Chapter 12

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*Author's POV*
The elevator dinged opened, Eun Sang stepped out of it, heading towards the apartment with keys dangling from her hand.

If one paid closer attention, they could sense the hesitance in her as she slowed down ever so slightly with every step.

Still, she knew she had to face it no matter what.

The keys clinked together loudly as she unlocked the door, the same cold air coming from a spacious home that rarely felt warm when she came back.

She reached for the light, seeing the spotless house that was clean and tidy, completely different from what it was left in before she was admitted to the hospital.

Did someone come over and tidy up the house for her? Did Eomma drop by?

Without having her questions answered, she took a short bath, stepping out in a fresh change of clothes.

Planning to do the laundry from the week before, she went to the laundry basket.

"It's empty?" She frowned in confusion. Turning to the clean laundry basket, she sees the bunch of freshly washed laundry, all folded and stacked.

If it was Eomma came, Mrs Kim would've called.. But Eomma went out of country with Mrs Kim... She remembered.

Feeling extremely puzzled, she pulled out her phone to dial Bo-Na's number. Maybe it was her's and Chan Young's doing.

"Bo-Na, did you come over to my place when I was hospitalised?" Eun Sang questioned the moment Bo-Na answered the call.

"Hmm? I did, but, to grab some clothes for you," She replied. "Why?"

Eun Sang continued, "Did you clean up my place for me?"

"No, Eun Sang, you know me more than anyone, I don't do housework," Bo-Na teased, not knowing why Eun Sang asked. "We have to go now! Don't forget about the dress fitting!" Bo-Na says quickly before hanging up.

*Eun Sang's POV*

I put down the phone, still confused and a little frightened over what had gone on in the house when I was gone.

Just then, I heard the sound of keys clacking against each other at the front door.

My hand reached for the nearest defense weapon which was a umbrella left on the ground. Sweat coating the surface of my palm as I held a protective hand over my belly.

The front door clicked open and the sound of shoes being kicked off onto the ground reached my ears. My heart was beating so fast that I could hear the pulsing of the blood being pumped around the body.

Adjusting my position behind the wall, I peeked my head out to see a middle-aged woman arranging my shoes neatly to the side. She was wearing some type of uniform similar to that of a hotel which I found extremely familiar.

"W-who are you?" I mustered enough courage to speak, still frightened that this stranger has keys to my place.

She seemed quite shocked by my voice and looked up immediately. She bent her back 90 degrees instead of answering my question immediately.

"Who are you? What are you doing in my house? How did you get the keys?" Questions shooting out of my mouth as I held a hand against my chest, comforting my racing heart.

She stood back straight, almost as though she was trained to do this since young. "You must be Ms Cha Eun Sang. I'm Won Young Ja, I'm a housekeeper from Zeus Hotel, the CEO requested for me to be assigned here. He handed me the keys to your place. I'm sorry if I had alarmed you," She apologised, "I was told that you were away for a few days so I didn't expect you to be home,"

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