A Flavorful Box

A Hopeless Case Chapter 5

Author's Note:

More angst. Beware.

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Two days later, Kim Go Eun stood at the grand lobby of Min Ho's apartment building. It was the first time she stepped into that building, and she couldn't stop staring at the miles and miles of granite. The wide area smelled something fresh and flowery, there's a fountain elegantly flowing in the middle of an atrium, where rich people chat and sat reading newspapers.

The front desk greeted people in various languages, fully aware of the nationality of their occupants. Wealth, wealth, and wealth spread as far as you could see.

She was terrified. She was scared stiff of seeing him in his apartment. She was afraid she'd beg for him to be hers, or just surrendered easily on the floor if he wished so. Young Jii offered to accompany her. Hyun Bin Oppa even said he'd come for her if she wanted to.

She had refused both of them.

She didn't want to show Min Ho that she was afraid. Not if she could help it.

She had felt like she was winning. He was obviously jealous when she danced with Hyun Bin Oppa at that night club. And then he flaunted to the world how meaningless she was for him by parading around Seoul with Chae Young, the face of a cosmetic brand and the covers of fashion magazines.

Her heart broke until she thought she would never breathe again, but she told herself that all of this would pass.

And then he made that stupid act, making her throwing hot coffee on him. It was close to unforgivable, especially because he was such a distinguished flyer.

So here she was, going up to his apartment, holding his dry cleaned shirt and suit carefully. She inhaled deeply and passed the thick carpeted hallway to press on a doorbell.

She waited for a while and then pressed it again.

The door clicked and was opened wide.

And then she was face to face with a beautiful, sexy but petite girl. A Korean, but her hair was dyed blonde and she got the face of a doll. She was wearing short shorts with a red tank top.

"Well, hello, Pretty! Why are you here?"

His current plaything, no doubt.

Her throat swallowed a dozen knives, or at least it felt like it.

"I have Lee Min Ho-ssi's clothes, dry cleaned."

The girl laughed and swept a thorough glance all over her.

"I think you're too gorgeous to just be a dry cleaner. Maybe you're the girl Oppa said he's expecting."

She opened the door wider and let Go Eun in.

"Do come in, sit anywhere you like. I'll try to get him up. He's a bit exhausted after last night, but I'll make him wake up in a minute."

The girl disappeared as Go Eun looked around the place, trying to absorb every furniture and portraits to forget that she actually wanted to cry.

Now I know why he told me to come here. He just wanted to show off how he could replace me so easily. Fine, I get the message, can I go now?

"That's why wake up earlier if you know you'll have a guest, you paboo!", a yelling was

heard, scolding him to get up faster.

Soon, Min Ho emerged from a bedroom, walking to the living area just with his shorts on, wearing a t-shirt on the way, his hair was completely tousled and his face was obviously sleepy.