All Chapters of My Pretty Husband: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I mustn't give up, I have to save myself. A tear rolls down my cheek as I'm consumed by terror. I'm begging anyone out there to help me, please, someone, anyone. I don't want to die like this, with that knife pressed against my neck, the cold blade sending shivers down my spine. That's why I chose to follow them, deeper into this desolate and dark alley, every step feeling like a countdown to my demise. I'm afraid the knife will slash my throat at any moment, and I'll be silenced forever. I hope I don't pass out before I escape from them, before I can scream for help one last time. "Please, let me go..." I whimpered, my voice barely audible, helpless and pleading. I stumble and fall onto the damp ground as they push me to the dead end of the alley, the walls closing in on me like a trap. I'm even more frightened, there's no light here except for the faint glow of streetlights that barely illuminate this godforsaken place. The shadows seem to be moving, twisting into menacing forms th

As we burst through the door, I frantically grab the first-aid kit, my hands shaking with desperation. I'm wounded too, but Baekhoon's condition is my only concern. He's the one who saved me from the jaws of death, and now he's paying the price. Baekhoon slumps on the sofa, his eyes sunken, his face a twisted mask of agony. I rush to his side, opening the first-aid kit with trembling hands. "We have to get you to the hospital!" I pleaded, my voice cracking with fear. "No need, I won't die from this," Baekhoon gasps, his voice barely above a whisper, but his eyes flashing with a defiant spark. "Don't be reckless!" I scolded, as I gently clean the bloody gashes on Baekhoon's face with antiseptic solution, my heart racing with every stroke. I apply a cold compress to the swollen and bruised areas on his cheek, praying that it will ease his suffering. "Oh God, it's swollen this badly," I muttered to myself, unaware of the words escaping my lips. "You need to take medicine to reduce

I trudge back to the bus stop, my feet heavy with defeat, and collapse onto the bench, waiting for the next bus to arrive. But before I can catch my breath, a sleek black car pulls up in front of me, its tinted windows reflecting the fading light. The window rolls down, revealing a chiseled face, a strong jawline, and piercing eyes that seem to bore into my soul - Byun Baekhoon. "Get in!" he commanded, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down my spine. "What? What are you doing here? What if someone sees?" I asked, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and excitement. "Get in!" he repeats, his tone brooking no argument, his eyes flashing with a hint of danger. "I don't like repeating myself, hurry up and get in!" I hesitate, my heart racing with trepidation as I scan the deserted surroundings. The silence is oppressive, punctuated only by the distant hum of a solitary car. I take a deep breath and slide into Baekhoon's car, the door closing behind me with a soft thud. This t

"What are your goals? Why are you after me? WHY ME, HUH?!" I screamed until my tears fell. "Who's your boss?! Who ordered you?! SAY! Did Byun Baekmyo tell? Say it! SAY!" I shouted blindly.I tried to rebel with all my might. Move left and right. Still, the strength of these two people was stronger than mine. I did not hesitate to keep trying to escape, not long after a black car stopped not far from us. It seems that was the car they were referring to."Take her quickly!" this man commanded."No! NO! LET ME GO! HELP!" I shouted frantically.I was forcibly dragged into the car, even though I was almost exhausted, I still tried to fight back. They kept cursing at me because I didn't do what they said. After all, who would want to be kidnapped like this?Now what comes to my mind was I have to bite this hand, who knew that way I could manage to escape. And sure enough, I bit him hard and maybe the hand almost ripped from my bite. I also pressed the op

"Oh, are you all right?" asked a man who knew no one, he crouched down and helped me up."Thank you, thank you! Sorry, sorry I'll take care of it soon! Please have a seat! Please!"I was so panicked that I didn't dare look at Baekmyo and Shela. I didn't know what their expressions were like, it was so embarrassing. Dropped everything!Oh yes, the only one who knew my true identity was Shela. I hope she didn't leak it to the office people, what was she here for anyway? She wants to show off his status as Baekmyo's lover? Did she forget that Baekmyo was mine? Mine legally and religiously."Oh, you're the mop, aren't you?" asked a fat man, pointing probingly at my face.What mop? His words made people hold back laughter, some even laughed at me openly. Shela also seemed to cover her mouth holding back laughter, while Baekmyo let out his signature grin."Manager Go, what do you mean?" asked Shela."No, Miss Kim Haeyeon. Actually it's a lo