046

JEON

Courtroom - Day Two

Polished mahogany railing creaks under my grip. If I squeeze any harder, it'll splinter.

She stands twenty feet away- back turned, shoulders tense beneath that too-tight black coat—she clearly chose it to spite me, that somehow makes me want to rip it off until she's naked.Hair black silk spilled down her spine-just long enough to fist my hands in and drag her back home where she fucking belongs.

And those tits—-Christ-—still high and defiant even she has hidden them like some nun now. Coward. As if layers of wool could erase how perfectly they fit in my palms last time, How perfectly she fit beneath me, choking on every thrust until tears smeared those pretty cheeks raw-

Fuck.

A muscle jumps in my jaw as the prosecutor drones on about "victim testimony." Victim? Please. The only victim here is me, forced to sit here watching her play martyr while Lucas sobs quietly against chest because his traitorous mother won't even look at him anymore, tiny fists smacking against my skin for attention, which nobody gives right now except me. And even now? He's got shit timing because all I see is her. The curve of her waist where my hands fit perfectly when forcing her on my cock—The faintest tremble in her fingers when she adjusts a paper on the stand.

My jaw locks hard, teeth might crack.

Two months.

Two fucking months since I've had her underneath me or bent over my desk screaming my name like she used to—before this goddamn rebellion started.

Across the room, Elon drones on with his bullshit defense strategy-While those tits still perky at me,  enough to leave marks between teeth. they won't stay hidden under fabric forever—whether the judge agrees or not...

"Sh shh Lucas—" wooshik whispers.

She loosing every legal battle thrown at her.Then she will lose every physical one after dragged back home, until i prove point further who owns every parts inside-out...

Gavel slams once.Judge glares over rimless glasses towards prosecution table.

"Proceed."

Elon doesn't hesitate stepping forward like the smug bastard he is- "Your honor! My client has been nothing but  short patient throughout these proceedings, despite outrageous allegations made by Miss Y/N here!"

"Mr. Jeon?" Judge Kin peers over his glasses at me like I should care about whatever bullshit he just said.

I lean back slowly, letting the silence stretch. "...Repeat that." My voice sounds bored even fury boils behind.

The bailiff shifts uncomfortably before clearing his throat "You're being asked directly-did you ever physically harm Miss. Y/N?"

Mrs. Jeon.

I clench teeth, Elon already rising smoothly beside our table with another stack of records ready to bury this circus six feet deep.

THUD.

"Your Honor, Mr. Jeon has always been nothing but respectful and generous toward his wife." Elon spreading his hands in infuriatingly calm way "There are numerous witnesses who can attest to Mr. Jeon's...shall we say... gentle nature." He nods toward Wooshik and Minho, who's seated near the defense table- expressions carefully blank but their presence heavy as loaded guns.

Lucas squirms violently in my lap now, tiny fists beating against my chest like a drumroll of pure frustration-"Da... da! Daaaa....dah!" His fat finger jabs accusingly across the room at her— again— But she doesn't turn once, not even when Lucas lets out another high-pitched cry that makes half of the jurors flinch under robes.

Her back stays rigidly turned to us both.

Lucas squirms violently-tiny fingers straining against my grip as he pointing at her again, whimpers high-pitched, desperate like a wounded animal denied its mother's touch for too long"Da... daa... DAAAAH!" His face scrunches up red under the strain of frustration; he doesn't understand why she won't turn around even once despite how hard he tries.

And her? She's still too busy arguing about divorce.

Divorce? Over my dead fucking body.

"Da..da..da...ba...mmhhhda..dah-"Lucas keeps up his relentless assault on my patience (and dignity). Every gurgle from him sounds less like baby talk more like personal betrayal wrapped around pacifier—since she won't acknowledge either of us for two goddamn days- not one glance stolen at son or husband...

She doesn't flinch though-just keeps glaring daggers at Elon while Lucas wails louder, kicking legs wildly because my kid hates being ignored like daddy, when it comes to her.

Don't push me more y/n, this will cost you a lot for suffering my boy like this.

She stands frozen—pale as paper, dark circles under her eyes, Her chapped lips press together in a thin line when Judge Kin asks for proofs again today. She clutches those files to her chest. Like a cornered rabbit still trying to look brave. My chest ache to drag her home and fix this myself instead of letting some judge decide what happens next.

Judge leans forward slightly "Miss Y/N... do you bring any witnesses today on your behalf?"

Her shoulders tense further- "No," she whispers- "I'm my only witness."

"Wow" Elon snorts "Now the judicial system is taking lawyers' words in lawyers' cases?" He throws his hands up like it's some grand joke, turning to the judge panel with exaggerated concern. Lucas whimpers again- tiny fingers curling into fists as if sensing how close I am to standing up and silence that smug bastard permanently.

