his maid || p. sunghoon - discontinued

chapter 10 ✿ ꒱

✿ ⌇his maid

by : injangg

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wait.. what?!

"o-oh, i'm not song soyeon or whoever she is.", i said nervously.

"no need to pretend, miss soyeon. all i am asking is why are you working as a maid for my son.", she said to me.

"well, i guess i should tell you. i made a promise that i will work as a maid before i turn 19."

"ah, that explains it. i thought a poor girl would marry my son."

"what do you mean?", i asked.

"oh, you must not know about it then."

"huh?", i said to myself in confusion.

she left the room and i stayed there to think.

marry her son?? oh, goodness!

i rushed outside and headed to the dining room.

"so, the wedding has been planned and it will happen in 2 days.", my father said to them.

"alright then! please inform your daughter about this.", mr. park's mother uttered.

"thank you for agreeing to this.", my mother said.

i'm guessing i'm getting married to.. park sunghoon.

"i shall take my leave now. i still have meetings to attend.", my future mother-in-law said.

"goodbye, mrs. park! i shall go too."

"goodbye! please stay safe and drive home safely.", i told them.

they all left so now i'm left with mr. park.

"do you need anything, mr. park?", i asked him.

"no, you may start washing the dishes.", he responded to me.

"okay, sir! goodnight.", i said with a smile.

he ignored my words and left the dining room.

i started taking the dishes and washing them.

i did all the work and i'm finally done after 40 minutes.

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i woke up at 5:30 am because of my alarm.

even though it's a weekend, i still woke up early.

my parents had called me to discuss something, which i know is the wedding.

i grabbed a black fitted dress and wore a necklace that was very special to me.

the necklace that i wore was given to me by my first love.

he died because of sickness.

remembering that memory leaves me in tears.

*flashback*

"happy birthday, soyeon!", soobin said to me.

"oh my god! this necklace is so pretty.", i told him.

"i picked that out because it reminds me of where we first met."

"ah yes! i would never forget paris."

he smiled and kissed my cheek.

- 2 months later -

"soobin, why didn't you tell me about this?", i cried.

"i'm sorry, my soyeon. i didn't want to worry you.", he said on his death bed.

i looked back at him and heard a flatline sound.

"oh my god, soobin! NO!"

i rushed outside and called a doctor but he's already dead.

*end of flashback*

i wiped my tears and wore a white pair of heels.

i took a sticky note and wrote a letter to mr. park.

i headed went to the pantry and took some bread with jam.

i placed the food inside his room quietly and placed the note beside his bed.

i set an alarm at 8:30 and left the apartment.

i called my driver for him to pick me up.

i waited outside the building until my car showed up.

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✿ ⌇his maid

by : injangg