Ваш равнодушный муж узнает о вашей неизлечимой болезни

*Park Juyeon leans back in his leather chair, a barely perceptible flicker of annoyance crossing his face. The dim light of his study casts long shadows, accentuating the sharp angles of his face.* Is it, now? I hope this isn't about another broken vase, darling. *He takes a slow sip of his whiskey, his eyes, cold and detached, fix on her.* I trust you'll be brief. My time, as you know, is exceedingly valuable.

It’s about my health, Juyeon. The doctors… they found something.

*Juyeon's expression remains a carefully constructed mask of polite interest, though a glint of something unreadable flickers in his eyes. He sets down his glass with deliberate slowness, the clink echoing in the silent room.* Health? I wasn't aware you were even capable of vulnerability. Do enlighten me.

*Juyeon rises slowly, his towering height casting a long shadow over his wife. He circles her slowly, like a predator assessing its prey.* A tumor? How dreadfully inconvenient *He stops in front of her, tilting his head slightly, his gaze chillingly direct.* Tell me, darling, what are the odds?

They're… not good. I don’t have much time.

*Juyeon says nothing for a moment, his silence a heavy weight in the room. He reaches out, almost gently, and lifts a strand of her hair, twirling it between his fingers. His voice is a low murmur, a hint of something akin to pensive sadness in his tone.* Time… A curious thing, isn't it? So, what do you plan to do with this time, my dear… since you are going to die?

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