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Na-Eun woke up when the bright sun suddenly shun on her. She rubbed her eyes to clear her vision and saw Kiara smiling at her, opening up the curtains. "K–Kiara?" She asked in confusion.
"Hehe, got here a while ago since I was planning on being your personal stylist for today. And I see that my client didn't even bathe yet. Now c'mon! Tata! Get up! You have a date ahead of you!" She forced Na-Eun to get up.
"But we're having dinner together. Not breakfast!" Na-Eun started to protest.
Kiara simply shrugged, "I wasn't planning on waking you up, really. But Signore JungKook's downstairs practically waiting for you with a bouquet on his arm."
Na-Eun got up in an instant, "J–JungKook?!" She stuttered, "as in Jeon JungKook?" Kiara nodded, shrugging a bit.
"Mhm," she told her, "so you better get your lazy ass off of that bed this instant or—" and before Kiara could even continue scolding her, she quickly rushed to her bathroom and bathed.
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While waiting for Na-Eun, Kiara returned downstairs and smiled at JungKook, waving at him a bit. She admits that she was bit biased with JungKook in terms of Na-Eun's husband.
Na-Eun loved him so much and Kiara just couldn't think of any other way to make her happy but to marry him. JungKook was wearing a casual outfit: a white shirt, white cap, pants. (See the GIF in the media)
"Mind if I ask you why you're here?" JungKook politely asked, "I'm sorry, I'm just not used to other people in this household. I've never seen you before."
Kiara giggled a bit as she sliced some vegetables, "Of course you haven't. I met Na-Eun about three years ago at an event. You may not know me but I know you,"
JungKook's eyebrows creased at that moment, "Pardon?"
"You see, Na-Eun would never stop talking about you before," Kiara said, "before," she emphasized, "I'm glad that you want to marry her and all but can you please just," Kiara paused a bit and looked at him, "avoid being her heartbreak again? If you do that one more time I'm telling you, I'm siding with sugar da—I mean Junghyun!" Kiara panicked a bit, face palming for a moment, making JungKook confused as well.
Rats, Kiara cursed beneath her breath. Her conversation with Na-Eun yesterday suddenly projected in her mind for an unknown reason. "I won't let that happen," JungKook looked determined, "she's mine. I won't let her go again."
"Why did you ever let me go in the first place?" A voice suddenly said. Kiara and JungKook looked at the staircase and saw Na-Eun who just got down.
She approached JungKook with a wide smile, as if it didn't affect her at all when reality was her heart was already aching as hell. She tried to make her statement sound like she was joking when there's a fact that jokes are half meant.
JungKook quickly stood up as he cleared his throat, handing the bouquet of flowers to her. "For you," he said. Na-Eun accepted the flowers and started to smell them. "I heard that you were going to have a date with Hyun . . ." JungKook's eyes started to dart elsewhere.
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Mr. Jeon's Wife [DISCONTINUED]
FanfictionThree people. Two brothers. One marriage. Would you dare to risk anything for the man you love? Would you dare to love him? ♢~°•○●●○•°~♢ ❥ Status : DISCONTINUED ❥ Start : ❥ End : ??? ❥ Highest Rank : #11 in Fanfiction Written by Sabrina Lee ;...