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I snapped out of my thoughts by the sudden shrill door bell.
Damn who could it be?
I unlocked the door and to my surprise there stood someone whom I least expected of all.
Mrs Jeon.
She sweetly greeted.
"Evening Ara. Mind if I come in?"
"Please uh c—come in."
I side-tracked myself giving her the room to enter.
She was dressed in glamorous trousers. Her aura screamed Rich as fuck.
That's pretty obvious isn't it?
She comfortably moved around before settling herself on the sofa.
"Ma'am. Would you like coffee, or some tea perhaps?" I asked sounding as humble as I could.
"You are the patient here, little one. So sit down young lady. " She held my hands and forced me to sit beside her.
"And Ma'am? Seriously? Call me auntie okay?" She cooed out.
This is so weird.
I simply nodded, a smile approaching her lips.
"How are you feeling? The scars are healing right?" She concerned like asked and once again I just nodded.
She softly giggled before tugging her hair beside her ears.
"I won't beat around the bush. I know you and Jungkook fought and I don't intend to barge in. But I just want to say that he really likes you."
This is fucking humiliating.
"But maa—auntie—I don't think he does. He thinks I am ug—"
I stuttered out as it was hard recalling every rude word he spat out at me.
"And you believe him? He knows all the consequences, the hate you are receiving, because of him. So he is trying to push you away to ensure your safety. Stupid Jungkook Logic, if you ask me."
She held both of my hands in her grip.
"I know my son. He is a tough nut but he is willing to crack open to you. I may sound really selfish, but please stick to him. He had a traumatizing childhood but you are changing him."
