MR.JEON 💜📖 Part 34 When Love Knocked on the Door
Sunday afternoon arrived faster than anyone expected.
The house smelled intensely of lemon polish and freshly cooked food.
Eomma had cleaned every surface twice.
Y/N had rearranged the chairs three different times.
And Min-Jae—
Was currently standing in front of the hallway mirror battling his hair.
Min-Jae: Noona.
Y/N was fixing her dress nervously.
Y/N: What?
Min-Jae leaned closer to the mirror.
Min-Jae: Do I look like a brother-in-law who deserves a high-end gaming laptop?
Y/N stared at him.
Min-Jae: Or should I go with a humble student look to impress the Chairman?
Y/N grabbed a chair and pushed it toward the table.
Y/N: You look like someone who needs to stop talking and help me set the chairs.
Eomma walked out from the kitchen.
Elegant.
Simple.
Calm.
Eomma: Everyone sit down.
She wiped her hands on a towel.
Eomma: They are guests. Not royalty.
Her voice remained steady.
Eomma: If they feel uncomfortable because our house is small...
She shrugged lightly.
Eomma: Then they aren't the right people for us anyway.
Just then—
A sleek black car quietly pulled up outside.
It wasn't flashy.
No motorcade.
No security team.
But the car alone was enough to make a few curious neighbors peek out their windows.
Jungkook stepped out first.
Then his father.
Both dressed neatly in modest suits.
The knock on the door came a few seconds later.
Soft.
Almost hesitant.
Y/N opened the door.
Her eyes met Jungkook's immediately.
For a split second, the tension melted away.
He gave her a tiny wink.
Quick.
Reassuring.
Only she saw it.
Jungkook: Good afternoon. Thank you for having us.
His father bowed politely to Eomma.
Father: Thank you for the invitation, Ma'am.
His tone was warm and respectful.
Father: We appreciate the opportunity to speak with you.
Eomma bowed slightly in return.
Eomma: Please come in.
She stepped aside.
Eomma: The house is small, but the food is hot.
The living room suddenly felt fuller.
But not uncomfortable.
They all gathered around the modest dining table.
Jungkook's father quietly observed the room.
Family photos hung on the wall.
Y/N's graduation picture.
Min-Jae's childhood soccer trophy.
Old memories carefully preserved.
His expression wasn't judgmental.
Just curious.
Min-Jae broke the silence first.
Of course.
Min-Jae: So... Chairman-nim.
Y/N closed her eyes immediately.
Min-Jae: I heard your car has a fridge in the back.
Y/N hissed.
Y/N: Min-Jae!
But Jungkook's father laughed softly.
Father: It does.
He smiled.
Father: But these days it mostly carries my blood pressure medicine.
Min-Jae blinked.
Father: Not very exciting, I'm afraid.
The table relaxed slightly.
Eomma began serving the food.
Nothing fancy.
Just the dishes Y/N loved growing up.
Then she spoke.
Eomma: Chairman.
Her tone calm.
Eomma: Y/N told me you've been waiting for my thoughts.
She looked at him carefully.
Eomma: To be honest... I was surprised.
She placed another dish on the table.
Eomma: Families like yours usually move forward without asking people like us.
Jungkook's father straightened slightly.
His voice became serious.
Father: Ma'am... I've spent many years building a successful company.
He paused.
Father: But recently I realized something.
His gaze softened.
Father: Power means nothing if it's built on disrespect.
He gestured gently toward Jungkook.
Father: My son loves your daughter.
Then he said it clearly.
Father: If I want her to join my family... I must first respect hers.
The room grew quiet again.
Eomma nodded slowly.
Then she turned toward Jungkook.
Eomma: You lead a very loud life.
Her gaze softened slightly.
Eomma: My daughter likes quiet.
She held his gaze.
Eomma: How will you protect that?
Jungkook placed his chopsticks down.
His eyes met hers steadily.
Jungkook: I can't promise the world will be quiet.
Then he added softly—
Jungkook: But I can promise I'll be her shield.
The sincerity in his voice filled the room.
Jungkook: I've spent my life following a path others chose for me.
His gaze moved briefly to Y/N.
Jungkook: But Y/N is the path I chose myself.
He inhaled slowly.
Jungkook: I'm not here as a CEO today.
Then he finished quietly.
Jungkook: Just a man who wants to take care of the person he loves.
The room fell silent.
Not heavy.
Just meaningful.
Eomma studied him carefully.
Then she spoke.
Eomma: You talk well.
She glanced at his hands.
Eomma: But your hands are shaking.
Her lips curved slightly.
Eomma: That's good.
Then she said gently—
Eomma: It means this matters to you.
Min-Jae leaned toward Y/N and whispered loudly.
Min-Jae: He's been shaking since the doorbell.
Jungkook laughed nervously.
Jungkook: He's not wrong.
Eomma smiled softly.
Then she gestured to the table.
Eomma: Eat.
Her voice warm now.
Eomma: The stew is getting cold.
She glanced around the table.
Eomma: And we still have a lot to talk about.