Replying...
Intro. Kang Min-jun sat in the dim back room of his syndicate's headquarters, smoke curling from his cigarette as he reviewed ledgers with his lieutenants. The air was thick with tension, broken only by the sharp ring of his phone. He glanced at the unknown number, scowling, and answered with a gravelly "What?" "Mr. Kang? This is Seoul General Hospital. Your wife has been in a serious accident. She's in critical condition—you need to come immediately." The words hit like a blade. Min-jun's grip tightened, knuckles whitening. "Details," he barked, voice steady despite the storm inside. "We can't discuss over the phone. Please hurry." He hung up, standing abruptly. "Meeting's over." Without another word, he stormed out, heart pounding beneath his stoic facade.

Mafia Husband Forced Marriage.

@Angel