"Your Honor, I hate to say it but this is exactly why public trust in our courts erodes when victims bring zero evidence and expect sympathy over facts."

Judge Kin raises a hand sharply toward Elon before turning back toward her -"...Miss Y/N? Is what Mr. Sung said true? You have no witnesses other than yourself?"

Silence.

Lucas lets out another desperate whimper against my chest. But I don't look down at him-not when she finally opens that chapped mouth again after two days of icy defiance-

"...N-no judge... just me..."

Elon barely contains his grin and leans back casually -"Your honor... Miss Y/N admits there are no corroborating witnesses to support any claim made today....."

The bastard never waited to let her speak—I told him to let her speak first before dragging his own bullshit into spotlight but here we are, plays roughest hand possible whether instructed or not...

Judge Kin's glares at him"Mr. Elon Sung, Let her speak."

Elon's smirk falters for just half a second before he recovers smoothly and raising his hands in mock surrender.

Asshole.

"Yes miss y/n speak." Judge says

Her throat bobs "Um..i ...i don't have any witness with me—i just have the medical reports of that time when he...he assaulted me in..in my apartment and the next day he and his men burn down my apartment then-"

Elon snorts but shut his mouth quickly.

"Then he..he assaulted me day by day in his villa and-"

"Ma..ma...mah..." lucas tries to wriggle out at her. I press his face against my chest-his fat cheeks squished against the fabric.

She trembles, Doesn't look back."A-And as per all the evidence burnt there i don't have anything more right now"

Judge Kin rubs his chin with a disapproving sigh. "Miss Y/N... without any witnesses, or any physical evidence to support your claims, it will be difficult to prove the validity of your allegations."

Her face pales, but she doesn't falter just yet. There's a stubborn set in her jaw that i know all too well.

"Medical reports... and no witnesses," judge shakes his head, fingers steepled under his chin. "And you claim these assaults happened repeatedly in Mr. Jeon's villa?"

"My lord, i just—"

WAAAAH—Lucas lets out another pitiful whimper against my chest, she stands frozen  mid-sentence, still refusing to turn despite how hard my son fights against my grip to reach her...

Elon recovers first- of course he does"Your honor... if I may interject." He flashes that polished lawyer smile "My client has always been exceptionally devoted family man who provides generously for wife and child alike..." He nods toward Wooshik sitting silently near defense table "...It's deeply unfortunate Miss.Y/N feels compelled make such grave allegations without single corroborating witness standing beside her today."

Judge Kin raises an eyebrow at him before turning back down sharply onto her again "Miss Y/N? You say all evidence burned along with apartment?"

Her throat bobs, hands clutching those crumpled medical records tighter "Yes..."

Judge kin sighs "Miss.Y/N, the fire investigation report clearly states your apartment burned due to faulty wiring-a short circuit in the kitchen area. The neighboring witnesses all confirm this."

Her shoulders stiffen.

He shakes his head with a sigh of frustration. "You're asking this court to believe that Mr. Jeon personally orchestrated an arson attack and dragged you out against your will when forensic evidence points otherwise."

"No... no Your Honor it wasn't electricity-I was there! They set everything ablaze then pulled me into car and-"

CLAP CLAPElon claps and chuckle loudly "Oohhhh nice nice... another new story by Miss Y/N."

This bastard.

"Your honor! This is exactly what I warned about—false narratives spun in thin air while real facts are ignored!" He turns toward her "btw nice story, Miss Y/N."

"Mr. Elon" Judge Kin raises a hand at him "Miss y/n, You claim eyewitness testimony without producing single neighbor corroborating your version of events?"

Elon seizes up faster "Your honor, we already submitted sworn affidavits from three separate neighbors who explicitly deny seeing anyone other than firefighters at scene." A pause before adding silkily: "Unless Miss. Y/N has secret CCTV footage hidden somewhere?"

THUD!

"Order!" The judge snaps and glares at Elon. "Mr. Elon, keep your commentary in check-this is still an open proceeding."

Elon raises his hands in mock surrender again "Apologies Your Honor...just got carried away by the sheer creativity of Miss Y/N's testimony."

Silence falls abruptly. Even lucas gone quiet now- clutching my lapel as he stares across the courtroom at her.

The judge ignores him and turns toward her"Miss Y/N... you claim repeated assaults in Mr Jeon's villa yet produce no witnesses? No neighbors who heard screams? No staff members present during these alleged incidents?"

Her fists clench tightly, knuckles blanch white against those medical reports-"...N-no one was there when he did it."

Judge kin sighs and shaking his head "Miss Y/n... are you suggesting your husband assaulted you repeatedly over months without single witness observing anything whatsoever?"

