moving on with you | jihyo ♡ daniel

Chapter 40

Jihyo's P.o.V.

I groaned, feeling my head hurt so much. Ugh, a hangover? How many glasses of wine did I drink? Three? Four?

Why do I have a low tolerance anyway?

I scratched my body, still feeling my wedding dress. Ugh, I didn't change last night? Why didn't I–

"OH MY GOD? Where am I?!"

I looked around to see that I am in some kind of hotel room.

"But.. I didn't... I don't remember checking in last night? I–"

OH MY GOSH! I passed out last night and–

"I WAS WITH DANIEL?! Fuck!!!"

I remembered everything! I went to the mall and I bumped into him and dragged him everywhere.

"What the hell did I do?!"

I saw the paper bag of the gifts I bought last night. But there was another paper bag.

Wait, where's my phone?

"Damn it! I didn't bring my phone?"

I looked everywhere and I saw my wallet, but I didn't see my phone.

Where is he anyway?!

Oh.

I saw a note.

'A cab is waiting for you outside. But, eat your breakfast first, please. It's a hangover soup I ordered for you. You must be starving. Good morning, by the way! :)        -K.D.'

"Tsk. He ordered a hangover soup for me? Damn his ass!" I said and scoffed again.

"Where's that stupid hangover soup?"

I looked and saw it on the other bedside table.

It was still a bit hot, but I ate it fast. I was hungry, but I still need to go home! Heck, I'm still in my wedding dress.

When I finished the soup, I drank the water and grabbed my wallet and the paper bag.

I grabbed the other paper bag and looked what's inside. It's clothes. Girl clothes..

I saw a note again.

'Here are your clothes. I bought them for you, go change because it must be hard wearing that wearing dress even though you look beautiful in it. And don't worry, the hotel room is already paid. You're welcome! :)     -K.D.'

I unconciously smiled reading his letter. Why is he so sweet?!

It irritates me, ugh.

I went to the bathroom ang changed. I put the wedding dress in the paper bag where the clothes was stored, then went outside.

I still looked for him, hoping that he's still here.

I want to thank him personally, even if it irritates me and it hurts my pride.
He still made an effort.

But, sadly, I didn't see him. Ugh.

Instead, I looked for the cab waiting for me. How am I supposed to know which cab is waiting for me?!

Then suddenly, a cab appeared infront of me.