All Fake

Ian smiled seeing how relieved Kiaraa was and pulled her for a hug, "You are not as evil as you try to portray yourself. You are actually a very sensitive person, K. That's what I love about you."

Kiaraa tapped on his firm chest and gently pushed him away, "Ian, don't hug or touch me without my permission. I don't like it." She politely warned him, unaffected by everything he just said.

"Come on, K, it was just a hug" Ian didn't take her words seriously.

"Ian, don't make me repeat what I just said" Kiaraa looked serious and added, "Today morning, when you intimately wrapped your hand around my shoulder, I didn't like it. Only to give you some face I didn't say anything in front of others. Don't touch me without my permission, is that clear?"

Ian nodded his head, trying to hide how much he was hurt by her words but he couldn't hide his disappointment.

"I always wonder, why few months ago, you got intimate with Song Ji Hun and let him touch you?" Even before he could control himself, the question he suppressed in his heart for more than four months came out unintentionally.

Kiaraa was shocked, "Ian, it is none of your business" she reminded him.

Her words triggered him and the regret he felt just a second ago was gone.

"No, I am serious. I am your childhood friend, the one you have been the closest to. You are closer to me than your own sister. Yet, you rejected me ten years ago when I confessed how much I love you. You told me you never want to get married in this life but one day you suddenly agree to marry the guy, you never gave a damn about, and you even went as far as sleeping with him…"

THUD!!!!

A loud sound echoed in the lawn, when Kiaraa slapped Ian.

"He is my husband. I sleep with him or fight with him this should not be of any concern to you." 

Although Ian is a close friend of Kiaraa, she has some boundaries around her and no one has the liberty to cross them.

She turned to walk away when Ian's next words made her stop.

"He can be your parents' murderer, don't forget that"

Kiaraa just paused for a moment before she walked away, not bothering to turn back as she didn't believe she owes anyone a justification.

'His jealousy is making him blind, why am I so unlucky? Why can't my best friend be just my friend? Why the hell does he have to fall for me? Ahhhh my hand hurts' 

Kiaraa cursed in her heart rubbing her palm, which ached from the moment she slapped Ian as she used up all her energy in beating him.

Song Ji Hun suddenly appeared there, blocking her path. Holding her arm, he took her to the guest room with a medical kit box in his other hand.

He didn't give her a chance to refuse.

"Leave me" Kiaraa shouted as she hated being dragged away like this.

"Shut up, Kiaraa. I had enough of you" Song Ji Hun glared at her.

Kiaraa was not sure why, but she stopped struggling and followed him to the guest room. He locked the door and looked at her palm, which turned red.

When he touched it she shouted in pain.

"If you can't handle it, why act recklessly?" Song Ji Hun made her sit on the bed and took out an ointment which he gently applied on her hand.

"Stop pretending like you care" Kiaraa was struggling with herself when she saw the concern in his eyes for her.

'It is all fake Kiaraa, he is a good actor, don't forget that. He might be the one, who killed your parents.' She kept telling herself as she didn't wish to repeat the mistake, she once committed during their five months of marriage.

Song Ji Hun ignored her accusation. 

After he was done applying medicine on her hand, he advised, "Stop bothering yourself with Ian. Don't take his words seriously."

"Don't you dare talk ill about him or try to provoke me against him." Kiaraa warned her husband.

"Fine" He didn't argue with her as there was no point, "Do you want to have dinner in the room?"

"No" Kiaraa left the room after he was done.