Mr Jeon's Husband Is A Superstar The Young Master has changed

Jeon Corporation.

Everyone wiped cold sweat from their foreheads and drank mouthfuls of water. The ones who did presentations during the meeting looked like they went through the eighteen levels of hell and survived…barely.

They glanced at King Yama…er, their boss Jeon Jungkook, who was the President and CEO of Jeon Corporation, the number one company in the country.

As usual, he looked glacial, formidable, and absolutely gorgeous. He was tall, rich, and handsome.

If their boss wasn't so frightening, the omegas (and bent employees) in the company would throw themselves at him on a regular basis. They would die happily for just a single glance from him.

Unfortunately, legends abounded about past employees stupid enough to flirt and attempt to seduce the big boss. It was said that these foolish mortals were immediately fired and blacklisted from working in the business industry.

Some were said to have committed suicide because of despair, while some disappeared, never to be seen or heard from ever again.

Rumours or not, it was a fact that President Jeon wasn't someone to be casually treated, or worse, offended.

Jeon Jungkook

"Dismissed,"

Jungkook ordered before standing up and leaving the conference room.

Kai, his trusted assistant, opened the door for him and then followed after him to his office at the topmost floor of the building.

Everyone inside stood up and remained bowing until the sound of their boss' footsteps gradually vanished. When they were certain that their boss was gone, they released the breaths they were holding. They heaved sighs of great relief that the meeting finally ended.

Inside the President-CEO's office.

Jungkook leaned back on his opulent leather seat behind his massive dalbergia wood desk. He listened to Kai's report with a cold expression, his hands steepled over his chest.

The interiors of the office was very masculine, combining elements of traditional and modern aesthetics. The whole office screamed of power and wealth.

Kai

"President, I have been notified by the hospital that Mister Kim has finally awakened from coma,"

Kai read from the paper report in his hand.

Kai

"His exam results show no serious complications aside from muscle atrophy from being bedridden for a year, which can be cured by regular physiotherapy and rehabilitation. No reported memory loss or brain damage."

Kai

"He is recovering at a faster rate than expected, and if nothing unfortunate happens, his doctors believe that he'll achieve complete physical recovery in about six months. As for any emotional trauma from the accident, the doctors recommended psychological therapy but Mister Kim reportedly declined."

Jeon Jungkook

"Who are the people he's been in contact with after waking up?"

Kai

"His mother, Madam Yerin, was the first. The madam came on the second day Mister Kim woke up. In the next few days, his manager and assistants also visited but he apparently fired all of them on the spot."

Jungkook raised an eyebrow, but otherwise didn't comment. He asked instead,

Jeon Jungkook

"Did Kim Dong Wook visit his son yet?"

Kai

"As of now, CEO Kim has not personally visited nor seen Mister Kim after he has woken up. But he did send his assistant to check up on him."

A faint sneer appeared on Jungkook's cold expression.

Kai

"We also found out that CEO Kim ordered a lockdown on news about Mister Kim waking up from coma. The manager and assistants fired by him were also given hush money to keep the information to themselves, all arranged by President Kim's people without Mister Kim's knowledge."

Jeon Jungkook

"Is he reinvestigating his son's accident?"

Kai

"At this moment, we have not received any indication regarding that. And even if he does, we already erased all evidence and trails a year ago as per your orders. He won't find anything different from the police investigation results."

Jeon Jungkook

"Good. Continue to monitor him."

Kai

"Understood."

Jungkook paused, thinking, before asking,

Jeon Jungkook

"Does my brother know?"

Kai

"I don't think so. President Jeon locked down news about his son, so unless Mister Kim personally calls and informs Second Master that he has woken up, I don't think he'll know."

Jungkook nodded, relieved.

Jeon Jungkook

"I want him far away from Eunwoo and Ga young. My brother and his fiancée are marrying in the near future and our families can't afford any scandals at the moment."

Kai

"Understood. Is there anything else, President?"

