Aren't you supposed to be at company or something?" His tone was casual, an overture of indifference, as though he would rather be anywhere but here, tangled up in whatever drama had set his father off. Han, his entire frame rigid with fury, clenched his teeth so hard it looked
as though they might crack. His breath came out in ragged, furious bursts. "Why? WHY?!" he spat, his voice vibrating with pent-up frustration. "You've ruined someone's life, Jungkook. Did you even think about the consequences?"
Jungkook, unfazed, gave his father a blank look. "What? Who did I mess up this time?" he asked lazily, still half-awake and barely paying attention to the tension in the room. The emotions swirling around him felt as distant as the sleep he was trying to shake off.
Han's nostrils flared as his fury reached a boiling point. "That omega's family," he snarled, his voice low and threatening. "omega's father came to me this morning. He told me how you showed up with gun yesterday and basically destroyed his son's wedding.
You told him you were going to marry his son in a week! How could you do something like that?" Jungkook blinked slowly, a sly grin tugging at his lips as the sleep faded away. He wasn't fazed at all. "Wait..." He let out a short laugh, shaking his head.
"You're telling me that 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘯 came running to you?" He chuckled darkly, his gaze turning mocking. "What does he think? That I'm just going to fold because he came crying to you?" Han's face reddened with barely restrained rage. His voice shook with fury,
the words like venom. "I can't believe you, Jungkook. How could you be this shameless?" he spat. "You don't just ruin people's lives for the hell of it!" His voice trembled with raw anger. "This isn't some game!" Jungkook barely even looked at him, his posture relaxed
as he casually leaned against the railing. "It's not about game, Dad," he said, his tone cold,as if he couldn't care less about his father's explosion. "It's about what I want. If the omega's father can't handle that I'm about to marry his son, then that's his problem, not mine."
Somi stepped forward, her face pale, her voice shaky with concern. "Jungkook, please..." she pleaded, her eyes wide. "This isn't the way. You can't just force someone to marry you. It's wrong." Jungkook cast a brief glance at her, his gaze distant, before turning his attention
to his father. His face was impassive, unreadable. "I don't need anyone's approval," he said flatly, his voice steely and uncompromising. "Least of all yours. I'm doing this whether you like it or not. In one week, I'll be marrying him. And there's nothing you can do to stop it."
Han's anger erupted. "This is insane, Jungkook!" he shouted, stepping forward, fists clenched. "You've lost your mind! You can't just demand someone marry you like this!" Then Elder Jeon's voice, sharp but low, cut through the chaos. "Enough, both of you!" His eyes locked onto
