Ha Neul's POV

"M-Mi Yeon?!"

She smiled at me and looked at me creepily.

"How does it feel getting married to Jonghyun? MY JONGHYUN?" She asked.

"He's not yours." I said.

She looked at JongHa and smiled. JongHa quickly hid his face behind me.

"My child.." Mi Yeon said as she looked at JongHa.

"He's not your child. He's mine." I said.

"He's mine! He is Jonghyun's and my child. My beautiful son. Come to umma." Mi Yeon opened her arms.

JongHa grabbed my shirt tighter, frightened.

"Mi Yeon, what do you want?" I asked.

"What do I want? I should ask you that question. Park Ha Neul, what do YOU want?" She asked me instead.

"Me?"

"You stole Onew oppa at first. Then you stole Jonghyun oppa. Then you stole my child. Now, you ask me what I want?!" She shouted at me.

"Wake up. JongHa is my son. Not yours."

"You liar!" She slapped me hardly on my face.

"Umma!" JongHa shouted.

"If it wasn't for you, I would have married Jonghyun oppa. I would have him as our son then! Who are you to steal my identity?"

"Mi Yeon, stop. You have no idea what you're doing." I said.

"I do. I know everything!" She pulled my hair hardly.

I winced and hit her hand away. She saw my tummy and knew that I was pregnant.

"My child.." Mi Yeon said as she looked at my tummy.

"It's not yours." I said firmly.

"It's mine! You're an evil and cruel woman. You stole everything from me." Mi Yeon said.

Mi Yeon then took out a knife.

I held onto JongHa's hand tightly and slowly back away until our back touched the wall.

"W-What do you want?" I asked.

"I want my identity. I want my child. I want to see my child." Mi Yeon said as she pointed the knife to my tummy.

"The child is mine!" I insisted.

"We'll see who does the child look like then. Just wait till I cut open your tummy and take the child out." Mi Yeon started laughing and came nearer to me with the knife.

I fought back and held her arm tightly. She used the knife, injuring both my arm and face. She laughed and started giving me few more cuts. I bled more than I expected, making JongHa worried. Mi Yeon grabbed my hair and aimed her knife at my tummy.

"Jongie... run.." I whispered.

JongHa shooked his head but I managed to give him a slight push. He started backing away slowly, crying badly. Mi Yeon was about to stab me until someone stopped her.

"Stop!"

I opened my eyes slowly, able to listen Jongie's cries.

Didn't Jongie left..?

I saw Jonghyun in front of me, h