chapter twenty-nine

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song for this chapter: jake scott - favorite tshirt

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song for this chapter:
jake scott - favorite tshirt

"And I didn't wanna say it
But I honestly thought I'm growin' older,"

unedited.

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINEyou're absolutely—

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CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
you're absolutely—.

And the cycle repeated, again and again. Every move she made, Jeno was right behind making the same one. Every turn she took, he did as well.

Lee Jeno was everywhere. And sure the man had a handsome face, and a very celebrity like build that every male lead possessed in a drama, however she didn't like the fact she basically had no privacy anymore.

It was nonexistent when Lee Jeno was around and his boss was her fiancée.

It went on for another week.

Apparently, Renjun had been flying back and forth to china throughout the span of the last time they met til now, so extra precautions were taken to keep her safe.

Luckily for him, she hadn't really gotten the chance to speak to him.

Yet to her annoyance, the first thing he says when he's finally free on his holiday break with his employees is, "Pack your stuff, we're moving soon,"

Hwa Young wanted to reach through her phone and practically choke him to death. Her eyes were ablaze when she saw that text after a week of silence.

He's driven her crazy, up the walls; from a new body guard, these new safety precautions, and her lack of privacy and yet he hadn't even been with her. Trust Huang Renjun to annoy you, without even being in your presence.

And when finally they can meet, it's only to move into their new home.

Waiting outside of her goshiwon, Hwa Young hugged herself tighter— the december cold nipping at her skin despite the multiple layers she wore. The woman sniffled sadly, glancing back at the small building behind her shoulder once more, before ultimately staring forward at the road.

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