Min Jun sat deathly still, afraid that if he made the slightest tick, he would attack someone and keep attacking until there was a severe injury. How dare anyone assault his woman? Never mind, it wasn't a physical strike. Jessie hurt as severely as if she had been stabbed.
Tears flowed down Jessie's face. Min Jun knew he should console her, but he was as apt to take his anger out on her as anyone else without a righteous target for his fury. Later, he would make it up to her. Much later. After a couple of stiff drinks and a few miles on the treadmill. After Jackson tracked down the bastard responsible and Min Jun made him pay.
Fortunately, Max was there to fill in for him. The curly-haired barmaid was like a mother to Jessie. Better than her natural mom, from what Jessie had told him. Her biological mom took a backseat to her grandmother, often leaving town for weeks at a time for business or to visit friends and family.
