𝐔𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐘𝐨𝐮 || 𝐊.𝐍𝐉 ✓

Chapter 44

Author's POV

After the games, they finally went inside to freshen up themselves. Well, except for Seoyeon who is picking up the newspapers with the helpers. They know how stubborn she could be, so they just let her do her thing. She's very kind and helpful, compared to the people they meet.

"Alright, I think that's the last piece." She said while dusting her hands after putting the newspapers in the trash bag.

"Thank you, Madam Seoyeon, for helping us. You are very kind." The head mistress of the helpers uttered fondly as she smiles warmly at Seoyeon.

"My pleasure!" She beamed, "And please, just call me Seoyeon. The 'madam' is unnecessary."

"For a woman like you, I think you deserve that title." The head mistress remarked before excusing themselves and gesturing for the helpers to follow her inside.

Seoyeon was confused with what the head mistress said, but she didn't think deeper to it and just shrugged as she went inside the house. Maybe it was out of gratitude, she thought. Most of them are still in their room, probably resting due to the shot of exhaustion finally striked them. As Seoyeon finally reached their room, she already heard the ladies giggling.

"What's the commotion all about?" She snickered as she closed the door, earning their attention.

"Our dear Ms. park!" Ms. Im greeted, "How did you feel after being embraced by our cold boss? Did you feel icy?" She teased, so Seoyeon concluded that she was the main topic of their little commotion.

"Come on now, Ms. Im!" Mrs. Lee warned playfully, "They just got giddy after winning." She answered in Seoyeon's behalf.

Seoyeon just shook her head as she smiled faintly while getting some clothes from her luggage. She know that they're just playing around, no malice was intended to be added in that hug. The rest of the ladies continued their conversation about random things, mostly were about how this house was so grand and beautiful. Meanwhile, Ms. Kang, who is just quietly observing Seoyeon since this morning, could not help but to wonder what's the real deal with Seoyeon and their boss. Since their office is isolated from Namjoon's office and Seoyeon's desk, which is located in front of Namjoon's office, they don't really see each other often although they share the same floor. They would only see her when they need to present something to Namjoon. It's not impossible if the two has a secret relationship.

"Hey, Ms. Park." Ms. Kang called, halting Seoyeon from entering the bathroom.

"Yes?" She hummed, owning a soft, gentle feature as she smiles at Ms. Kang.

"Uhm...." A sudden hesitation filled Ms. Kang's mind, if she really have to ask. "If you need shampoo, I have extras here." She just reasoned out as she points at her bag.

"Oh, no worries. I brought mine. That's so kind of you, Ms. Kang, thank you though." Seoyeon then lifter her pouch, where her toiletries are.

Ms. Kang just nodded and allowed Seoyeon to finally take her shower. She's still deep in thought, but might as well forget it unless they show hints. But knowing how strictly obedient Seoyeon is to their company's policy, it's still a little unclear.

On the other hand, while the managers are busy preparing themselves for the evening, Namjoon decided to get some fresh air outside. In the far corner of the backyard, a small gazebo was built there. It has a soft, comfy sofa set and a coffee table that compliments it. It's good to meditate here since you can feel the cold breeze and hear the crickets. He decided to let the lights off, so that no one would notice him there. As he felt the wind clashing on him, he closed his eyes and let out a deep breath. Todays events circled his mind that he was not aware of the smile that is forming on his face. It felt nice to be hugged by her. It felt oddly warm and comfortable, although it was just fast. Yet the moment he opened his eyes, his gaze fell down on his ring. His smile slowly faded and an ache in his heart was felt as she touched the ring with his thumb. Unknowingly, a sudden feeling of guilt striked him. His late wife was already dead, but he can seem to stop himself from thinking as if he is cheating on her.