A/N: I thought about this book a lot this week, specifically JK and his agreements. I had a long work week reviewing crazy long agreements, and I dealt with this client whom I told no in many different ways that some clause he wanted in an agreement could not happen. He revised about ten times the agreement to include in various ways exactly what I said could not happen. He thought if he changed the wording slightly, I would approve it. I got a headache from him.

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Seokjin's Pov:

I knew Jungkook was not pleased with me, but I did not give a damn about it at the time. It was his fault that I was so worked up over the event since he should not have informed me about it in the first place. Even though I have a cast on my hand, we will attend this event. I have no idea when I will have another chance to get dressed up and go out. Also, I needed to see this guy whom Jungkook had been married to in the past because I wanted him to witness how much happier Jungkook is now that he is no longer with him. I was not going to let this opportunity slip through my fingers.

As a result, I appreciated Jungkook's silence as he held my hand, and we made our way toward the building housing the event. It didn't make a difference to me whether or not he was talking to me since I was receiving what I wanted anyway, which made me happy.

It took a lot of effort on my side, and I shed a few tears in the process, but it was not in vain since I successfully got him to give in. He was so worried about me that he believed a sprained wrist would end me. Jimin misled him into thinking that the pain in my wrist was far worse than it really was.

In reference to Jimin, the fact that he did not inform Jungkook that the recovery process would take longer than twelve weeks was the straw that broke the camel's back for what might have been a blossoming relationship between the two of us. As someone who is also expecting, I assumed he would be able to empathize with me and even make the situation even better for me, but he did not. I don't know whether I could ever get along with someone like him as a friend.

If it were Hoseok, he would never let me down like that. Now, I will have to figure out what other kinds of sprains I can get to have this man stay home with me. Twelve weeks was not enough. Starting tomorrow, I will have to think of something.

"Stay close to me at all times." My train of thinking was broken when Jungkook pulled me closer to him and held me there as soon as we were inside the building. "Many people will be coming to me tonight; I apologize in advance."

He was under the impression that this was my very first rodeo. In the past, I had attended events that were comparable to these. Now that I am here, I am certain that the number of individuals who will approach him will double.

When people saw me at events like these, they immediately wanted to approach me and learn more about me.

It didn't surprise me when I glanced around that I had been the focus of everyone's attention so fast; many people were looking at me. Although I am pregnant, I knew for a fact that the reason why people were gazing at me had nothing to do with the fact that I am pregnant.

They were plainly gazing for two different reasons: first, they were inquisitive about the identity of such a gorgeous guy, and second, they were wondering about when the multibillionaire Jeon Jungkook got locked down by another man than the one they were accustomed to seeing.

I gave a broad grin and stayed close to my husband as I looked around the room, making eye contact with several people. Some sheepishly turned away, while others did their best to maintain eye contact with me, but I didn't allow them the opportunity to do so.

"Good evening. Can I offer you some champagne?"

I looked at the waiter but did not get the opportunity to respond as Jungkook took the lead in responding.

"My husband and I will have a Citrus Fizz."

"You are not having alcohol?" I looked at him as I awaited his response.

He kissed my temple and whispered, "I don't drink and drive."

"I can drive us home."

"Not happening with your hand, and trust me, you don't want me to drink."

As I placed some distance between us, I glanced at him, confused, hoping that I was not dealing with an alcoholic who was in the process of recovery. "Why not?"

He pulled me back to him, "there would be no sleep for you."

I was on the verge of becoming confused when something clicked in my head. "No drinking then!"

He chuckled and kissed my forehead, "not tonight."

The remainder of our evening went swimmingly well; Jungkook was kind enough to introduce me to everyone he knew who could be interesting, and I was blown away by how kind the majority of the people he worked with were. They weren't stuffy or pretentious in any way. Although Jungkook said it was the most comfortable he had ever seen many of them, he assumed it to be because I was there cracking jokes most of the time.

I had my doubts about that being the case, but even if it was, I was pleased to know that I had played a role in ensuring they had a nice time. No one should bother getting dressed up and go out of the home only to have a horrible time.

I noticed Jungkook's ex-husband, who was obviously interested in Jungkook throughout the night but refrained from approaching him. The way he kept staring at my husband never troubled me. I understood that it was a look of regret since he could see how happy Jungkook was, and I made sure to be by my husband's side the entire night. I wanted him to be aware of all he had wasted and everything he would never get back again. I didn't have to talk with him; he didn't deserve my time.

