MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN | PJM ✓

Ch. 4 ~ Traitor

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Jung Y/N's POV~

I was in the elevator going to my dad's office.

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As the number of floors the elevator goes up, my heart rate is increasing even more.

After the Paparazzi has found out about us and revealed about us yesterday, I couldn't sleep at all. I was really scared, I couldn't concentrate on things and now my dad called me to his office.

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The 'ding' sound came out from the speaker and the elevator doors opened.

I walked out of the elevator and found my dad's PA sitting in his chamber typing on his laptop. He looked up and smiled at me. I returned back an awkward smile and he motioned me to go inside dad's office.

I walked down the hallway and stopped in front of the double doors on which 'CEO, JUNG GUNWOO' was engraved in bold letters. Looking at that made me even more nervous.

I wiped my sweaty palms onto my pencil skirt, took at deep breath and knocked on the door twice.

"Come in" I heard my dad's muffled voice.

I rested my palm on the door knob and took a deep breath again and let it out.

You can do this, Y/N!

I twisted the door knob and the door got unlocked. I opened one of the doors to see dad sitting on his chair pinching the bridge of his nose. I also noticed that Hobi oppa was also there in the office.

I walked inside and my dad and Hobi oppa smiled at me. I smiled back nervously. My dad motioned me sit down on the couch on the other side of the room where Hobi oppa was sitting. I sat beside Hobi oppa on the three seater couch.

My dad stood up from his chair and walked towards us. He sat on the single seating couch which is adjacent but slightly diagonal to us.

I didn't know what to do. I just stared at my sweaty palms which are rested on my lap.

"Y/N, we need to announce about your marriage officially" dad said.

I didn't say anything. I looked up and saw my dad frowning as if he was waiting for me to say something.

I opened my mouth to say something but I didn't know what to say so I closed it. I might've looked like a fish! I mentally face palmed.

I just nodded after seeing my father whose frown became even more clear.

And now cue to the awkward silence!

'Awkward! Awkward! Awkward!' My inner self chanted.

And now I am thinking how many times I chanted 'Awkward'.

27 times? Or was it 26? I guess it's either 27 or 28. Not 26.

My chain of thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Come in" dad said.

The door opened revealing
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Jimin's Dad.

Oh wow! I thought it was Jimin!

I was a bit disappointed. But why?