“C-Celine.”
“I will marry… Joshua?”
Seungcheol couldn’t utter anything, even though he’s aware of the answer to her question. He looked at the woman with reddened eyes as she holds his phone on her hand. He knew it by then that the passionate time they have has already crumbled and they went back to the reality.
He felt haunted at this heavy emotion settling inside his heard, that no word can come out of his lips; only his tears rolled down on his pale cheeks.
The fear he had yesterday came like a big wave. And once again, as if they went back to the past, Celine became a girl whom he could see, he could touch, he could talk with, but he couldn’t call his.
Words aren’t enough to explain how painful is it to stand like a pitiful coward in front of the woman he loves. He wanted to say he did his best and that he made new plans
As Minghao drives the car, he looked at Celine's reflection through the front mirror. Unlike before when she's crying hysterically, she's just calmly looking outside the window with dried eyes; as if all tears were drained out. It's been hours when they entered the main highway. But until now, Celine hasn't said a word about their destination, nor Minghao asked her where to go. Wordless, he just kept on driving, waiting for her master.Finally, the woman who kept silent for a long time, opened her mouth. "Minghao," she calle
Minghao parked the car in front of Hong's mansion. He hopped down from the driver's seat, walked round the front car and towards the passenger's seat direction. Before he opened the door for his master, he looked at the enormous place where he spent almost all of his teenage days. But he can't call it his home anymore. Before where he serves is where his heart is also."T-That's sir Minghao!" a maid saw him from afar."Oh? That's really sir Minghao!"
Celine's POVI stared at the man who was subjected to a long nap for almost thirty minutes. As I observed his face, the serenity it holds makes him looks so handsome, with that steady heart, steady breathes which are coming in and out through his pointed nose, and with those well-proportioned lips that are used of smirking rather than sincere smile .Keeping my straight posture while sitting on the chair beside his bed, from my side came upon a mysterious another presence in the room, which is so subtle and in describable.
Third Person's POV"Why is he not picking up my call?" Mingyu groaned as he walked in the empty street around Celine's old neighborhood.He's been calling Joshua, to report something about his sister, Kole. Although she regained her sanity back, she couldn't remember the memories about her abduction and the reason why she was abducted. For her, the time still revolves around the year when she's still in high school and the captain of the volleyball team.
Almond couldn't stay still after she figured it out that it was her who accidentally spilled out the secret about the traitor's daughter. Sure she can blame it on the alcohol, because she was drunk that night when she met Murgine Choi by coincidence. But she knew that there will be more trouble in the future just because of her carelessness. Shocking news came one after another. First, the emergency meeting of the HongYoonChoi members. Second is the marriage between Joshua and Celine. Almond wanted her gone, but if Celine will wed with Joshua, she knows who will get furious in this, better than anyone else. Jeonghan and Seungcheol'sthreatened her before, she can clearly remember how frightening the two were while telling her to stay out of their business in regarding of Celine. However, with how the situations turned like this, she knew she messed up. Murgine's father was killed during the meeting
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“Is it only me? Because I really think that everyone is avoiding me?” Dokyeom asked. The Wen’s heir, Junhui, started his morning with a cozy breakfast. There was a sonorous silence around the dining room while he enjoyed his salad, not until someone spoke up from behind. Gradually turning back, Junhui looked at the protesting man. Dokyeom, along with Seungkwan and Hoshi, are standing at the heir’s back, for it is their roles as servants. But noticeably, Hoshi and Seungkwan are standing way too far from Dokyeom; as if he has a contagious disease that he, himself, isn’t aware of. It all started when Dokyeom drank the Gileg drug that put him in half-conscious state and made him VERY honest, which brought trouble in the end. Unfortunately, Dokyeom couldn’t remember everything that he said during the day he was under the influence of the drug, and therefore he’s so confused why Hoshi and Seungkwan are acting indifferently towards him. ‘Did I do something disgraceful when I was half-co
Eugene and Almond didn’t part their ways after she gave Eugene’s wallet back. In fact, she’s been waiting for this day when they can meet each other again; which made her feel so weird because she never feel excited in meeting another man besides Seungcheol. ‘Wasn’t it because he’s eye catching and unique?’ Almond defended herself. The two are inside the car. Eugene is sitting on the driver’s seat while Almond took the back seat. Their positions are exactly just like the positions they were in, during the night Eugene brought her back home. Somehow, she felt the tingling sensation of embarrassment from the tip of her toes and up to her scalp. Not only she displayed her drunkard state, she also remembered crying in front of him. “I didn’t know that the young lady Almond is too generous to bring personally bring my wallet,” Eugene started the conversation. Almond looked at his face through the front mirror. There she saw his thick brows, alluring eyes and gorgeous smile. ‘He’s rea