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I wonder if this is the kind of image Huning would have..?

" My God, I didn’t think that of Choi Yeonjun, but look at him dumping Team Leader Yeoju and
going to that chaebol Kang Haewon instead. Only Team Leader Yeoju ended up pitiful."

" It’s no different from getting dumped for someone else, and who would’ve ever imagined that Yeonjun was the son of YJ Construction?
I mean, who could’ve guessed? "

" If they’d dated for 8 years, it would’ve been like family, so I’m sure she feels deeply betrayed."

" Kang Haewon’s personality isn’t all that great either.. I don’t think I’ve heard anything good about him."

" But getting her pregnant was too much. I almost passed out hearing that."

" If it were me, I wouldn’t let those two bastards off the hook. Team Leader must be in a terrible state."

" Shh, Team Leader might hear you."

Yeoju could already hear them. In the break room, the female employees had gathered like that and were only talking about Yeoju

how could she not know? Soon Yeoju opened the break-room door and went in, her eyes cold.

" What are you all doing here? The meeting’s supposed to start."

" Oh no, that’s right. Let’s all go, sorry."

Watching Yeoju’s reaction, they all left the break room and went back to their seats to prepare for the meeting

they began. Holding her pounding head, Yeoju sat down. She’d been thinking lately about quitting and moving to another company

or maybe just resigning. But because of the launch,

she couldn’t quit so easily. Yeoju spent the whole day buried in work

/

After finishing her appointment at the obstetrics and gynecology clinic, Haewon paid and received her maternity record book

then looked over the baby ultrasound photo. Sixteen weeks. A princess. She was growing healthy,

but Haewon couldn’t be happy. Sitting in the driver’s seat, she kept biting her nails, as if something was making her uneasy.

Haewon took out her phone and called back the missed number that had come up so many times.

A short ring, and the other side answered, as if he’d been waiting, in a gentle male voice,

speaking kindly.

📞 I waited for you, honey(자기야,기다렸어)

" I told you not to contact me. You must’ve seen my wedding article."

Haewon spat out irritably. The man on the other end replied calmly without a trace of agitation.

📞 Did you see that kid? That’s not my child.
(봤어.그 아이 내 아이 아니야?)

Her reaction was explosive. Haewon couldn’t answer right away, her mind going blank.

" ...."

📞 honey?(자기야?)

" No! Absolutely not, so don’t worry about me. It’s my child with Choi Yeonjun."

📞 calm down, honey(진정해,자기야)

" Don’t ever show up in front of me!! If you do, I’ll die!!"

Shouting, Haewon unilaterally hit the end-call button. Breathing hard as if worked up, she gripped the steering wheel and rested her head on it, trying to calm down. Just who was the man she’d talked to, and why had he even said her child might not be his? It was puzzling. Meanwhile, Beomgyu and Yeoju were at Incheon Airport after work.

A little later, when the entrance opened, they spotted a handsome man well over 180 cm tall, in a black striped suit and a black long coat, with a pale face and a mixed-race build,

and Yeoju and Beomgyu waved their hands high. Soon, the man who recognized them

wore a gentle smile and walked over beside them.

" Welcome, Kai."

" Wow, nice to see you, Team Leader Seo, Beomgyu. Thanks for inviting me."

" Not at all. We promised to invite you when the brand launched, remember?

But your Korean is quite a bit better than last year, isn’t it?"

" I still have a long way to go. I’m studying Korean because of the person I love."

" That’s impressive. Then make sure you enjoy plenty of dates while you’re here."

" That was my plan. I think I’ll be staying in Korea for a while, so let’s head to the hotel I booked."
" You mean the Seoul Hotel, right?"

" Yes."

The three of them headed to the Seoul Hotel. He’d grown up in an ordinary family, but with the encouragement of people around him,

he started as a kids’ model when he was young, and now, at 25, he had become a

wannabe model the whole world was watching. He was also called young and rich. The reason he came to Korea was that Yeoju had personally invited him to the brand show she was launching, so he visited.

