Mr CEO is my neighbour? || Park Jihoon

12

Work time finally finished. I take all my things and put it into my handbag. When I reach the office door's handle, Mr Park holds it first. He takes a look at me before asking me a few questions. "Where are you going after this? Did you have free time? How about we go for a dinner together?"

I'm shocked at his sudden favor. "Urm.. Mr Park, I think I have to get home now. As you can see, my condition doesn't let me to go out for now." I decline his request while showing my wounded arms.

"I'll take you home. We live under the same building, right? No need to worry." He says it quite loud.

I take a look around, afraid that someone heard about it. And yeah.. I'm doomed. Woojin is right next to me when Mr Park talked with me just now. He also looks puzzled plus shocked.

"Woojin.. Did you heard.."

"Did both of you live in the same building?! What?! I mean when?!" He shrieks but I quickly pull him out from the office.

"Woojin.. I'm sorry not telling you about this but.. Please don't tell anyone about this. I don't want any rumors about Mr Park." I explain to him.

"But where does Mr Park lives in.. Didn't Hyun is your neighbour? Wait... Don't tell me it's Hyun?! That's why he always wear sunglasses every time?" Woojin asks me, keep staring at Mr Park who is waiting inside of the office.

"I'm really sorry.. I thought that I should tell you but I'm afraid you.."

"You afraid I'll tell everyone about this? Yah! Hana.. I'm your friend. I'm not like that Heo Dambi that acts like a hoe. You can trust me. Didn't you trust me?" He asks me again, looking at me seriously.

I stay silent when he asked about 'trust'. I feel insecure when the trust matter is asked. "Woojin.. I don't know who should I trust now. Mr Park always made a promise with me but he never granted one of it. I'm afraid you would do the same.."

Woojin then takes out something from his wallet. He shows me the bad past photo of me which I hate the most. "I still keep this and I never let anyone to see it." He smiles.

I hug him as I feel grateful for his trustworthy side. "Keep this secret well like how you hide my picture in your wallet." I advise him.

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I arrived back home alone as Mr Park said he have something urgent to do. I step on the stairs one by one with heavy steps as the incident where Mr Park cried on my back lingers in my mind.

I slipped on one of the stair's platform, bruising my leg a little. I end up enduring the pain on my leg to get into my house. I feel weird when I saw my house already brights with some lights been switched on without me inside of it.

Did I forgot to switch off the lights?

I turn the knob on as the door also unlocked. I take a few steps in before shocked to see such a beautifully decorated house that truly not like my home. A few potted roses on the floor with a classical song been played.

I continue to go further to the dining table. A red tablecloth covers my nude wooden table. There sits a guy with a comma hairstyle. He wears a pair spectacles with nice suits fitted on his body.

"Urm.. Excuse me but this is my house.." I tell the guy softly.

"Just sit down." He answers me coolly.

I take a seat opposite from him, still amazed from the decorations. My eyes circled when I saw the guy's face from the front view. ".. I have seen you before.. At the bus stop long time ago.." My mouth freezes when he takes off his glasses.

"Mr Park.."

"You really don't know it's me when I wore these glasses? You're so cute, Miss Jung." He compliments me while smiling brightly.

"But how did you get into my house.. and what's all of these decorations?" I asked him, still not used to them.

He chuckles before explains everything. "I asked your mom to set up the dinner. Since you can't get out because of your wounds, I prepared this small dinner for you. The foods are right in front of you and you can choose them. I bought them from the restaurant that I used to go."

I don't know which one to take first as there's various of foods on the table including the global recipes. I smile looking at Mr Park eats like usual without worrying over something compared to when he was at the office just now.

Does this is the next step Mr Park wants to open my heart again?

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