[ABHORRENCE]🥀

nine

•y/n

I got out of the car and shot sharp glares towards Joshua. How I wish I could just slam his door EXTREMELY HARD, and make it fall off!

Who cares if it cost a billion dollars?! His richer than me so he can buy another one.

As I entered the salon, Mrs Hong waved then gestured me to come to her.

Like an idiot, I looked behind me to check whether she's waving at ME or her devil SON.

Joshua pointed his head towards his mother, telling me to go. I nervously walked to Mrs Hong and bowed.
"Annyeonghasseo~"
"Hello, Y/n~ Come sit here with me." She patted the chair right beside her.

"Is there something you wanna talk about, Mrs Hong?" I asked.
"Yeah, actually. I do." she took out a small tiny box from her handbag and gave it to me.
"W-what is this?"
"Go ahead. Open it."

I looked down at the tiny lil' box and slowly opened it. My eyebrows immediately lit up and my mouth parted in surprise.
"O-oh...it's a...it's a r-ring."
"Yeah! Do you like it?" Mrs Hong asked in a cheerful tone.

"Uh.....y-yeah? I guess...I don't even know how to react..."
"This is your wedding ring, dear. Ain't it pretty?"
"W-wedding ring?" I gulped.

I mean, yeah of course it's NICE but Joshua's the one who's gonna put that ring on my finger. And plus, I don't even know which finger. I never wore one. All I know is those lil' cheesy rings I put in all of my fingers,just to eat it in a SASSY WAY.

Besides, it's delicious.

"Oh! y/n. I know you're nervous..but it's fine. It's understandable." Mrs Hong smiled warmly. I smiled back, but with a more stupid yet uncomfortable smile while Joshua just stand there, wriggling his brows at me.

"Make sure you know which finger." Mrs Hong said jokingly before chuckling at me. I laughed nervously while trying to remember which was the ring finger.

But I'm sure it was the middle finger...right? I mean, it's not like I've been married BEFORE! Or watched how the bride and groom did it in the front!!

I bet Joshua's gonna think I'm some kind of a LUNATIC who doesn't know which is the freaking RING FINGER. It's not my fault that our fingers ain't got no labelsss.

I feel like an idiot here.

"Ugh...can I go now? Cuz I have a meeting later at 12pm sharp." Joshua looked down at his watched and frowned.
"Yeah, yeah, sure. Don't you worry about y/n. I can send her back." Mrs Hong smiled at her son before giving him a hug.

How can she smile for a very long time? Does it hurt though?

"Hmm..eomma, annyeong!" He walked out of the door but stopped when our eyes met.
"Oh- and you too, y/n." He pursed his lips, trying to hold in his laugh.
"Pfft." I scoffed quietly before turning back to Mrs Hong.

"So.....what are we gonna do, Mrs Hong?" I asked, looking around the salon.
"Come. I know exactly what we're gonna do!" She got up from her sit and held my hand which kinda scared me a little.
"W-what?"

"You'll see, dear." A warm smile was plastered on her lips while she grabbed her car keys and handbag.
"Uh...where are we going, Mrs Hong?" I asked when Mrs Hong brought me to her car.
"Please, just call me eomma. You're gonna be my daughter-in-law soon and you still call me Mrs Hong? Aigoo.." the woman chuckled then entered her red Lamborghini.