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Yeseul walk slowly towards her car with her wet hair and soaked dress shirt, ignoring the looks by the passerby that she got. Her heart was crushed few minutes ago and wasn't about to heal anytime soon though. She doesn't want t go home, not yet with Sanghyuk still can't fully accept Wonshik as her boyfriend. Of course he would do anything and everything regarding this matter, he just won't calm down. Moreover, Yeseul has zero idea how to lie to Sanghyuk if he ever asked about why she came home with wet clothes. Hongbin? He must be busy handling the meeting with Sejeong. Hakyeon oppa also can't see anyone after his controversial issue though. There is one person, Kim Wonshik. Should her tell him what his mother done or only go somewhere else that can make her mind stay in peace again. She leans her back against the car seat and sighed loudly before remembering the appointment with Wonshik's mother.

"So what you parents do?" the elder woman asked before sipping her drink, eyeing Yeseul up and down. Liking it or not, nor rolling her eyes like she usually did, Yeseul calmly answered she lived with her brother and maids, since their parents already dead. However Mrs. kim suddenly chuckles when she mentioned about her brother, Han Sanghyuk making her to wonder what's actually funny. "I mean your real parents, love. I'm sure I heard well that Sanghyuk wasn't your real brother. Now where is your actual family?" Yeseul absolutely taken aback by her questions. She did expected this to be asked and Yeseul doesn't have the answer of the question. Her father? She doesn't remember who he is and her biological brother? Yeseul can't confirm yet if he is really her long lost brother.

"I.... Don't have other family, ma'am. Sanghyuk is my brother and always be my brother," she carefully answered not making it looks so awkward to have that answered her question. Yeseul swallows her juice even she didn't feel thirsty even a bit. That was when a plain water fly towards her face, causing her shirt and hair to get wet. They got so many attention from the other customers and now she understand why Wonshik's mother doesn't prefer to meet her inside VIP room nor a hidden place. It was to humiliate her at the public and somehow the witch managed to do that though. They got all eyes on them and Yeseul swear some of them even whispering to each other. Nonetheless, no one dare to interrupt their conversation, not even the waitress. Yeseul wipes off the water dripping on her face with a smirk, doesn't want to see weak in front of Wonshik's mother.

"If you don't have any family, power and status, then what is your value to be my daughter-in-law? Nothing! You are poor. If Mr. Han wants to remove you from the family register, he can just do it, you will own nothing. Leave Wonshik," Mrs. Kim grab her bag and leave Yeseul alone in the restaurant, dumbfounded. After the elder left, the waitress approach Yeseul to give her a clean towel and she accepted nicely. But still it can't wipe the tears and blood in her heart though.

Yeseul back to reality as she feel it has been quite some time she sit alone in her car and fishing her phone in her back only to see 10 missed calls from Hongbin and 5 from Sejeong. But Yeseul has no feeling to all them back and asked what is actually wrong. She drove herself to anywhere without any directions. Finally her phone rang again and Wonshik's name appeared on the screen, distracting Yeseul from her drive to pick up the call.

"Hello?" Yeseul's raspy voice resulting the caller to frown of what had happened on her. Wonshik quickly asked what was actually happened on her but only silent sobbing heard over it.

"Hey, tell me what's wrong. Where are you? Let me pick you up," his suddenly soft voice gains Jaehwan attention who placed Wonshik's coffee on his table. The elder glances at Kim Wonshik and mouthed what's wrong.

"Wonshik-ssi, I'm sad. Do I really have no one in this world?" he sighed in relieve when Yeseul open up her voice and stop softly crying alone. However its so not good with Han Yeseul to sound so down since she's always be the one who cheer people up with her sarcastic remarks and sassed. This up to nothing if Wonshik sit there and do nothing though. Ignoring Jaehwan calls, he grab his long coat and force Yeseul to tell him where she is right the moment so he can ran after her.

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Wonshik places the hot chocolate and give her a clean towel since Yeseul's shirt not gonna dry any sooner. The lady mouthed a small thank you before sipping the drink and sighing rather loudly. She tries not to break down in front of him but feeling how Wonshik's hand cleaning and drying her hair with the towel, Yeseul can't help but to tear up again. A memory of her mother came up, that moment when her mother was dying at the hospital and asked her to look after Sanghyuk also her long lost brother. Everything seems so clear though that Yeseul has no one left in the world. Seeing Yeseul doesn't stop anytime soon, Wonshik pulls the lover into his embrace and caress her back telling her that everything will be fine. That is the only thing that Yeseul need right now, a hug.

He feel his chest suddenly becomes heavier as if Yeseul already lost herself and leaning on his chest. His guess is right though since Yeseul is actually sleeping soundly with tear stains on her both cheeks. As if his hand has their own mind, he wipes her tears and places his hands under Yeseul thighs and her back to carry her into his bedroom. Not planning to leave, he stares at the beautiful woman laying on his bed. Wonshik still wondering what made Yeseul to become this sad. He tucks the hair strands that covering her lovely face suddenly feels bad towards Yeseul. WOnshik gets up to make some dinner for them both before calling Jaehwan that he might not able to come to the office tomorrow because of emergency. Of course being the busybody one, Jaehwan keep pushing Wonshik to tell him but stop. That is because Wonshik cut off the call when he found the elder annoyed him.

From the kitchen, Wonshik ran to the living room as he heard someone's phone is ringing begging for pick up. 'my big baby'. Wonshik grimaces when the caller name appears because first its gross. Second, who the heck is big baby since Yeseul is still single except for being tied with him in a damn contract. He decides to pick up the call and the familiar voice cross over his mind, which the guy is far from being a baby. But he's sure is a huge person so better not messing with him. "Mr. Han? " he calls the younger guy's name. "Kim Wonshik? What are you doing with my noona's phone? Where is she? Give the phone to her," rude. Wonshik closes his eyes trying to hold himself from being an asshole back to this guy.

"Yeseul is sleeping, I found her crying,"

"What?! Then where is she right now?" Sanghyuk jolted from his seat as Wonshik pass the news about Yeseul.

Wonshik sighed slowly and said "she's at my place right now. I'll send her home tomorrow but now let her rest at my place,"

"How can I trust you?" Sanghyuk grunts in distrust. He really has trust issue with the man that Yeseul dated. Because its her first time though and he doesn't want the person that he love to get hurt in the end.

"You can banned me from meeting Yeseul if I ever brought her home with one eyes swollen," that makes Sanghyuk shrieks in horror cause nobody gonna hit his sister but he can't help but agreed. It won't make sense if he will wake her up from sleeping only to get Yeseul's home though. They both cut off the call, leaving Wonshik finished cooking his dinner and Sanghyuk can't sit still even at home.

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Author's Note

Sorry for not updating quite sometimes. I was sick for days and barely have time for myself to write though but I hope this will enlighten you guys.

So many things happened these days with Hakyeon bby fainted due go heat stroke I hope he is okay for now and get enough rest. Plus! LR will do a comeback after two freaking years! Teasers already out and istg Wontaek are such tease. Drop a comment and keep voting🌸

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