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Chapter 29

--" Didn’t want to leave your wife behind? You’re becoming more and more of a wife-obsessed man, Dad. A real man shouldn’t be this much whipped!

Namjoon’s eyes widened. Who was saying this? The very man who spent his entire day circling around his wife like a devoted shadow?

--" I’m just tired, Dad.

Namjoon’s heart softened. He ran a gentle hand through Taehyung’s hair and asked in a calm voice,

--" How’s Jungkook?

--" He’s fine.

--" And my granddaughters?

--" Yeah, they’re also good, Dad. But they’re this tiny.

He gestured with his hand and again started saying with a wide smile gracing on his boxy lips.

--" Can you believe that my daughters, the daughters of Kim Taehyung, came into this world in the size of little baby mice? I could barely even hear their cries. They didn’t even open their eyes to look at me. My Jungkook suffered so much… I swear, I’ll make all of them pay. Every single one of them. They dared to lay a hand on my family, my wifey, they’ll regret it.” (his jaw clenched in anger.)

Namjoon frowned and asked,

--" And you expect me to believe you’ve kept them alive till now huh?

--" They’re just small fry, Dad. The real monsters are still out there. And I’ll make sure each one of them pays, down to the last inch.

--" Forget it. You look exhausted. Get some rest, son.

--" Bringing two daughters into this world is not a small task, Dad! And you, despite having two grandchildren yourself, walk around like a clueless, virgin father! You’ve ruined my respect in the eyes of citizens. What’s the point of this life now? I’m only alive because of my wifey. Otherwise, I would’ve donated myself to the people’s charity box.

Namjoon stormed out of the room. Showing even a sliver of sympathy for this son of his was the biggest mistake of his life.

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Jungkook had regained consciousness a little while ago. Ever since he woke up, he had been restless, desperate to see the babies. No matter how much Taehyung tried to calm him down, it wasn’t working. The doctors had strictly instructed that Jungkook shouldn’t move much after the surgery, but right now, he was wriggling like a restless shrimp.

Taehyung’s temper flared. He was about to scold Jungkook harshly but controlled himself at the last moment. Forcing a small smile, he gritted his teeth and said,

--" Lie down quietly, wifey. If you make me lose my temper, it won’t be good. Don’t be so impatient about the babies. You’ll get to experience this feeling again and again, trust me. Your husband has a big heart, he’ll make sure you become the mumma of twins again. Now, close your eyes and sleep, sweetheart. Once you’re a little better, I’ll take you to see our fairies. But first, give me a kiss. I’m suffering from severe kiss deficiency.

Jungkook momentarily forgot his pain and frustration, turning to glare at Taehyung with pure murder in his eyes. His lower body was still numb, but once he recovered, the first thing he would do was beat this man up to his heart’s content. What an unbearable human being he is!

Seeing Jungkook’s I’m-going-to-kill-you look, Taehyung awkwardly glanced around before clearing his throat and sighing dramatically.

--" Why are you looking at me like that? Do you even know how worried I was? Do you have any idea how many times I paced up and down this hallway? My personal, deeply cherished heart almost jumped out of my chest because of you! Do you know how hard I had to fight to keep it in? And now you’re glaring at me? Where is humanity? Where is justice? I swear, I need to file an official complaint with the Human Rights Commission. Now, I’m offering my cheek—just kiss me quietly. Or else, I can take it by force.