My Wife of the Cold Billionaire CEO — Volume 7 (Final,)
The black sedan's driver door slammed shut. A tall, imposing man stepped out, his smile sharp, eyes cold.
"Jisoo Kang," he said smoothly. "It's been a long time."
Jisoo's grip on Ha-eun's hand tightened. "Lee Minho," he spat. "What do you want?"
Minho's gaze flicked to Ha-eun. "Oh, I'm not here for you… yet. But she could be useful."
Ha-eun's heart skipped. Jisoo pulled her closer. "Ha-eun, stay behind me," he warned.
Minho circled the car like a predator. "You've built an empire, Jisoo… but even you have weaknesses. And she is yours… which makes her mine to tempt."
Jisoo's eyes darkened. "If you touch her, you'll regret it for the rest of your life."
A tense standoff followed, broken only when Ha-eun stepped forward, surprising both men.
"No one owns me," she said, voice steady. "Not him, not you, not anyone. Jisoo and I are partners—in everything."
Jisoo's expression softened, a rare smile flickering across his face.
Minho's smirk faltered. "So be it… for now." He stepped back and nodded once, before retreating to his car.
The threat was gone, but the tension lingered.
Inside the car, Ha-eun leaned against Jisoo. "You didn't have to fight for me."
"I did," he whispered, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "Because no one—no one—ever gets to threaten you again."
For the first time, they allowed themselves to breathe, hearts aligned.
The city lights of Seoul shimmered below, but for Jisoo and Ha-eun, the only light they needed was each other.
The End.