“Oh? What are you doing here, Donghae?” Yejin, who just entered the room, startled him.

“N-noona, look at this.” She walked to his side and he showed him the picture. “Do you know her?” he asked.

“Let me see,” she took the album from him. “You don’t remember her?”

Irritation rose on his handsome face. “Will I ask if I know her?” Curiosity and irritation stirred in him making him impatient. When he noticed his sisters shocked face, he quickly apologized, “s-sorry, noona… I really wanted to know.

“That’s Aunt Sora.”

“And the little girl beside her?”

Yejin furrowed her brows as she tried to recall the kid’s name. “Eh? I dunno… but she’s cute.” He frowned because of her senseless answer. “You just ask mom.”

“But she’s not yet home…”

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Hyukjae was feeling better the next day when he woke up. He glanced at his side where he saw Jessica sleeping—sitting on the floor but head on the bed. He carefully got up and the towel fell from his forehead.

Eh? Why am I here on the bed?

He scanned the room with his eyes until he noticed the basin on the bedside table; he looked at the towel once again then at Jessica. Something warm caressed his heart while watching her peacefully sleeping.

She looked after me last night… He just watched her sleep for a couple of minutes and he couldn’t help himself from smiling. So—this is the feeling of waking up with your wife next to you…

His hands slowly reached her face and he tucked the strands of hair covering her face. He was about to touch her when she shut her eyes open.

“H-Hyukjae—you okay now?” she said while getting up and checked his forehead. She heaved a sigh when she felt that his temperature already went down. But still, he could see how worried she was on her lovely face.

Mom was right to force me to marry you, he thought again.

“You might be hungry now,” she said cutting off his thoughts. “Eat this.” She held the bowl of porridge and volunteered to feed him.

Again, he was awed. Is she the Jessica she met or is this the real Jessica that he should know? “I can do it myself, Jessica…”

“No, let me,” she protested. “It’s my fault why you got sick,” she pouted. “I’m sorry, Hyukjae—ah wait a minute.” She stood and took something from their things on the sofa but she returned to his side quickly. “Here—peace offering,” she gave him a pack of strawberry milk. “I promise not to be hard on you again,” she said sincerely.

His breath hitched because of her surprises. Oh God! Is this real? I’m not dreaming, right? He simply couldn’t believe it. He was falling in love to her more.

Because of joy, he found himself hugging her already. “Kamsamnida,” he whispered. The grin on his face reached his eyes more when he felt her hug him back. “Thank you so much, Jessica-ah…”

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Under the blanket of stars, Hyukjae and Jessica sat above his car and glanced up to the sky. They became close to each other after she took care of him when he was sick. He learned from that moment how kind-hearted she was, despite the cold façade she shows to everyone.

“Jessica,” he tried to open a conversation. “I don’t know if I should say this—but I am glad that you’re my fiancée.”

“Is that a compliment?” she joked as she glanced at him.

“You can take it as one,” he chuckled. “I really don’t want any commitment before. I always ignored my mom’s nag