MY BAD BOY IN SUIT: Sin Or Death
Dark Days

Steven -

Memories of the past will always be overshadowed. No matter how strong it is to let go of the chain, it will always be entangled.

Evil and selfish, that's how I am. But I won't apologize because I don't deserve to be forgiven. Without thinking about her feelings, I spoke in a loud voice and slightly snapped.

Elena is innocent but I can't control my emotions either. Why does everything have to happen? How long should I feel guilty?

I can't get my revenge because the culprit is gone. Now just vent that anger at someone else who has nothing to do.

I passed by the welcoming servants and my own wife who gave me her friendly smile without retaliating. It would be better to shut up right now or I could get out of control doing bad things that hurt him.

I went to the room where I kept all my liquor and alcohol. Where I collect all that, my own private bar. After entering I put the origin of my work bag on the sofa relaxed.

Then enter the shelf area containing a variety of drinks and alcohol at fantastic prices. There are even two sports cars.

Randomly my hand picked up a bottle of Jack Daniels then sat in the front seat of the reception desk. I gulped at once until I finished half the bottle.

Anyone knows I could be said to be one of the kings of alcohol. My tolerance for alcohol and any kind of alcohol is very strong. I'd just get drunk if I finished three or four bottles, and I'd still be conscious.

My mind floated. The guilt continues to haunt me. I don't understand whether it's regret or guilt or both. I helped a stranger but lost my own brother.

My malice discouraged me from mingling with my family until I lost the most precious person in my life.

Once again I gulped the contents of the bottle of alcohol in my hand until it ran out, today I want to forget everything even for a moment. No matter fainting, I obviously need a lot of drinks today.

Shit! It's over quickly.

I walked up to the shelf back and took three bottles at once Jack Daniels of a different kind. After I sat back down I opened the bottle cap and went back to drinking it without pouring it into the glass.

My body was bent, head was bowed, and hands were rubbing random hair. I shed my tears, this is what I would be if I couldn't bear the sadness. My life had been too lonely until Elena finally came, but the shadow of the past was still left.

I sipped my drink until it ran out. This is the second bottle, my throat is actually getting hot but I am still not drunk at all.

As he was about to drink the third bottle, someone grabbed him. Kuhardik him with a sharp cold gaze, very stabbing for disturbing my me time.

The person I was hard at first was surprised but he was trying to stay normal. Elena took all the drinks on the table away from me.

"It's not like this! It's sad enough, baby"

I breathed heavily "get out of here, I don't want to be bothered"

His hand held my face, his gaze was always gentle. That was her trademark, very gentle and graceful, the reason why I wanted this woman so badly. So plain and pure.

Her lips smiled warmly and soothingly, the gaze was so shady and warmed "if you want to cry cry cry, I will give you my shoulder. Crying does not mean weak, sadness does not mean a loser, pretending to be strong does not mean you are great. So yourself, no need to pretend"

As soon as I wanted to cry so hard, my life was indeed full of pretense. Acting strong when I'm fragile from the inside.

I let go of his hand, not wanting to see myself at my weakest point for the second time. But she was stubborn, Elena held my face again with her beautiful, warm hands.

"Maybe you did your best but most importantly forgive yourself. The first and foremost thing is to be happy with yourself. Take that bond off your neck, because the hardest thing is not to choose but to stick to the choice. Isn't that what you always taught me? Then why have you failed to apply it to your own heart?"

Damnit damnit! I look so weak now. I immediately hugged her very tightly and broke all the sadness that had been held back. It's an emotion I can't explain.

Elena gave me her shoulder to cry on, stroked my back and tried to calm me down. I don't sob like a woman, just cry like a loser.

He let go of my embrace when it calmed down, taking me to sit on the sofa relaxing together. I still hugged her so tightly and hid my face in her chest.

She's my wife so it's my right to touch her as I please. Elena just stroked my dense hair and hummed a little. I admit her voice is soft and sweet, so added.

"I'm sorry for being rude to you this morning"

"No problem honey, you're just in sadness" he replied. Although the English is still not good, there are some mistakes in the pronounsation but this is very good because he also only studied for a moment.

"When did you speak English?" I got up from his arms.

The pregnant woman who must be my own wife rests her back on the back of the sofa. "I've been studying it all this time, but it's still bad, right?"

"That's good enough" I said happily.

He was very pleased with my praise, I glued the tip of his head smoothly.