The three had met last year for work, but he stayed with her for a month and also

showed him around. They became much closer, and he knew what she liked, and that he had a Korean girlfriend.

After arriving at the hotel, they guided him to the suite and left.

After going into the room, Kai took a shower, put on a bathrobe, sat on the bed, and sent Haewon

a message.

📱 Honey, I’m from Korea.(자기야,나 한국이야)

The moment she checked the message, Haewon’s face turned pale. Why was she afraid,

why didn’t she seem happy that Kai was coming? She decided she had to meet Kai right away.

📱 Meet me now. I’ll go where you are.

📱 I’ll call you as soon as I’m done with my work.

(일 다 끝내고 전화할께 그때까지 기다려)

Seeing him refuse so firmly, her expression darkened. He was extremely

decisive and careful when it came to work, so he wouldn’t even be reachable. All she could do was

wait for work to be over.

/
She wanted to see Yeoju. She hadn’t heard from her for days. Taehyun had been endlessly waiting for Yeoju to contact him.

He knew she was busy with work, but it was obvious she was having a hard time because of the sudden scandal

article about Yeonjun and Haewon, so he called, but there was no news. Still,

he didn’t think it was right to go all the way to her house. The moment the last customer left, Yeoju

came in. It felt like a dream. With a slightly gaunt face, Yeoju greeted Taehyun.

"Noona"

" I stopped by on my way back from an outside appointment. I was worried what if you weren’t here."

" ..Are you okay?"

" Huh? What is?"

" N-no, you just looked unwell."

He almost ended up bringing up the scandal article. Yeoju, who had brought two cans of energy drink,

handed one to Taehyun, saying he should have it.

" Drink this. I’ve had a lot on my mind because of the brand launch, so I couldn’t contact you. Do I look sick?"

"..Yeah, well, a little?"

" Then it’s a success."

" What is?"

" You’re worried about me as a friend, Taehyun."

Yeoju smiled at Taehyun, and the heart that had been racing was jolted even more by Yeoju’s smile.

Stay calm, Kang Taehyun. Nothing’s going on yet, so don’t get ahead of yourself.

Soon the bell rang and the door opened, and Beomgyu held out ice cream to Yeoju.

" Senior, you’re having chocolate, right?"

" Yeah."

The moment Taehyun saw Beomgyu, his expression twisted, and when his eyes met Beomgyu’s,

their gazes were strange. Not knowing anything, Yeoju put the two chocolate ice creams Beomgyu had in his hand on the counter.

After paying, she sat in the eating area, tore open the wrapper, and neatly ate her ice cream.

Beside her, Beomgyu was sitting fairly close.

" Senior, isn’t it cold to eat ice cream?"

" There’s a saying that fights fire with fire, you know. On days when I have so much to worry about like this, I need to eat chocolate

to get energized and work. I’m seriously crazy for chocolate."

" Then next time we’re out for work, do you want to eat something cold?"

" Oh, I like that. Then Beomgyu, you’re buying."

" Of course."

" I’m kidding, I’m kidding. I’ll buy it."

So he could smile like that. He looks even prettier when he smiles. I thought he’d be struggling with how bad the scandal articles were,
but their conversation reached his ears unintentionally, and the cheerful atmosphere made him jealous. Taehyun was bothered by Beomgyu. Beomgyu’s eyes had been looking at Yeoju lovingly the whole time, after all.

He stared so hard at the back of Beomgyu’s head it felt like he’d bore a hole through it. Then suddenly the uneasy Taehyun wondered if Subin or Beomgyu might steal Yeoju from him, and even as he had those nasty

thoughts for a moment, the spark of desire to have Yeoju was growing without him realizing it.

ㅡ

How am I supposed to write about Huning in words🥲

He’s a sculpture himself

Suddenly the plot is..um, starting to get complicated..

I want to write Taehyun becoming obsessive from emotional deprivation, but I can’t express it in writing

(If I write something this obsessive too, I feel like it’ll get out of hand;; I’ve roughly thought out the ending though)

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