As Taehyung quietly slipped out of sight, Erin’s heart raced. She peeked around the corner, eyes brimming with tears of both joy and disbelief. Whispering to herself, she murmured,
“I can’t believe it’s really him after seven years, three months, and fourteen days.”

Overwhelmed by the sight of him, her emotions poured out, mingling excitement with sorrow. She wiped away her tears, her thoughts a whirlwind of memories and the long, aching wait she’d endured. Dr. Jungkook remained absorbed in his own conversation, unaware of Erin’s emotional moment.

As Taehyung’s figure disappeared down the hallway, Erin’s mind raced. Amidst the surge of emotions, a pressing question struck her: Why was Taehyung here, in this IVF hospital? The curiosity gnawed at her.

She wiped away her tears, her thoughts shifting to the puzzling situation. “What’s he doing here? Why would he be in an IVF clinic?” Erin wondered aloud, her heart pounding with both excitement and concern. She knew she had to find out more, but for now, she needed to compose herself and figure out her next steps.

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Later that evening, Erin made her way to Dr. Jungkook’s office, her mind still racing with questions about Taehyung. She knocked on the door and, finding it open, stepped inside, but the room was empty.

“Dr. Jungkook?” she called out tentatively. There was no response. She saw a pile of paperwork stuffed into a blue file on his desk and her curiosity got the better of her. She flipped through the papers, her heart skipping a beat as she realized they were patient details, potentially related to sperm donors.

Her eyes widened when she saw the name: KIM TAEHYUNG. She scanned the details quickly, noting the sperm count with a smirk. “Well, well, if it isn’t the manly man himself,” she muttered, snapping a photo of the page before quickly returning it to the pile. She hurried back to her seat just as she heard the door unlock.

Dr. Jungkook walked in, looking up from his notes. “Mrs. Antoine! I wasn’t expecting you. How are you today?”

“Quite well, thank you,” Erin replied, trying to sound calm despite her racing thoughts.

Dr. Jungkook settled behind his desk and pulled out a few papers. “I hope you’re keeping up with the vitamins I recommended.”

“Absolutely,” Erin said, forcing a smile. “Can’t afford to slack off, right?”

Dr. Jungkook nodded, checking his notes. “Good to hear. It’s crucial for the process. Now, do you have any questions or concerns today?”

Erin hesitated for a moment, considering whether to bring up her discovery. “Actually, I was just curious about some of the other patients here. It’s quite a unique place, isn’t it?”

Dr. Jungkook looked at her with a raised eyebrow. “Indeed. We deal with many different cases. Anything specific you’re curious about?”

“Just, um, general stuff,” Erin replied, her mind still buzzing with the implications of her findings. “It’s all quite fascinating.”

Dr. Jungkook smiled, clearly pleased by her interest. “I’m glad you think so. If you have any more questions or need further information, don’t hesitate to ask.”

As he continued discussing her treatment, Erin’s thoughts remained with Taehyung. She knew she had to find out more about why he was involved in the clinic and what it meant for her and her future.

Erin’s fingers fidgeted nervously as she gathered her courage. “Uh, Dr. Jungkook, may I ask something?” Her voice quivered slightly.

Dr. Jungkook gave a subtle nod. “Of course, go ahead.”

She took a deep breath. “I was wondering, who exactly is the donor for my insemination? I mean, whose sperm is being used?”

Dr. Jungkook sighed heavily, removing his glasses. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Antoine, but we can’t disclose that information. It’s against our policy.”

Erin’s face fell, her frustration evident. “But isn’t there any way I can find out?”

Dr. Jungkook shook his head. “Unfortunately, no. It’s confidential for privacy reasons.”

Feeling defeated, Erin waited until Dr. Jungkook left. Then, she spotted Seo Sohyun, his assistant, and rushed over. “Sohyun, can you tell me about the insemination process? Please, I promise I won’t tell anyone.”

Sohyun’s face tightened with reluctance. “I’m really sorry, but I can’t give out that information.”

Desperate, Erin pulled out a bundle of cash, waving it in front of her. “How about $3,000? I can offer more if needed, but I need those details first.”

Sohyun’s eyes widened. “I… I can’t accept that. It’s against the rules.”