Elena pulled something out of her pocket, "i was in Alvin's room"

He looked serious, the change in his facial jaw was drastic. "No matter how I got there. I want to ask why you have this?"

My eyebrows furrowed and I was in shock when I saw his hand fling the hanging pendant. It was a locket belonging to brother Alvin, who he said came from a pretty little boy he liked.

"It belongs to my brother"

"This is mine" he answered simply.

His? Why could?

He carefully changed his sitting position, lifting one leg to the sofa so that he could clearly face me. "This is mine that I lost when I wasn't even six"

"But Brother Alvin said it belonged to a little boy he liked" I was still amazed.

Elena seemed to think of many things, "i remember now"

It's so confusing, remember what?

His hand grabbed my hand and held it "at that time I was still not even six years old, I ran away from my house because I could not stand Jessica. I crossed the bridge over the Han River and cried for a moment there. It was raining heavily, making me feel even more upset. It was so hard for me at that time, I really could not bear the torment of that demonic woman. I decided to end everything, when I saw the river water my mind was so empty. I was pulled to suicide. But the noise blew away the hallucinations. Not far from where I stood four teenage boys were fighting. More precisely three to one. I hesitated to help because I was too small. The three men were about to push the other one into the Han river. They were terrible sniffers, even wanting to kill their victims. The three left when they thought their victim had fallen but it turned out that he was hanging on the bridge. He kept screaming for help, I didn't let him, I decided to help him. After I was able to help, I looked at his face. I just left without listening to her thank you. And now that I know why that face is so familiar, why the first time I saw you in my house I used to look familiar to you"

Hearing the story I wanted to be angry even though I didn't know who. Why does he feel familiar to me?

"Who?"

"He's Alvin's brother, your older brother. I saved him and it looks like my locket fell down back then and he picked it up" he explained.

It feels like exploding, I want to nuclear bomb this world. It was so eager to create an atomic bomb and make this life end.

"You mean brother Alvin was bullied?"

"Yes, it was raining so hard that I couldn't see the face of the culprit, but I recognized your brother" she replied confidently.

My emotions made me feel bad, I pounded the table made of thick glass in front of me until it broke. Elena was surprised by me, she immediately caught me from over-behaving again.

I'm trying to let go of myself, I'd love to vent this. How dare he bully the older brother of a Steven Lee to kill him. I swear to myself whoever did it must die at my hands.

My hand wound was nothing compared to my heart and soul pain for so many years. Elena hugged me from the back which was starting to go wrong, her bulging stomach made us quite distant.

"I beg Steven, take control of yourself. At least for our son"

The word 'our son' is able to melt my frozen heart. I almost forgot we had a responsibility to take full care of.

I breathed a long, heavy breath, I wiped away my escaped tears. Right now I'm full of grudges, I have to avenge it.

This woman stood in front of me, her own gaze capable of making me lose always. But that doesn't mean it can take away the grudge in my heart.

He took my blood-soaked hand, "please once again control yourself. We'll take your hand"

I nodded and following his invitation, we left my private bar area and went to the main hall. He made me sit on the couch and treat my wounds.

"Tomorrow we're jihadi?" ask him while focusing on treating me.

"I don't want to leave the house" I replied sarcastically.

Elena looked at me and shook her head, "please, I want you to be able to feel at peace"

"Alright just because you asked" I replied.

After putting the bandage on, he kissed the bandage and stroked my hand. "Look at your daddy baby, he's so arrogant, right? Though usually he can act mature and know when to act" he chatted with his fetus.

My heart warmed to see this interaction, a little family warmth I had never felt before. My emotions were gone for a while, I wanted to spend my time on both of them.

"You don't look like your daddy, baby, you have to be gentle and humble"

My uninjured hand stroked her distended stomach, "daddy is sorry for making you guys surprised"

I kissed his stomach, "daddy loves you so much" I said gently.

Elena chuckled, I am grateful and sincerely hope that our little family will continue to endure and be bestowed with happiness. Anger used to reign but I can think clearly now.

It turns out that the answers have been around me, after painstakingly finding out the past but nil. Even a glimmer of hope exists from Elena, my wife. He kept all my past answers complicated and depressing.

...So the author's story already wants to the core of the problem, should I make this story has ended by sad ending or happy ending?...

It's a visual of Elena after seven months pregnant, growing more mature and elegant