บททั้งหมดของ MY CRUSH, MY NEIGHBOR: บทที่ 151 - บทที่ 160

YOO-MI’s POVTears brimmed my vision as I stared at Jeonghan storming in our direction. I couldn’t believe that someone actually came to save me and of all people, it was Jeonghan. God is still good to me, he never let anything bad happen, and even sent the man I needed right now.The sick perverted psychopath abruptly let go of me, pushing me to the wall. He wasted no time to run off, leaving me here with mouth agape, shaking on the ground.“Don’t you dare asshole!” Jeonghan was ready to run after him but when he saw me, stopped dead in his track. He froze, and I could see that he was shocked when his eyes met mine. “Yoo-Mi?”My head pulsed with sharp pain, and I winced touching my forehead. Then I found blood on my palm. My forehead was apparently bleeding from the smack against the brick wall.“Yoo-Mi, is that you?” he rasped before his jaw tightened, and I could even see his eyes burning with rage bef

YOO-MI’s POV“Yoo-Mi,” Jeonghan stayed with me on the floor hugging me tight for about 10 minutes or more. I hummed and he gave me small kisses on my head. “I’m sorry.”We stared at each other for a long minute. I let out a sad whimper, my body betraying the little strength I wished I had right now.His hand found my cheek and it felt like fire as it wiped the tears from my face. I tried to swallow, tried to breathe, tried to remind my heart to beat.I always hated it when his chocolate eyes came into focus, they were shining with unshed tears.Everything inside of me cracked wide open, like the earth when molten lava poured from its core, red, fierce and angry. I looked away, smacking his hands from my face.He tilted my chin looking back at him, and the moment his lips slammed into mine, my entire world burst into flames.He kissed me softly that made my senses reel as if short-circuited. Jeonghan kissed me dev

JOSH’s POVHoney snuggled closer, her small hands wrapped around my neck carrying her, as I walked to the cold park today. It’s too cold to play here so we’re heading to the mall to watch a movie this afternoon.The wind was fierce and frigid as it whipped past us. Honey cowered closer to me, hid her face in the crook of my neck. “Daddy Josh, it's making my face cold.”Because of her frail body, she’s now afraid of the cold, so she always wore a lot of thick layers, a thick fur jacket, knitted hat, scarf, and gloves.“Hold a little more baby, we’re close,” I told her as I walked the remaining fifty feet to the movie theatre.“Daddy, can you sing me a song?” she then whispered, her head lying weakly on my shoulder.I started to hum her favorite song, and started singing. I couldn’t stop a tear that slipped from my eye when I remembered my last conversation with Yoo-Mi before she left

YOO-MI’s POVI got up slowly, my hands trembled as I gripped the towel tightly on my body.I pulled out a pair of jeans and a shirt inside my suitcase and dressed quickly. As I exited the bedroom, my feet found the kitchen and there was Yoon Jeonghan sitting at the table, his hands were on his face.He glanced up a second later, his eyes instantly locking onto mine. The smell of coffee and bread hit me and made my mouth water. I was in dire need of some coffee and breakfast.He quickly stood up and pulled a chair for me. Once I sat down, I noticed there already were two coffee cups at the table.“I’m sorry, I don’t have a chocolate with me.” he took a seat next to me, his chair perfectly close yet far enough away it didn’t feel crowded.I don’t like chocolate anymore Jeonghan.“It’s alright.” I eagerly grabbed the cup and brought it to my lips. It was still hot.As soon as I took my f

YOO-MI’s POVJeonghan helped me get inside the bathroom to clean myself again after our fight. He carried me back inside the room and laid me on his bed. I heard him rummaging around in the closet as the sun sets over the mountains. The night has fallen.I felt his fingers graze my skin as he removed the towel on my body. He put on his shirt on me, something with long sleeves covered my body as I laid back down. It smelled like him. Just like him. He pulled out the towel and threw it in the basket together with his dirty clothes.My hands reached for him as soon as I felt his side of the bed dipped. He’s warm, feverish. I could feel the weight on his shoulders as I scooted closer. I wanted to be closer to him, right next to him.The moment my head found his chest, it felt like every broken piece of my heart was instantly healed.“We need to talk,” I exhaled as his hand rubbed the back of my head. The other links with mine on his stoma