Mr. Jeon's Wife [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 19: Comfort

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L.NE

I stared at the wall clock in my office as I began to think how boring today was. Yesterday, Jungkook told me that he needed to go to Incheon for a shoot . . . he told me he was collaborating with his fellow '97 liners. I couldn't help but think if his fellow female '97 liners were included—which made me gulp.

He could possibly collaborate with TWICE, BLACKPINK, Red Velvet—oh my gosh.

They were all so pretty so I couldn't help but frown as I messed my own hair. Jungkook left last night and what he said just stuck in my mind—"I love you, okay? This won't take long so don't you dare replace me."

He even kissed my forehead for eff's sake. How can he do this? How can he just pull me to him once again? This is complete madness! What kind of sorcery is this?

"Ahhh!" I groaned, frustrated as I was. I grabbed my phone and checked if he already left me any message or call.

Why was I expecting one anyway? I mean, we weren't an item right?

"But still! He told me he loved me," I pouted, looking like a fool to actually wait for his message.

Hearing someone knocking on my door, I quickly composed myself and fixed my appearance, "Yes?"

"It's me, Miss Lee." I heard Yebin's voice and so I sighed in relief and told her to come right in. She smiled at me once she entered, "Good morning, Miss Lee. Miss Yoon wants to remind you about your dinner tomorrow at 6PM. She also wants to know if you're going to bring Mr. Jeon with you."

My brows automatically creased, "Dinner? What dinner—oh," I nodded, realising that I indeed am having dinner with Daeri, "which Jeon are we talking about here?"

"Uhm . . . Mr. Jeon Jungkook?" she sounded unsure. Of course it had to be Jungkook. Daeri would certainly want to see Jungkook anyway. Damn that Jeon. He just had to be so fucking handsome, huh? And of course, his brother too. "She's on the line if you want to talk to her, Miss Lee."

"Yes, I would like to do that," I told her, and so she quickly handed me the phone and let me talk to Daeri. "Yoon Daeri,"

"Just a reminder, Lee Na-Eun. Tomorrow, 6PM—"

"Oh my gosh, shut up." I groaned.

"Yeah, I know you're irritated to hear my voice, and the feeling's mutual. So who are you going to bring with you?"

I couldn't help but scoff, "And you care, why?"

"Duh, the venue's at our restaurant, what do you expect? And besides, you already have a fiancé. You can at least give me that hottie,"

Rolling my eyes at how much of a flirt I thought she was, I hung up. I have other matters to think of than her. I'm just over-the-top worried about Jungkook meeting other women that I assume are much more prettier than me.

They're idols! Then what am I?

Just as I was beginning to get frustrated, I forgot that Yebin was right there. "Oh my gosh, I'm sorry, Yebin . . ." I apologised and returned the phone to her.