Saving Mr. Popular

Chapter 63: Rest

Andrya's POV

"You dared go out without us. And you were smiling when you came back? What happened? Did Swiss change our princess?" James oppa was a little too cocky.

"What change?! I just had a stroll," I defended. This is not something new to me. These guys always overreact to so many things. I just found them at the lobby looking annoyed, upset, name it. I wanted to laugh at how they were acting up, but they looked distressed about my actions.

James oppa looked surprised. "Holy! Look at her being defensive," he continued. He was sulking. So badly grumbling. When it comes to sulking, nothing beats James. He is a vocal sulker.

"That's normal. Alexandrya is a lawyer, James," Xander oppa came having my back. Xander oppa jokingly responded. Of course, I am defensive, but not always though. It depends on what case or situation I am in. If I am a defense lawyer, I play the role correctly. People are paying me to defend them, so it's natural.

"I just bumped into a friend," I told them and then walked to my room.

All of them violently reacted, "Woah!~"

Today is funny. Somewhat random, but I was able to enjoy it. I do find it exciting. I laid down. I threw myself to bed, trying to imagine and revalidate what happened.

Did I meet him? Did he say he was following me? What the heck did he exactly mean by that? When it came to him, everything was confusing. I experienced an increased feeling of ...

I don't know. I really can't explain it right now.

He weirdly changes into someone else. That is one thing I am sure of.

Yoongi was never like that when we were back in Seoul. Although, it somewhat reminded me of when he became comfortable with me when we became close. But did we become close before? Let's just as when he adjusted to me when I brought him to my house.

I went to clean myself and took a hot tub to relax. "Yoongi," I whispered while resting. That guy is really something else.

I woke up the following day in a good mood. Who would not? You are greeted by a beautiful paradise in front of you. I could live here if I could only bring all my work here. I can't because I just recently started my corporate career.

I was sitting on my balcony when I heard someone shouting. "Good morning, Princess." That was weird because I was not familiar with the voice. Nothing from my cousins and brothers sounded like that. And it didn't come from outside my room.

"Look down," the voice said, so I did.

I walked towards the railings and saw him.

The guy I met yesterday. That guy who claimed to have followed me to Switzerland.

Yoongi was waving his hands at me while smiling oddly in the morning. That was strange. And he even had the guts to shout here. He is not even from here. That's noise pollution. I panicked, so I hushed him quickly. "Stop! Or you want to go to jail!" I was trying my best to tell him in silence, but he was looking stupefied down there.

Instead of going downstairs to talk to him, my automatic response was to call him. I didn't even know if he still had the same number. Thankfully, his phone rang, and he picked it up fast. "I said I stop shouting because you are disturbing other people," I told him.

I saw him chuckle while saying, "Oops."

Then he added, "At least I know you will defend me if ever I go to jail." He was even confident with what he said.