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“I’m off.” Jiyong bid the staff of YG goodbye before going out of the recording room. Just another day at the office and he’s eager to come home to his wife.

Unexpectedly, Jiyong got married to a non-showbiz girl 6 months ago in a foreign land, out of the eyes of their fans and only special people are invited such as the whole YG executive team, 2ne1, and their parents. It was only 2 months after their wedding when Jiyong finally dropped the bomb to prove that he didn’t her wife, Hanee, because she’s pregnant.

But still, Jiyong never revealed the face of her wife to protect her from netizens and some over-acting fans.

“Yeobo, where are you?” he asked as the one on the other line picked up. “I’m on my way home.”

“WHAT?!” his wife drastically replied.

“Something wrong?” he asked as a knot formed on his forehead when he entered the elevator and pressed ‘B’ for basement parking.

“No. nothing’s wrong. It’s just that I remembered that I wasn’t able to cook dinner before leaving this morning and I’m still on my way home.” She replied. “You might get mad at me for not cooking dinner.”

“Eh? Don’t worry about it Yeobo, I’ll just pass by your favorite Chinese takeout.”

“Okay… thanks Yeobo.”

“Take care okay? Send me the plate number of the cab that you are in for safety reasons.” He reminded her.

“I will.” She said. “Uhm… Ji, don’t take the alternate route okay? I’m taking it and the traffic is so bad. I think there is an accident somewhere around the area. You should take the main road.” She added.

“I will. Love you.” He replied and hung up. And went out of the elevator to go to his car.

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HN’s POV

The truth is, the cab I am in is at the alternate route because traffic was really heavy at the main road at this point. I know I lied, but I did that for a reason!

As the cab stopped in front of our house, I rushed out of it and went into the house.

“Crap. Good thing Jiyong calls before leaving the office, or else, I’m doomed!” I said to no one in particular and threw my bag to the nearest couch.

I eyed the messy living room that we have. ARGH! I have to finish this up before Jiyong comes home. And starting picking up stuff from the floor with a mop at hand.

Yeah, I know. Jiyong is the ultimate obsessive compulsive person there is. And I’m the opposite of that. I would usually throw things around or let the mess sit around for days before really thinking about cleaning it up.

But that wouldn’t work for Jiyong. I think hell will break loose if comes home with the house all messy and as if it was turned upside down. I have to clean everything twice to meet his standards. Sometimes I am wishing that we have a housekeeper.

I picked up everything that was on my way and took them either back to where they belong, to the hamper or to the trash can.

After I finished cleaning the whole first floor, I headed up stairs to proceed in cleaning our room. This is actually the most chaotic part of the house since I tend to change clothes up to 5 times every morning. When I’m not satisfied with the first look, I would change to another one and wouldn’t bother putting the previous clothes back to the hanger and the closet.

Aish. I need to finish all of this before my dear husband came.

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GD’s POV

I got stuck in the goddamn traffic for an hour and half for taking the main road. I think the others are taking this route to avoid the traffic in the alternate route, just like what Hanee said a while ago.

When I opened the front door and walked into the house, I immediately looked for Hanee. Usually, she’s just watching TV or cooking. But the light in the kitchen is off.

“Yeobo?” I called. “I’m home.”

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