"Why!? Why did you do it Yn!?" He asked, his voice shaking all his heart said Yn isn't that kind of a person but the truth infront of his eyes was way too clear.
"Gosh! Jungkook you are too innocent for this world. You think someone me would love y...
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As I gazed out of the car window, I found myself reflecting on my situation, which worsens with each passing day. I can't stand him anymore; my hatred for him runs so deep that all I want is to ruin his existence.
Why do his memories plague me like this? I've hurt many people before, but I've never felt this way. It's all because of that jerk; I can't even live my life properly. I've been feeling heartbroken these last few months.
"Ms. Lee, are you alright?" Mrs. Choi asked, and I nodded with a sigh. "Is it about Jungkook again?" she inquired, causing me to turn towards her as she swallowed nervously before continuing.
"This time Mr. Park is hosting 'The Bichnaneun' event, inviting top businesses from around the globe for what promises to be a star-studded occasion." I nodded in agreement.
"You're right, Mrs. Choi. This is an opportunity for great collaborations, and I definitely don't want to miss it," I replied, meeting her gaze as she beamed. "Is it Mr. Dae-seong this time?" she asked, making me smirk-she understands me like no one else does.
"That's why you're my secretary, Mrs. Choi," I said as she giggled, and we continued our ride in a comfortable silence. I stepped out of the car, surrounded by flashlights as reporters snapped photos and fired questions my way.
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I answered them while making my way to the red carpet, where the flashes intensified. After waving my final goodbye, I entered the venue. Mr. Park greeted me warmly, and I forced a smile in response as he bowed slightly.
"Ms. Lee, you look stunning tonight," he complimented, bringing a genuine smile to my face as he escorted me to my seat. Once on stage, Mr. Park expressed gratitude to all the CEOs and chairpersons present at the event.
As the ceremony began and the awards were announced, excitement built as I knew I was a contender. However the final award, which I was waiting to win but I heard "JEON'S HITECH CO-OPERATIONS" was called, my heart raced at the sound of Mr. Park's voice declaring,
"Congratulations, Mr. Jeon." I turned to see a muscular man in a sharp suit, his physique more impressive than the sweltering heat of the Sahara. Our eyes locked, revealing a newfound confidence in his cold and impudent gaze that sent a shiver down my spine.
