𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬: The Trilogy

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐈: Chapter 45

〖 THE NEXT DAY 〗

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[Author's POV]

It was dinner time, Y/n ended up again being the one to cook food for Hyori and Aera. She was ordered to stand at the dinner table before them and served them like the maids would usually do.

Hyori and Aera sat together having dinner, while Y/n stood still watching them like she was an object.

Y/n couldn't help but feel humiliated by them, like she was nothing more than a servant.

Early that morning before the sun could even rise, Hyori had stormed into the shared room of Jungkook and y/n, and ordered her to get up and get started on house chores the way maids did every morning.

Y/n's eyes were swollen from crying herself to sleep the night before. Despite what had happened, she couldn't help but miss Jungkook. Her heart was still feeling heavy, and body feeling weaker than ever. Her muscles were sore from yesterday's hard task. But she had quickly complied once again, scared to disobey her.

Her first tasked was to grab all the sheets from all the beds and wash them and replace them with clean ones.

Once she completed the tasks she was ordered to do, Hyori ordered her to continue with other housework that she could think of.

That's when Y/n knew they were treating her more like a housemaid, not as a daughter-in-law, not as a friend, especially not like Jungkook's wife.

As she stood before them eating dinner, her whole body was aching. She had done almost everything that a house maid was suppose to do. She moped every floor to vacuuming, replacing dirty linen, to cleaning every bathroom, and many more that Hyori and Aera could think of.

Y/n didn't know why they were doing this. She had just hope maybe it was to see if she loved Jungkook enough, to obey all their orders. Then maybe once they notice how diligent and obedient she was, they might change their cold persona and finally accept her into the family, like she always wanted from Hyori—her mother-in-law.

"Um, can you do your job and pour me some tea," Aera scornfullysaid, interrupting Y/n out of her thoughts.

Y/n quickly poured Aera green tea, feeling her hands shaking out of exhaustion. The whole day she didn't even find time to sit and rest her sore and tired body.

Y/n then turned towards Hyori and poured the tea into her cup with lack of energy.

"You bitch!" Hyori screamed in pain. Y/n had accidentally spilled the scorching hot tea onto her lap.

"I'm so sorry!" Y/n frantically say, feeling concerned for Hyori. But the moment y/n met Hyori's gaze, fear washed over her.

"Oh my God, auntie are you okay?" Aera gasped, looking so shock but angry at the same time.

Hyori's eyes furrowed and furiously got up to meet Y/n's glossy scared eyes.

"I'm so sorr—" Y/n cried, but Hyori's slapped her across the face. The slap was hard enough to be heard from the living room, where Maria was.

Y/n brought her hand to the side of her painful cheek, and slowly turned back to meet the fiery eyes of Hyori. She could of swore she saw the devil in her eyes.

"I know you did that purposely," Aera hissed.

"I know she did." Hyori folded her arms, glaring at Y/n. "She just wants to take me out of the picture and acquire all of the Jeon fortune."

Maria had finally came in, watching the whole thing, wishing to stand up to y/n. But she knew she couldn't.

Y/n had felt bad for what she had done, but hurt from how insolent Hyori is being towards her. She didn't know what to do, as she stood there looking at Hyori, with her eyes swelling up in tears.

"Look here little girl," Hyori aggressively grabbed Y/n's hair. "Opportunistic low-class girls like you, need to be taught a lesson."

"Maria!" Hyori shouted. "Follow!" She then dragged y/n by the hair and out the kitchen. Aera followed from behind feeling entertained.

Maria became flustered not knowing what to do. "Madame, please don't hurt y/n. I don't think—"

"Maria, you may work for Jungkook's mansion but you still work for my husband," Hyori scowled. "Before Jungkook, you obey me!" Her eyes were bulging out. "So you better shut your mouth, if you know what's good for you."

"Ow, eomeonim!" Y/n cried out, feeling the pain from Hyori's tight grasped on her hair.

"What did I say about calling me eomeonim!" Hyori raged, dragging her towards the basement of the mansion. "I will never accept you into this family."

Once they got down to the basement, she pushed her onto the cold hard floor. Hyori and Aera stood looking down, feeling no remorse at the pitiful Y/n.

Hyori's guards soon came down and gave her a long strip of black leather.

The colour drained from her face as she stared wide eyed at the black strip of leather. It was a whip.

Terror washed over her, raising the fine hairs on her body. All she could think about was what they were going to do with that whip.

But before y/n can beg Hyori not to hurt her, y/n winced and braced herself when she see Hyori raising the whip. The whip slashed her hard, sending electrifying pain through her entire body.

Then Aera eagerly got the whip from Hyori's hands and whipped her, feeling pleasure and satisfaction.

"You think you can own all this," Hyori scoffed, as Aera whipped y/n once again. "This is all mine. I worked hard to get to where I am now. Then you show up just like that, trying to take it all from me." Hyori spat on her, then grabbed the whip and whip her again, finally getting to express her built up hatred and anger.

"Then now you want to take Jeon Enterprise from me? Huh?" Hyori whipped again, then sardonically chuckled. "Junsu and Jungkook don't even do half the work that I do for that company. They're more focus on their actual business..." she pauses and soon a wicked smile appeared on her face.

"Oh wait you don't know." Hyori chuckled again, then glanced at Aera, who had a devilish smile on her face.

Y/n couldn't fully even listen to what they were speaking about. All she kept thinking about was the pain. Her entire body was aching from all the whips. The pain was unbearable, her entire body felt like it was on fire.

"You really think Jungkook loves you?" Anger crept onto Aera's voice, as she grabbed the whip from Hyori. She whipped Y/n once again, feeling satisfied to see her looking weak and powerless.

"Answer me bitch!" Aera whipped again.

Y/n weakly nodded, even when it hurt her to move.

"Well, you're fucking wrong." Aera whipped her again and again and again, releasing deep anger she had for Y/n. "Heck, you don't even know who you're even married too." She chuckled, along with Hyori beside her.

"Oh honey, I don't even think Jungkook really told you the full story of the day your roommates were killed—let alone what he does for a living." Hyori's scornfully laughed again, looking down at her.

Y/n finally managed to look up at them, confused at what they were saying and trying to manage the excruciating pain radiating throughout her entire body.

"Honey, you're married to a mafia boss."