"Babe, I am going to the bathroom. Do you want to come with me?"

"No, I am fine. I went earlier." I assured Jungkook as I pulled away from him so he could go to the bathroom.

As he left, I walked towards the balcony to take in the breathtaking view that awaited me there. I could not appreciate the natural splendor of the place since I was too preoccupied with the other people around. I knew that quite a lot of money had been spent on the occasion, the mood was wonderful, and the décor was excellent; it was definitely a setting that was befitting for a prince like myself.

"Didn't take long for him to get trapped, I see."

The peace I had been enjoying was brutally disturbed when an unpleasant leech made its presence known, and I closed my eyes in response. After some consideration, I realized that the most effective strategy would be to ignore them, expecting them to disappear.

"I know you heard me. Jungkook thought divorcing me would give him an upgrade, but look at him, trapped."

As I turned to look at him, I couldn't help but laugh, "divorcing, you did offer him an upgrade. I am well aware that you are a cheater, a liar, a spiteful pig, and someone full of envy, but I am certain you are not blind. I am an upgrade. You and I are not on the same level.

After many years of settling with what he had, he finally had the good fortune to realize that there was something greater for him, and he could come and get it after getting rid of the trash holding him back.

And yes, he is trapped. Trapped in happiness, not misery and infidelity like he once experienced when he was with you.

In case it's not clear to you, let me make it; Jeon Jungkook is not missing you. You aren't someone that comes to mind for him at all. You no longer have any bearing on his life and are only a distant memory to him. Never again should you approach me in this manner; we are not acquainted in any way, and as the owner of this building, I have the authority to have you removed. Be glad I am enabling you to occupy the same physical space and breathe the same air we do."

"Is everything okay here?" Jungkook hurried over as he caught sight of us.

As I smiled, I leaned close to my husband and said, "everything is great, just watching the useless trash take itself out."

I was aware of the book "Fifty Shades of Grey," but I could see Fifty Shades of Red play out before my own eyes in a matter of seconds as his ex-husband huffed and stormed out of the room. Oh, how pitiful.

"Well, that was entertaining."

"Did he say anything to you? What happened?"

"I am starving, and my feet are killing me. He was irrelevant."

I had no intention of squandering the rest of the night talking about him. Because he observed my husband enjoying himself, which made him uncomfortable, he became angry and wanted to spew nonsense. Unfortunately, he went about it with the wrong person. There is nothing about myself or my marriage that makes me feel insecure.

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Jungkook was staring at me, and I could see that he was studying each of my words, but I had no intention of stopping. I cherished every single second of it.

He took a piece of pizza from the box and slipped it into my mouth, after which he used a napkin to clean the crumbs from the corners of my lips. I couldn't help but crack a grin when I watched him roll his eyes at this.

You might say that during the course of the last twelve weeks, he did a lot to take care of me. I justified everything I couldn't do by saying it was because of my hand. Things I couldn't blame on my hand; I blamed it on the pregnancy. Although most things regarding the pregnancy were not a lie. It was becoming difficult for me to get out of bed without his help. I also had a lot of accidents.

At first, I was embarrassed by what I had done, but Jungkook never once made me feel like he was being inconvenienced by me in any way. He had been the most understanding guy I had met. It was a huge weight lifted off my shoulders when he got a commode in our bedroom near the bed. I was able to go to the restroom without having to engage in a struggle.

Having five babies at once was a crime. Jimin needed to be charged. Jungkook wouldn't allow me to charge him, though.

"You didn't take a nap today; that's a first."

"That's because I slept until noon, remember."

"I was hoping you'd take a nap today."

"Why?"

"I got you something, but I have to pick it up."

He did?

"What did you get me?"

"It's a surprise."

Now he had me smiling. "What kind of a surprise is it? Diamonds?"

"No more questions; eat the rest of your pizza. We must get you showered before Taehyung and Hoseok get here."

Oh gosh, why was he coming here? I only invited Hoseok.

"I only invited Hoseok."

"I know, but I invited Taehyung as well. I told you that we would invite them both. You said you wanted a double date; how can Hoseok come without his husband?"

"That's why I told you to let's do it with Jimin instead. He said his husband is nice. I personally don't like Hoseok's husband, aka your attorney."

"And I told you I don't want you to mention that another person's husband is nice."

I smiled and rolled my eyes, "jealous much."

"Very much," he responded and leaned forward, kissing my lips.