Jeon Jungkook

"No. You may go."

Kai bowed before leaving and heading to his own desk outside the door.

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Three months later.

Notes of Mozart's "Rondo alla Turca" skipped in the air within the spacious penthouse unit, as Taehyung's fingers danced across the piano keys.

The old housekeeper, Yi Mei, watched the Young Master playing the piano so skillfully, so elegantly, and so beautifully.

The Young Master looked like a god as he swayed, especially with the picturesque view of the city's night lights outside the ceiling-high glass windows behind him.

Yi Mei knew that the Young Master could play the piano before, but she had never seen him playing so seriously and so regularly.

The white grand piano intended as a decoration before was now proudly serving its true purpose.

Ever since Taehyung returned home from the hospital a month ago, Yi Mei was repeatedly shocked and amazed by the Young Master's sudden changes.

Before the car accident, serving this spoiled brat was a total nightmare. He had no respect or regard for the servants. He frequently threw tantrums whenever the servants failed to satisfy him which was almost always.

As a result, the Young Master frequently reduced the newly hired servants to tears. Servants quit on a regular basis and Yi Mei had the undesirable job of hiring new servants until the cycle repeated itself again.

Yi Mei despaired and felt hopeless. However, she was loyal to Master Dong Wook so even when she hated it, she endured the brat's nasty and selfish attitude.

To be honest, she felt relieved that she didn't need to deal with the spoiled brat for one whole year after the accident. She felt guilty for feeling this way, but it was the truth.

When she learned that the brat woke up from coma and would soon return home, she couldn't help but feel dismay and dread. She even panicked a little, but she was too well-trained to show it on her countenance. She steeled her emotions, stood ramrod straight, and welcomed the Young Master home.

Much to her shock, all her worries proved unfounded when the Young Master finally returned. Perhaps the Young Master was traumatized by the accident to the point that his personality changed so much.

As soon as Taehyung arrived, he started firing people. His makeup artist, hairstylist, fashion stylist, selfie assistant, diet coach, and the other useless glam squad members who still received their salaries during his coma despite not working for an entire year were all dismissed.

The new Young Master was polite whenever he spoke to Yi Mei and the rest of the servants. The third time that Taehyung spoke to her without being rude, Yi Mei burst into tears.

Yi Mei

"What happened to you, Young Master?"

Yi Mei cried.

Yi Mei

"Did you hurt your head too hard?"

Taehyung sighed softly, his eyes gentle.

Kim Taehyung

"I'm sorry. It's been hard on you."

The dam controlling her emotions and years of resentment finally burst open. Yi Mei cried so hard that her whole body quaked. She felt so touched by the Young Master's apology. She almost couldn't believe that this was happening. It felt like a dream.

Taehyung watched her, tranquil as a still lake, waiting for the old housekeeper to calm down. It was at this moment that Yi Mei realized that the Young Master really changed for the better.

Afterwards, Taehyung focused on his recovery. He endured painful physiotherapy and rehabilitation sessions at home.

Seeing the Young Master so determined, Yi Mei felt goosebumps, especially when the Young Master began playing the piano every day. At first, he only played simple pieces and the notes were discordant because he was still too weak. But as he gradually became stronger, the pieces he played became more complicated and difficult, but also more skillful and mesmerizing.

Now the Young Master was more or less recovered, walking and doing things by himself without needing a wheelchair or assistance from his private nurse and the servants. His medical team was amazed at the speed of his recovery. His stamina and muscles were still lacking, but they only needed time to gradually return to how they used to be.

Back to the present, Yi Mei smiled as the last notes of "Rondo alla Turca" drifted. She stepped forward.

Yi Mei

"Young Master, dinner is ready."

Her old heart skipped a beat when Taehyung turned his calm phoenix eyes to look at her.

Yi Mei

'So beautiful,'

The housekeeper thought to herself.

Kim Taehyung

"Thanks for the hard work,"

Taehyung replied.