| ELEVEN | - Ring (1/1)

I want to dedicate this chapter to my cute dongseng, irish_28 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------   Ring    Jiyong gently laid the sleeping Dara on their bed in his penthouse. He kneeled on the floor beside her and stares at her while she sleeps. Even in her dreams, her eyebrows were furrowed and her lips slightly pouted. He traced the lines on her forehead and smiled sadly.  He was so scared seeing Dara standing just behind the door of the conference room. And the look on her face gave way that she already remembers everything. He was waiting for her eyes to show some guilt and remorse but all he saw was betrayal and pain. He was waiting for her to say sorry on what she had done but what she did was run away from him as if he was the one at fault. He doesn’t know why, but he felt that there were some missing pieces to the puzzle. He really wanted to know the truth about everything.  He stood up and went to the other room to check on Hyunseung. He went near his crib and smiled down at him.  “Hyunseung, I wish appa could find the truth really soon. I don’t want to see your omma sad again”, he whispered at his son before bending his head down and placing a light kiss on his sons’ forehead.  He then started to walk back to the room where Dara is sleeping. He quickly stole a glance at her sleeping face before turning to the single couch across the bed and sitting there. Soon, his eyes feel as his subconscious mind was filled with Dara’s face painted with such painful expression.  ____________________________   Dara’s eyes fluttered open. She roamed her eyes around the room and gasps softly when she recognized the room. Why does Jiyong kept on reminding her how she was a fool back then? This room held so many memories. Memories of wishful thinking, broken hearts and empty promises and lies. She can’t stand being in this room for another second.     She stood up from the bed carefully, not wanting to make any sounds. And when she shifted her gaze on the right of the room, she saw Jiyong sleeping on the couch. He must be waiting for her to wake up and tell her that he wanted her out of his life. Tell her that he just want Hyunseung. She shook her head as she tried to block another pain that is threatening to enter.  She curled her hands into a ball and felt something on her fingers. She looked down on it and smiled sadly. She traced the contour of the ring on her finger before grasping it and removing it from her. She can’t believe Jiyong said all those lies to her. She placed the ring on the bedside table and glancing at Jiyong’s side once again before turning her heels around and walking towards the other room.  She felt tears threatening to fall from her eyes seeing Hyunseung peacefully sleeping on his crib. She went near to it and looked down on him. She felt sorry for him that he has a father who doesn’t even love his mother. And she felt sorry for Hyunseung for dragging him into this mess both her and Jiyong made. She won’t allow anything to hurt her little angel. She will do anything to protect him.  “Baby, sorry if omma is weak right now. I know I should be strong for the both of us but I’m trying really hard. But the pain is unbearable. Omma will just be gone for a while, neh? But I promise you that I’ll come back. Don’t worry, omma will come back. Wait for me, baby.. Okay?”, Dara’s tears fell as she bent down and kissed Hyunseung’s cheeks. The baby stirred from his sleep but doesn’t wake up.  Dara then slowly started her steps towards the door. She just have to learn how to ignore the pain she is feeling before taking Hyunseung with her. She can’t be a selfish person and let her baby feel the pain she is feeling too. It is enough if it is only her who will feel everything bad.  She hugged herself when she stepped inside the elevator and familiar feeling crept up to her. This elevator was the witness when her world crashed down on her the moment Jiyong kicked her out of his penthouse. She pushed the ground floor and waited patiently. When the door opened and she went out, she cursed silently in her head seeing Jiyong’s security team on the entrance. They shouldn’t see her. She turned around and walked towards the basement where the maid’s rooms are. She walked and walked and walked until she found out what she was looking for.  She opened the door and out she went. She shivered when she felt cold wind gushed.  ___________________________________   Jiyong’s face paled when he realized that Dara was no longer on the bed. He immediately stood up and went to every room to check on her but there was no sign of her. He went back to the room and his sight caught something. He went towards the bedside table and stared at the ring. He retrieved it and his breath shortened when he realized what ring it is.  It was Dara’s engagement ring! He quickly pulled out his phone and dialed his security team’s number. In two rings, the other line picked up.  “Have you seen Dara?”, he immediately asked.  “Isn’t she with you, Sir?”  “Dara’s missing. I want your men to find her pronto!”, he barked and ended the call. He was scarred. Knowing that her kidnappers are still on the loose and she can’t roam around Seoul City this late. He was about to go outside and help his security team to find her when his phone rang.  “Hello?”, Jiyong answered.  “How’s Dara?”, Seunghyun asked.  “She’s missing, hyung”, Jiyong answered in a small voice.  “What? She’s in your penthouse, right?”  “She was. But when I woke up, I found the bed empty. I need to find her, hyung”, Jiyong said. Desperation laced in his voice.  “We’ll find her, Jiyong”, Seunghyun said. Jiyong just nodded his head and ended the call.   _____________________________________    Dara slowly sat down at the cold, empty bench on the park. She rested hand on her side and she wrapped her other hand around her. Trying to keep herself warm.  This was the same bench where she sat the moment she knew that she was pregnant. She remembered feeling so scared that day, fearing that Jiyong won’t like their baby. She was actually happy hearing the news but her happiness was halted when she was remembered about her relationship with Jiyong. She really wanted to have a future with Jiyong. But it seems like Jiyong just saw her as a mistress, a woman he paid for to have sex with.  And then, he accused her of stealing the design on his hotel. She doesn’t even had an idea what was Jiyong was holding. She was seeing that paper and that drawing for the first time in her life and she was being accused of stealing it. Oh, the irony of it. She wanted to laugh to make the feeling a little lighter but she can’t. What she really wanted to right now is to bawl her eyes out.  She wrapped her two arms around her and bowed her head. She can’t believe that this is happening to her. Fate must be playing a trick on her. She was so happy with her memories of the past gone. She had Jiyong and Hyunseung. And she can also feel love from Jiyong. But she was fooled. All that Jiyong has said and showed her were all lies. He despised her for he believes that she was the one who stole his design and sold it to his competitor.  “Dara?”, a deep voice called her. She whipped her head up and saw Seunghyun walking slowly towards her.  “I’m glad I found you”, Seunghyun said as he stood in front of her. Dara looked up at him, expecting to meet his expressionless eyes, but she was surprised seeing relief on his brown eyes.  “Leave me alone”, she said, dismissing him.  “I can’t do that”, he said as he crouched down on his knees and tried to see her face.  Dara scooted towards the edge of the bench and was ready to run away from him.  “Come with me, Dara. Let me take you home”, Seunghyun said as he offered his hands to hers.  “I don’t have any home”, she said as she glared at him then bowed her head.  “Don’t say that. You’re going to be Jiyong’s wife soon. Jiyong’s home is your home.”  “I’m not going to be Jiyong’s wife. I’m just your brother’s little whore”, she said, accepting more pain as she said those things. She felt tears fell down her eyes and she immediately wiped them away.  “Don’t say that, Dara! How can you think of yourself like that? You’re not Jiyong’s whore”, Seunghyun exclaimed then he combed his hands along his hair out of frustration.  “What? It’s the truth. I’m a scheming bitch who used Jiyong for my own pleasure. Then I stole his design and sell it to his competitor. Then I trapped him with a baby knowing that I could get so many things from him”, Dara said as she planted her face on her palm and sobs in her hand.  Seunghyun sat beside her and placed his hands on her shoulders.  “Let me take you back to Jiyong, Dara”, Seunghyun pleaded.  “Please, don’t take me back there. Please”, Dara continuously begged as she sobbed harder on her hands. Seunghyun sighed and lifted Dara on his arms.  “Don’t take me back there, Seunghyun. I’m begging you”, Dara pleaded once again.  Seunghyun just nodded his head and placed Dara gently inside his car and instructed the driver to go to one of their hotels. Then he got his phone and dialed Jiyong’s number and told him where he is taking Dara.                     “Hyung! Why did you bring her here? You could’ve just brought her back to my penthouse. And where did you find her?”, Jiyong said while looking at Dara who is peacefully sleeping inside the presidential suite of Imperial Park Hotel.  “She was ready to run as fast and as far as she can the moment she heard your house. So I have to promise her that I won’t bring her back there. I found her in the playground just a few blocks away from your penthouse”, Seunghyun said as he sighed. Jiyong looked up at him and smiled a tight smile.  “Thank you, hyung. For helping me find her”, Jiyong said as he returned his gaze towards Dara.  “I hope everything will be alright now”, Seunghyun said as he also fixed his gaze on Dara.  “You seemed to be concern for her now, hyung. What happened?”, Jiyong asked. Curious as to why Seunghyun suddenly had a change of heart about Dara.  “When I saw her earlier on the bench with her arms wrapped around her, I don’t care anymore if she was the one who stole our design. All that matters now is I have a little sister I have to protect”, Seunghyun said as he faced Jiyong and tapped his shoulders.  “It does not matter to me either”, Jiyong simply said as he bent down and kissed Dara’s forehead.      --------------------------------------------------------A/N: Okay, I want to say sorry first if this chapter has so many mistakes. I'm so lazy to proofread this chapter. :DD Kekekekekekeke. Let me know what you think, neh?? And to all APPLERS out there, aren't you happy that Dara's here in the Philppines?! That means she and Jiyong might be together right now! (Delusional mind working) Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. Okay, enough of me fangirling.. :DD