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"i'm just an innocent deer into the busy highways of yours"
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"i'm just an innocent deer into the busy highways of yours"

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The nimble fingers removed each fabric one by one and separated them either the unused ones would go back into the wardrobe or the used ones would go into the laundry basket to be sent to be washed later.

finished with his clothes, he went to things like lotion or medicine to put back in the drawer on the bedside table next to his bed.

the rest he will put back in the right place. Everything was going well until his hand grabbed the blue velvet box with the gold ribbon still tying it tightly.

his eyes scanned the box and a flash of memories came before his eyes.

dismissing that thought and moving to his wardrobe-carefully straightening his palm flat under the column of his clothes, lifting it and hiding the velvet box in the corner of the wardrobe before placing the column back down.

put the luggage on top of the wardrobe; after making sure everything was done, he took his laundry basket and walked out of his room and turned to head to the washroom.

His long legs carried him down until he finally stepped to where he wanted to be.

The particular fragrant that the room owns massaged his stiff shoulders that he had since he entered this mansion.

put all his clothes in the machine, then put everything he needs and set the timer and heat. recalling the strict life and obstacles that he had gone through since he was young had taught him some things to apply the goodness to himself and those around him.

There was nothing to do while waiting, so he decided to take a small chair and busy himself with his phone.

*drool~*

his eyes showed fear and surprise when the contact name that was displayed at the top of the screen when the call came in took over his screen fully.

*J*

He was not a lazy person to write the full name of the person he added to the contact but this was the instruction he got from the owner of the number not to reveal any suspicion of anything related to himself and the owner of the contact.

He slid the green circle icon to the center and held the phone's speaker to his ear.

"I want you to get into Mr. Kim's office." The caller's soft voice can be heard firmly when giving him instructions.

"now?" he gasped.

"If the food is already in front of you, why wait until it's cold to eat?" Even though the caller had an allusion, Seonghwa understood that the caller was not playing around.

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