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Story: My Pingpong Boy by Moe of soompi- suggested by ate Jessica Concha
--*Chapter 13-Ending
Chp.13| Outer Beauty
“I’m not all that sick. Jung Sang is making a big deal. And it’s because of him that I’m not all that sick. He was here all night, taking care of me. I don’t think he got any sleep,” Na-Na explained.
She was sitting upright on her bed with the pillows and cushions supporting her back. The swelling on her forehead wasn’t as big as I thought it would get. She was pale but she looked like she was going to be fine. Park Jung Sang was overreacting because Na-Na wanted to see me.
But then again, Park Jung Sang always overreacted.
I finally understood why he was sleeping beside me when I woke up. Now I felt slightly guilty for yelling at him. The guy was sleep deprived because he had been tending to his neice.
Na-Na reached out to take my hand affectionately. “You look paler than I do. I heard you were sick too.”
“I was, but I’m better. I feel much better. I guess now we should both stay away from the pool.”
Na-Na smiled. “I’m sorry that I lied. I just wanted to do something spontaneous and I wanted you to join me. I’m sorry, Ji Won.”
I reached out to tousle her hair. “It’s okay. As long as you apologize, I’m fine.”
Na-Na raised a curious brow. “Does that mean I can do anything as long as I apologize afterward?”
“No. No. It just means that you shouldn’t---just don’t get in trouble again, because I’m the one responsible for you and your uncle would have my head for it.”
She bobbed her head obediently. “I like you a lot, Ji Won.”
The way she said it made me feel appreciative. I was starting to feel for the little girl. There was something special about her. I just couldn’t place my finger on it.
“Mom, please don’t go in there!” Jung Sang yelled from outside the room.
My body went rigid. Mrs. Park was finally home?
“I’d like to meet this new babysitter of ours,” the elderly woman stated meekly.
Na-Na giggled in reaction. “You’re gonna like her.”
The door opened and in walked a short petite looking middle-aged woman wearing a stylish business suit. She had those eyes that poked right through you. The kind of eyes that indicated what she thought of you at first glance.
And I could tell that she liked me already.
“My, my, my Jung Sang. I never knew you’d find yourself another pretty girlfriend so quickly. A face such as yours can attract pretty girls? I’m impressed.”
I liked her already. She made me fluster the same way her husband did.
Jung Sang strode into the room with his fists balled at his sides. “Now you’ve met her, you can leave,” he said coldy.
“Don’t speak to me that way, Jung Sang,” she barked at him.
He turned his face away without a reply. I like seeing Jung Sang not being in control.
Turning back to regard me, she said, “You’re Lee Ji Won, right?”
I nodded and replied, “Yes.”
