Chapter 22

Wearing a mask to disguise himself, Yoochun had already waited for them in a small cottage near the beach. His two men were surrounding him. One of them had Minki in his arms. He narrowed his eyes, watching the Lamborghini approaching the driveway.

When Jaejoong & Tiffany got out from their car, Minki shouted in delight, “Daddy! Mommy!” However, his voice was husky as he was so weak without food in a whole day. He tried to release himself from the man’s arms. He felt a hand on his shoulder & forced him to stay still.

Tiffany looked at him with teary-eyes. Trying to give her smile to calm her son, she put her index finger on her lips, signaling Minki to be calm.

Minki nodded silently.

Yoochun smirked & said to them, “Greetings to the famous Mr & Mrs. Kim Jaejoong.”

Jaejoong looked at him seriously & felt something strange in his heart. He felt that he knew this man behind the mask but who was he? He had seen him before, he assured himself. However, he didn’t remember where & when, “I don’t need a greeting. I just want my son back.”

“Not so easy, Kim. Where is his twin? I didn’t see him.” Yoochun asked, his eyes scanning inside the car.

Tiffany was about to open but Jaejoong stopped her, “My wife & I are here. Minho is sick so he can’t come with us. Tell me frankly, what do you want from us? You got the money & now you have to release my son.”

“What do I want?” Yoochun asked, & a flow of laughter followed.

“Don’t you laugh, bastard! I ought to kill you, you know that? Just outright murder you.” Jaejoong threw back, looking at Yoochun from under his eyebrows.

“Oh, really? What else do you want to do?” Yoochun asked, smiling at his enemy, giving that smile of such a great charm that girls trusted him with their lives.

“Stop this rubbish conversation. I’m here to take my son back. I believe you are a man & professional. As a man, you have to keep your words. You got the money & now give me my Minki back.” Jaejoong said, but there was still a tinge of desperation in his voice.

“Not that easy, Kim.”

Jaejoong looked at him in anger, “What do you mean?”

Yoochun let out a signal to his man who was holding Minki in his arms. The tall guy nodded & pulled out a knife from his pocket. Tiffany shrieked in shock. She grabbed Jaejoong’s hand with trembling hands, “Oppa.” She whispered into her husband’s ear.

Taking in a deep breath to calm himself, Jaejoong asked, “So what do you want?” He arched one eyebrow. It was a look that had made many criminal’s knees quake.

“I have changed my mind.” Yoochun smiled in victory, “I want your beautiful wife. You can have your son back for Tiffany. One life for one life.”

“Bastard!” Jaejoong swore, under his breath, “Cheap trick.” He said, with tight lips, “Tiffany is mine so you can get that idea out of your head.”

“No Tiffany means no little kid.” Yoochun answered, & Jaejoong had to repress a groan. Jaejoong’s head dropped lower. Breathing hardly, Jaejoong narrowed his eyes to glare at Yoochun.

Suddenly, Tiffany released her grip on his arm. She stared at the man behind the mask in disbelief, “Who are you? I think I know you. Even though you are hiding behind the mask, I know you but I keep telling myself that it’s not true.”

Jaejoong glanced at his wife but didn’t utter any word.

“Why are you doing this to me, Yoochun? I thought you were my best friend. Why?” She asked bravely, hoping that her voice didn’t shake like her knees. Her voice was husky, full of disappointment.

Instantly, Jaejoong’s face went white. He took in a deep breath.