Erin’s voice grew sharper. “Look, I’m not leaving until I get what I need. Either you help me or I keep pushing for answers. Your choice.”

Sohyun hesitated, glancing around nervously. “Alright, but only because you’re insisting. Meet me later, and I’ll give you some information. Just… keep it quiet.”

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Seo Sohyun glanced around nervously before whispering, “Kim Taehyung is the donor.”

Erin’s face lit up with uncontainable joy. “Really? Oh my God, thank you so much!” She handed over the cash with a wide grin. “You have no idea how much this means to me.”

Sohyun quickly pocketed the money. “Just keep it hush-hush, okay? We can’t have anyone knowing.”

Two days later, Erin was in her hospital bed, a genuine smile on her face as she rested her hand on her stomach. “Mama’s got you now,” she murmured, her voice filled with warmth and hope.

Back at home, Erin’s mind was already racing. “I need to find out everything about Taehyung,” she declared to herself. “No matter what, I’m going to be close to him, even if it means hiding things from my own husband.” She began to plot her next moves, determined to uncover every detail about the man whose DNA now connected them.

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She hired some folks to dig up the dirt on Kim Taehyung. At first, it was a tough slog, but she was hell-bent on getting the scoop.

"Ma'am, we got something," the investigator said, sliding a crumpled paper across the desk.

She glanced at it, her eyes lighting up. "Oh, really? Let me see that."

The investigator cleared his throat, "Looks like Taehyung was around for his mom's treatment. And check this—he's been studying at some wildlife photography college."

A smirk crossed her face. "Interesting. So he's been into wildlife photography, huh? Didn't see that coming."

Another agent piped up, "We’ve got more. His life’s practically an open book now."

She leaned back, savoring the moment. "Good. The more I know, the better. I need to get him all to myself, and I won’t stop until I do"

Its had been a month since she found out she was pregnant. The thought of Taehyung’s blood running through her made her feel on top of the world. Sipping her coffee at a café, she glanced up and saw Antoine wrapped up with another woman. A smirk crept onto her lips as she snapped a photo for proof.

Later that evening, Antoine walked in to a thick silence. Erin’s voice broke it, echoing from the kitchen, "Check the papers on the table."

He rolled his eyes, irritated. "Seriously? What now?"

Erin took a long sip from her glass of liquor, not looking up. "Just look."

Antoine’s eyes widened when he saw the word “DIVORCE” glaring at him from the papers. "What the hell is this, Erin?"

She smirked, closing the distance between them. "Isn’t this what you wanted? After you’re all over another woman while I’m pregnant? Seems fair, doesn’t it?"

Antoine’s initial shock morphed into a smirk as he glanced at the divorce papers. "Anyway, you’re still bound to me."

Erin, though, was far from intimidated. The pregnancy had given her a new strength. She met his gaze, her voice steady. "I know you're just after my money, Antoine."

His smirk vanished, replaced by anger. He grabbed her by the hair, his voice rough. "Doesn't matter. I’ll get what I want."

Antoine’s aggression was met with Erin’s preparation. She had hidden a small knife for protection. As he advanced, she brandished it with a determined look. "Back off, Antoine."

Surprised by her response, Antoine took a step back, his anger now mixed with apprehension. Erin stood firm, her eyes locked on him. "Now I’ll show you how things really stand."

After Antoine’s outburst, Erin dragged him to the old, unused backyard shed. It had been neglected for years, with creaky wooden planks and a musty smell, initially it was used to store the waste....now he is the waste. . She hid him there, making sure no one would suspect her.

She told her parents, “Antoine’s gone to America for business. He’ll be away for a while.”

In the shed, Erin made his life miserable. She’d toss in some spoiled food, relishing the grim satisfaction of his discomfort.

“This is what you get for treating me like that,” she’d say, her voice cold and firm.

Antoine, tied up and helpless, could only scream as Erin inflicted small but intense torment. The discomfort from a dislocated toe made him howl, “This is what you deserve, Antoine. For raping me.”

Erin didn’t relent. She took a grim satisfaction in his pain, watching as he struggled against the ropes, unable to free himself. Every day, she’d find a new way to make him suffer, driven by her desire for revenge and justice. “Scream all you want,” she’d say, her voice echoing in the dark shed, “it’s only just begun.”

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