Saehee was inside the reserved dining hall, she shook her head.

How typical of Jackson to be late.

She sat down and took out her phone, she heard the door open.

“Finally, Ja~” She halted, Myungsoo was standing by the doorway.

“I saw you come in,”

She didn’t react.

“Can we talk?”

“You’re already inside.” She replied.

“Hee, I…I’m sorry.” He stepped to her.

“I know it was stupid for me to make you choose, I just got so angry.”

“I don’t understand you, Kim Myungsoo.”

“I..miss you so much.”

Saehee’s brows furrowed, she felt Myungsoo place her hand onto his.

“Can…we start again?”

Mark pushed the door harshly, Saehee looked up, then he grabbed Myungsoo’s collar and pulled him.

“Mark~”

Mark dragged Myungsoo out, his eyes, hard.

Jackson pushed himself against the wall and Lauren ran to Saehee.

“What happened?” He asked.

Saehee just frowned and followed the two.

“I don’t know.”

Mark pushed Myungsoo away, they were already outside the restaurant.

“You can’t have her back.” Mark stated, his tone cold.

“I don’t think that’s for you to decide.” Myungsoo replied.

“Don’t ever appear before her.”

“You don’t own her.” Myungsoo smirked at him.

“I don’t care what you think, Myungsoo.I’ve seen her undergo through , I don’t want to see that again.” Mark almost hissed.

“Do you know how unreasonable you are right now?” Myungsoo replied.

“Myungsoo, Mark please, stop.” Saehee walked to them, Mark glanced at her.

“I wasn’t the one who asked her to choose between a friend over you.” Mark was about to turn away from him, when Myungsoo grabbed his shoulder. Mark’s eyes glinted with irritation as he sent his fist across Myungsoo’s jaw.

“Stay away from her.” He stated before pulling Saehee back to the restaurant.

Lunch was quiet, Mark wasn’t in the mood to talk and Lauren, she was usually the bubbly one, seems to notice her uncle’s discomfort

“Right, you’re leaving for the weekend.” Jackson looked up.

“Yes, for China.” Saehee nodded as she chewed.

“I thought uncle didn’t want you to work, eomma.”

 “It isn’t heavy work, Lauren. I just have to check on a few things.” Saehee grinned at her.

“When will you back?” Mark asked.

“Sunday night.” She replied carefully.

Mark just nodded.

Saehee watched as Jackson drove away from them, Mark was standing beside her, quiet.

“Jackson..told me.”

“I don’t like it when people try to control me, Moli or not, I wont marry someone just because they asked me to.” Mark said, Saehee grinned.

“You were so grim earlier, now you’re sputtering words, finally.”

“Why do you have to go to China?” Mark asked.

“Clingy Tuan three point oh.” She mused before wrapping her arm around his as they walked.

“Are you going to explain why you lost your cool towards Myungsoo?”

“Do I have to?”

“Sort of. I’m demanding you to.” Saehee grinned at her choice of words.

“I just don’t like it. I don’t like him appearing before you.”

“Heol, going for four point oh, here.”

Mark shook his head.

“I heard your parents are coming over the weekend, are you going to survive without me?”

“You’ll be holding onto your phone right?” Mark smirked at her, Saehee rolled her eyes.

“Don’t go for five point oh, bud.”

“Really? How’d it go?” Saehee was asking about the monthly BOD meeting.

“It was fine, director Park sends his regards.”

Saehee grinned as she sliced her steak.

“Ah, I heard something,”

“About what, oppa?”

“About Mark, did he and Myungsoo fight?”

She winced.

“Mark got mad at him, then..that.”

“He has his moods?” Yunho mused.

“Usually he can keep his calm, but lately, I don’t know. He’s quite jumpy.”

“Just be careful, people will start talking again.”

Saehee just nodded.

Lauren was having dinner at the Tuan residence with her father, uncle and Moli.

“After this, appa, can you send me to mommy’s right away?” She asked, Mark nodded and patted her cheek.

“Lauren-ah, I bought you something. Want to see?” Moli turned to her.

“Aniyo, I don’t have time.” Lauren said as she slowly slid down fromt the chair.

“Lauren Wang.” Jackson turned to her.

“I’m saying the truth, my stomach hurts.” Lauren fibbed before excusing herself from the table.

“Why am I always stuck with her? What an ugly lady.”

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