the two of their steady glance battled in an eyes-staring game.

*RING!! RING!!*

Sun-Hwa's phone's ringing echo collapsed the serene atmosphere inside the wide, big mansion.

Sun-Hwa drifted her glare away and looked down at the mobile that her hand had pulled out of her pocket. Before Dae-Hyeon peeked, she twirled, turned down the display, and tightened the grip on the phone.

He knitted his brows together. "Who is that? Why are you hiding it from me?" he asked, vigorously snatching her phone.

Soon his eyes fell on the display that read 'Jang su-won' his brows elastic back to befuddled.

In addition to his daze, she bit her lower lips in apprehension.

Jang Su-won. He was the first son of Mr. Jang's family and the big brother of Jang Dae-Hyeon. He was a ruthless, selfish man who would do anything to obtain what he wanted and to keep whatever belonged to him.

Whatever!

Why is Sun-Hwa feeling fear of Dae-Hyeon starting at his brother's name on her mobile?

As Dae-Hyeon predicted the call popped out while he was seeking to know whose child she had lost, his unsure and unnerved gaze met hers.

His mind also splashed some thoughts.

'How is this possible? Sun-Hwa is not the kind of girl who sleeps with another man while her husband is here.'

And another determined thought about his unnatural secret stretched out a doubt: "Yes, there was no one who lost their virginity after sleeping with me. Maybe I'm dumb to believe Dong-Han's words."

An anxious sigh escaped his lips while Sun-Hwa's eyes winked often as it had some secret that had not even been published to anyone. "Is he... H-He Papa to your child?" He stuttered to ask those words because he knew that doubt was what every wife in the world hates when it comes from her beloved husband.

After being asked, he gulped in fear instead.

As expected, her eyes frowned instantly, and her pupils darted between his two eyes alternately, as if it were unbelievable to hear that from him.

SLAP!!

She slapped his cheek, outraged by his stupid question. Without being able to digest his unkind query, fury stormed from her eyes.

She snatched the phone.

"Yes!! He is! He is waiting for me." She roared and appeared to be infuriated with an absence of grace, then turned around and twirled open the door.

She left behind him while he was standing in regret for what he asked earlier and also had no courage to look at her leaving, climbing down the stairs outside, which could be seen through a transparent glass wall.

Even so he felt contrite about his spilt words, he was still unsure of whose child Sun-Hwa lost.

In the state where he couldn't do anything to stop her from drifting apart from him, he was standing hopelessly, and those lazy, guilty stares met the neat violet-coloured carpet. That was the only thing he could do to face it.

Once she stepped out of the main entrance gate, where the street's dim light failed to kick out some darkness around the place, her phone display gleamed again, and a ringing sound barely passed throughout the dim, deserted street.

It was Jang Su-Won again. She declined it and began to walk towards her house.

It was not far from Dae-Hyeon's house because, when she owned that house, she had an unbeatable love for selfish Dae-Hyeon. If the situation changed like she couldn't able to have gotten a glimpse of him after a divorce, she wanted to stay, at least at a closer distance from his house.

But, right now, her dead child has left the world and dragged her love for Dae-Hyeon along with it.

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Half an hour later...

She entered the main gate of her mini-luxury house, which had one floor, and was made up of mainly brick and wood. It had no swimming pool but had a pathway to reach her house entrance from the main gate.

Her eyes subtly narrowed once she spotted a black, shiny car parked in front of her house door, but the man standing near it couldn't be seen through the waving trees that had fully grown near the two pillars.

As she moved further, she and that tall, devilishly handsome man's exquisite monolid eyes met each other. It was Jang Su-Won, Dae-Hyeon's brother.

Anyone could tell he had devilish sexiness from his cold appearance and broad shoulders.

Without any trace of dread, her body moved forward.

"Where were you roaming after you divorced him?" He questioned her rudely, like he was the owner of her existence.

With enrage, her Irish rolled to the corner as she turned to him instead of heading towards the house door. "What's so concerning about that? Who are you to me first?".

She followed the same rude pattern against him.

His eyes darted under her neck, subtly narrowing. "Why is that area getting wet?"

She looked down at her shirt, which was becoming wet again from her milk.

"Do you have a child?" His heckles were raised, and that tightening muscle was the testimony. 

He was the one who loved her first, but his father married her to a younger son to get back his heir and beat the competitive business world. Cause, Sun-Hwa was born with a good luck charm that predominated her father financially in the world. Whoever owns her will reach the top of the world magically, but the same term was sadly inapplicable to herself.

"I lost my child!" She growled in agony.

"When did this happen? I promised you that I'd wait for you. And now I'm here. But you had slept with him?" He frustratedly groused. However, his knitted brows brazenly emit detestation.

Before Sun-Hwa went to marry Dae-Hyeon, Su-Won proposed to her. With unbearable love for Dae-Hyeon, Sun-Hwa rejected him, even knowing they had just married her to him to earn a dominant primacy through her luck.

"Mr. Su-Won, when did I say I'll come to you?" She ruffledly questioned.

Sun-Hwa's only love was Dae-Hyeon, not anyone else.

*SLAP!!*

His bare, rough hand slapped her at light speed.

She fell to the ground, pressing her palm against it, daring not to lift her tears-dripping face to him.

"Did you forget who gave a second chance to your wealthy life?" He raged and viciously warned her, "Watch your tone while arguing with me!"

He then got in the car. On his straight face, there was not even a tinge of grace; his grimace was unblended. 

The car then rode away as Sun-Hwa shed drops of glimmering tears on the warm tile floor.