"To marry a rich man and to be rich."
She's Rosé Park. A normal girl from an orphanage who flew to South Korea and introduced herself as an heiress and fabricated her whole life.
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It has been routine for me to hangout with Eunwoo and his elite friends through weekdays and spends my whole weekend in Jaehyun's rest house. Everything is smooth sailing, except I seem to eagerly anticipate an inordinate number of weekends to transpire then I genuinely should. I am in literal itch every Friday night.
I tacitly admit that I relish Eunwoo's company during our dates, be it casual or candlelit dinners. He is frolicsome to be with and shows chivalry whenever he can, but every time we meet each other in a categorical place, I couldn't avail but associate everything I perceive with Jaehyun.
It virtually feels like everything I see, and everywhere I go, I visually perceive or think of him like every damn time. It is weird, so uncanny. It is my insensate mind and reflexes which do it, but I often strive not to see of him. But the more I do that, all the more I think of him.
Today's Saturday, and Jaehyun told me that he would pick me up.
I did not pack any pair of attire because he didn't authoritatively mandate me to bring some. I am jumping to conclusions that I will just clean the household or do the gardening again.
As soon as I arrived at the parking lot of my condo complex, I immediately spotted Jaehyun, so I gently waved my hand to him.
As an acknowledgment, Jaehyun curtly nodded at me. Even though he is wearing sunglasses that obscures his oculars, I can determine that he is examining me out again.
That betokened me to look down in my yellow flowy dress as I pull the hem of it.
I looked okay – at the minimum, that's what I think. Or maybe I am not? Oh, my Deity! Should I transmute my clothes or something?
Realizing that I am panicking an exorbitant amount, I facepalmed and bit my lip.
"Why am I so conscious? Geez," I whispered to myself.
I shut my eyes tightly before trudging my way to Jaehyun's car.
"Good morning!" I cordially greeted him with my moiety-assed smile.
"Morning," He said as a comeback.
"What will we do for today?" I asked wonderingly.
"Sea," Jaehyun uttered, "We are going to the beach."
My lips parted amicably, "What?! I did not bring any extra apparel!"
"That's fine," Jaehyun assured. "I've bought some for you."
My whole face lit up as I excitedly visually examine him, "Really?"
"Yes, seriously," Jaehyun nodded.
"You bought things like my swimsuit or something?" My forehead creased.
Jaehyun nodded, but his ears blushed, "My secretary was the one who bought it, you don't have to worry."