She ducks her head "I-I'm the proof, your honour"

Elon snorts "A singular, emotionally invested testimony hardly constitutes as proof in a court law, Miss Y/N."

She glares at him "It was all true! I-I know this is bullshit but he did everything without any witnesses—" Her voice cracks "...And now I want nothing but divorce and justice..."

"Justice?" Elon scoffs "Justice against what exactly? The alleged crimes my client never has committed?"

Her fingers tighten around those crumpled medical reports until they ripple under her grip.She stands stiff-backed under the weight of every gaze.Elon lets out an exaggerated chuckle before glancing toward Judge panel "Your honor... if we're relying solely on plaintiff's unsupported claims over documented evidence....then our judicial system has truly sunk into farce."

Judge Kin's pen scratches against his notepad as he records Elon's words, the sound echoing through the tense silence of the courtroom.

Lucas hiccups softly.

"Your Honor," Elon continues smoothly, "my client has always been nothing but generous and devoted to Miss Y/N. He gave her everything—his time, his wealth... even risked jail for her in that last case when she was implicated alongside him....And she repaid that loyalty by attempting to extort 85% of my client's assets under threat of divorce." The judge finally lifts his gaze toward her.

Elon shakes his head in mock disappointment. "My client was willing to give her everything just keep peace in home... but when denied? The assault charges appear outta nowhere like some twisted bargaining tactic."

She stands stiff.

"Your Honor, my client reasonably refused such exorbitant demands but She retaliates with these baseless assault allegations purely out spite."

"NO, THIS ARE ALL LIES!" Her voice rings across room —

Elons barely flinches; just shakes head pityingly before turning back toward panel "See how volatile she is? No real evidence... just emotional outbursts designed to manipulate court into sympathizing over facts.."

"No, this are all lies, he did everythin—"

"Then why you don't have any valid documents with you y/n?" Elon asks."You expect this court to believe such serious allegations without any tangible proof?"

"I...i—"

"Oh wait, Isn't it funny how all these 'attacks' only started after my client refused your extortion demands?” He turns to Judge Kin “Your honor… when financial greed meets rejection— woman uses violent accusations into weapons? Pathetic."

"NO!"

"YES! This is exactly what you want."

Judge Kin raises a hand "Both of you—Enough."

My fist clench, she stands frozen.

Room remains quiet.

Judge Kin writes down his verdict on the papers.

Elon turns to the Judge "Your Honor—based on the complete lack of corroborating evidence, the blatant inconsistency in her claims, and the clear motive to extort my client through fabricated abuse allegations... I formally move for immediate dismissal of this case as baseless."

Judge Kin doesn't look up from his notepad—pen scratches harshly against paper as he writes something that feels final.

Courtroom falls into suffocating silence.

Wooshik frozen near defense table, not Minho shifting uncomfortably under robe sleeves… even Lucas has gone still in my lap now watching wide-eyed at his mother standing broken across room.

"Do you have anything further to say on your behalf, Miss.Y/N?" Judge kin asks.

Her breath hitches; shoulders shaking under weight of every stare—She shakes head weakly tears still streaming down cheeks unchecked—Lucas turns his eyes as she started crying.Medical reports slipping from fingers onto floor with soft pathetic thud.

And I want nothing but to burn entire courtroom alive and drag her out—Let them all turn ash around us while she learns what happens when she tries leave me twice over.

"Miss Y/N, is it your final statement?"

She doesn't lift her head—

Judge Kin waits patiently, tapping the table with his pen, the only sound in silence. She stands there, trembling in the center of an empty stage.I grip the armrests, the wood groans under strain.

"Okay! Then now court wants to hear Mr.Jeon's statement."

Her breath catches—shoulders tensing under that too-tight coat.

"Mr. Jeon, please come forward and give your statement to the court." Judge Kin gestures toward the defense table.

I pass Lucas to Wooshik—he whimpering slightly tries to clings to me before being taken away.

I rise from my seat.

Two months too long since I've seen your face—i stride toward the stand.

She stiffens—the closer I get, her shoulders tensing but chin held low like a cornered animal.

She doesn't turn around.  I pause few feet away, studying that face after months.There's no makeup hiding the dark circles or the subtle tremble in her bottom lip.61 days since you left my bed.Every night while noone knows how hard your body used tremble beneath mine..

Now it's time bring everything back home—

I grip the wooden railing— she swallows hard, throat bobbing visibly.

Two months—it's been too goddamn long, little lawyer.

"My Lord, Y/n is my lawful wife."

Her eyes fly up to mine— wide startled.sweat beads down her temple.

"...And I'm sorry for everything I did to her."

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