Jeon Jungkook

My name is Jeon Jungkook.
If someone had asked me years ago about the meaning of happiness, I would have answered without hesitation:
"Nina."
She was my wife, my home, and the only reason I ever came home, no matter what battles I was fighting in the company or the world.
I was obsessed with her to the point of madness.
I watch her smile like a drowning man watches his last breath.
I remember every little detail about her: the way she laughs, the tone of her voice when she calls me by name, and even the number of moles that adorn her skin.
I loved her more than I should have.
And perhaps that's why... it was taken from me.
When she told me she was pregnant, I thought God had finally decided to give me the whole world in my hands.
But the world doesn't give anything away for free.
A few weeks later, doctors discovered she had leukemia.
I remember that day very well.
I remember how my world silently collapsed while she smiled at me and said everything would be alright.
You lied.
And life lied to her.
Nina fought for many long months.
I endured pain, treatment, and weakness for the sake of our child.
And for my sake.
But she lost the battle the day our daughter won life.
The moment I first heard my baby cry...
I also heard the news of my wife's death.
It was as if fate had replaced one soul with another.
From that day on, I was no longer that man.
I got cold.
Sharp.
Dangerous.
I don't smile.
I don't trust anyone.
I run the country's largest companies; I have money, influence, and everything that can be bought...
Except for the one thing I want.
Nina.
As for my little daughter...
I couldn't even look at her without feeling my heart being torn apart.
That's why my grandfather intervened.
The only man whose word I still respect.
He told me that he had found someone who would take care of my child.
A girl named Julie.
I didn't care.
I didn't want to know who she was.
All I wanted was for everyone to leave me alone with my sadness.
But I didn't know that Julie's entry into my house...
It would be the beginning of a story I was never prepared for.

The scene...

I was sitting in my office on the top floor of the company, silently reviewing some files.

As usual, no one dared to disturb me while I was working.

But the office door was opened without permission.

I raised my head in annoyance to find my grandfather entering first, followed by a girl I had never seen before.

I frowned.

"What is there?"

My grandfather ignored my tone and said calmly:

"This is Julie."

I glanced at it quickly.

She stood silently, trying to hide her nervousness.

I closed the file in front of me.