Bad X Bad: My Dear Hana - Chapter 83

“This is our home.” He shows her around the house. It’s a two-storey building in the outskirt of the city like the house where he killed Bo Ji Won. “I brought this when you won your first case.”

Silently, she follows him around while holding his hand. There’s everything that one might need for living. It’s clean too. There are pictures of her from every phase of life. Though he’s not showing it, he’s happy. He has imagined this a lot of time, but he has been never sure if he could ever show this place to her.

He takes her to the basement. There, she can see a big television, bottles of chemicals, different types of knives, small cameras, and even the clothes that he wore when he met her as the magnolia killer. “I had to become this person for you.”

With deep sorrow in her eyes, she hugs him from behind. “I am sorry.”

“My dear, you have a lifetime to love me and pay for your sins.” He chuckles darkly and squeezes her hand. “Hana, thank you for coming back to me.”

“Oppa, thank you for loving me so much.” She presses her face on his face. “You have suffered alone for a long time. You don’t need to do it anymore. I am here. You won’t be alone anymore.”

Im Jihoon pulls her in front of him. He looks into her eyes. She’s honest. He knows his Hana best. There is no trace of false feeling. After such long tiring years, she’s here with him.

He hugs her again. He will never have enough of his. “You really chose me, my dear.”

“Yes, I have chosen you only.” Hana places her palms on his back. “Only you.”

***

He takes her to their bedroom. He opens the window. The scent of magnolia lingers into the room. If one outstretches the arm, they can touch the branch of the magnolia flower tree. She plucks one flower.

She does. It’s the day of her 100th-day celebration day – the day she chose him. It is the reason why she decided to see him tonight. “I remember.”

“If you had delayed more, I would have lost my patience.” Im Jihoon tears the petals of the magnolia flower one by one. Something in eyes flash. “Since you have chosen me, you don’t need Do Sejin and Jung Kwang-soo, right?”

Jung Kwang-soo should have died that day. Since he didn’t die the first time when Im Jihoon was being kind, Im Jihoon would make sure that he dies in the most painful way for not taking his kindness.

Do Sejin. Im Jihoon wonders what kind of death is suitable for that boy. He has seen her with Ahn Hana. Even after everything, that man dares to covet his Hana. Everything nearly went wrong because of that boy.

Ahn Hana pulls away from him and looks at him indignantly. “Tell me why do you have a woman beside you. You even have two children. What about our Ha-Neul now? What about me?”

The jealousy in her eyes is clear. He laughs when he sees her like that. “I will take care of them. She is a front in the society that wants to conform me to them. I will take care of her. If the children annoy you too much, I will also take care of them.”

He has been married to his wife for years. That woman is dumb as a cow. She never doubted his love once. Maybe he is that good at bed and pretending as her loving husband. If one is married, one has to have children because that’s what normal is. There is only one person in his heart. Nobody else has been there.

“How will you take care of them?” She frowns and grumbles to him. “It should be only you, me, and our daughter only. I don’t want anyone else. I don’t care about what you do to Do Sejin or Jung Kwang-soo.”

Im Jihoon is delighted to see her like this. He holds her face in his palms. “Don’t worry, my dear. I will remove them from my life. I only belong to you. Don’t you trust me?”

“You didn’t love him. So, I don’t care. You also had your needs.” His eyes trail down on her curves. “I wanted to be with you like this. I wanted you to love me back.”

She smiles at him. Her eyes shine like stars, pulling him into her. All of a sudden, she kisses him fervently, fumbling with the buŧŧons of his shirt. When their lips part, they pant for air. He shoves her on the bed. She lays there, watching him taking off his shirt. For the first time, she’s allowed to see him. He smiles when he notices the dėsɨrė in her eyes. She is restless for him. He bends down and unzips her dress slowly while looking into her eyes.

He glances at the scars covering her body – both new and old. “You are beautiful, my dear Hana.”

“Yi Hwan Oppa…” She whispers his name and raises her arms to invite him in her embrace. “Come.”

He falls into her embrace, seeking the love that he has been craving for all his life.