After meeting Jin last night, I didn't go back to Jongin's room. I didn't even let myself look towards that direction, either. With not many options left, I just slept on a chair in the waiting room.
When I woke up, still being my stubborn self I continued to avoid Jongin's room. I called Miss Gong and asked if she could come to help me escort Jongin home, and thank God she accepted the invitation.
So here I am, playing around on my phone as I wait for Miss Gong to arrive. There's not many apps on my phone, I realize; social media websites are the main components, while a couple games make up the rest of the apps. I click on Twitter and check the latest gossip.
Bad, bad idea.
'Vice President Kim's son is a cheater?'
'BREAKING: Miss Jung Soojung caught with another man?'
"Stand up, dear." Her voice fills my ears with content. Now that I am able to enter the room without having awkward tension between Jongin and I, I follow his mother into the room.
"Soojung, where have you been? I've been waiti—" he gets cut off by his own mother.
"We need to talk, Jongin." His mom slams her purse onto the table and stares him down with intense eyes. "Why in the world would you molest a hospital staff, Kim Jongin?!"
Oh, she just used his full-name. This is not good at all.
"Especially to Soojung, do you know how everyone's reacting? Your father is about to get his title taken away and sued for deceiving the people with the handsome boy who turns out to be a 'rapist'!"
Jongin looks at me with a confused face then back at his mom.
"How did you find out?" He grumbles. Miss Gong whips her hand across his face.
"Get your clothes into your bag on your own. This girl, who you treat like a slave, will not pack your clothes for you or assist you down to the lobby." She says and grabs her purse. Without saying another word, the First Lady just leaves and slams the door shut.
"She's correct; you do treat me like a slave." I add attitude into my tone and grab my bags. No matter how many times he calls my name, I ignore him as if I'm deaf and leave him to deal with himself.
In the elevator, an email is sent to me by an anonymous user:
Don't perceive him as a bad person or a betrayer. Please think about his illness an-
I refuse to read the whole thing and move it to the 'delete' folder.
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