Played by Fated | Jeonghan

~• Part 33 •~

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"I'm sorry for troubling you but can I bring this with me?" I asked the man who helped me with my bags. He look at the bicycle I pointed at like thinking for a while before nodded. I smile at him and said "thank you".

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"President Yoon said I didnt need to show you the room cause he said you already know it. Please excuse me." The man said, bowing and leave me alone.

I looked around and saw nothing's changes. The house, the furniture, the arrangement and everything looks the same. As I keep walking around, my hand graze and trace everything that I can touch. It brings all the memories.

My eyes then stopped at the kitchen entrance. There. There's too many bad memories. I looked away feeling a little bit scared as I suddenly remembered everything. Shaking my head, I carried my bags upstairs into the said room.

Opened the door as I examined everything. Just like the other part of the house, its the same as before except the bedsheet. Before this its white but now its soft beige.

Sighing. After 4 years of runaway, 4 years of healed, 4 years of trying to move on and made a new life, I'm back in here again. How irony.

"what were you thinking?" a voice snapped me out of my thought and made me jumped. I immediately turned around and saw his standing by the door frame. I just shook my head as my tongue got glued.

He then walked inside and stand in front o the window with hands in pocket. "Glad that your brain still remember this room"

I know he's smirking while saying this. Ignoring him as I continue unpacked my clothes.

"Now that you're here, the 'contract' officially start " he said and I can feel he's looking at me but I still didnt look at him. "Go make me a coffee and bring it to my office room" he ordered and walked away maybe to his office room since he said so.

I'm not a maid and I really want to ignore his request but I'm tied with the contract. Screw him for messing my life again. Sighed for the nth time, I went downstairs to the kitchen and made some for him.

As finished I brought it to his room. Knocking on the door and slowly opened it. He signaled me to put it on his desk while his eyes never leave the computer. I was about to leave when he speak again.

"what is this?" he asked. My forehead creased at his question. Isnt it obvious? "Coffee" I answered and he took off his glasses and rub his face off.

"I'm not dumb. I know this is a coffee but what I mean is what taste is this? does this house ran out of sugar or what?" he asked with a cold tone. What? I did put sugar. In fact a lot.

"I put quite lot of sugar but I can't drink them so I can't taste it..." I said slowly at the end of words. He raised his eyebrow at me. "and why you can't drink it?"

"I have migraine?" I state but sounds like a question. "migraine?" he asked back. Sighing..did he really forgot everything about me..."Of course you wouldnt remember it but thank you for the concern" I said and hurriedly went back to my room.

Why would I expect him to remember anyways....I'm just so stupid. I land on the bed and my eyes felt heavy. It's going to be a long day now...

Jeonghan's POV

"I have migraine?" she states but sounds like asking. "migraine?" I asked back. She rolled her eyes "Of course you wouldnt remember it but thank you for the concern" she said and hurriedly went out.

Shît! I forgot about that. Actually the coffee taste just fine. I just want to tease her cause it's fun. It made me wonder, how can a person who doesnt drink a coffee can make a better coffee than the one who drink it? She's something huh? Shaking my head and continue my work back. Whatever it is, my plan is working just fine.