>>1MONTH LATER<<

It’s been a month ever since I got drunk, Yerin’s birthday party, and I’m so thankful that nothing bad happened (well unless the rebel part)

And I’m now heading upstairs to the office of the director of the company I work with to receive my instructions for the next project they will launch.

I forgot to tell that I’m the photographer of a clothing line called Galaxy and the director of this company is also a friend of mine back in high school and Yerin is the co-director of it. She often helps the boss, Eunha, to make decisions and choose which style and theme would they go 

The elevator I was in opened and I stepped out of it and walked towards the room which would only take a few steps to reach

As soon as I reached the door, I knocked and waited for a response because who knows? The director might be out. I don’t want to get in trouble for entering her premisses without permission

“Come in” The person inside shouted so I slowly opened the door and saw Eunha leaning on her table with her famous smile

The way she smiles is scaring me. If she does that famous smile, it means she found something big or she will make me do something tiring for her

“Sit” she gestured towards the couch that was in front of her desk

I did what I was told and she immediately leaned away from her desk and grabbed a folder

She walked towards me and slammed the folder on the table in front of me with a grin plastered on her face

I looked at it and tilted my head, not having any idea what it was

“What is this?”

“You’re next assignment”

“Photoshoot?”

“Nope”

“Then what?”

“You’ll be finding someone. A very gorgeous someone”

I looked at her with my mouth open and slowly analyzing what she has said to me and I gasped and furrowed my brows when all the words she has said process

“What? Why would I be the one finding her? I’m a photographer not some person finder staff” I protested and she just raised her brow and both of her arms crossed in front of her chest

She didn’t reply at first and just stared at me but her response caught my attention

“You’re gonna find her because I’ve heard you’ve already met her and she might be an easy catch if you’re the one persuading her to be the new model of the company”

“What?! I barely know any other people other than you guys in this company”

She groaned and facepalmed “How would you know if you really don’t know her when you haven’t even opened the folder in front of you” and pointed at the red folder that was placed on the table

Oh right... and I averted my gazed from her and slowly sat down as I grab the folder. I opened the folder and saw a profile of someone—a very familiar someone

“Why is she so familiar? Where have I seen her?” I said that only I could hear because if I say it out loud, Eunha might once again argue with me, insisting that I’ve met this person and which is... she’s oddly familiar

The profile says that her name is Kim Sojung who’s a very popular model who have been a model of various luxurious brands. The photo attached to the file has a red hair, a dark brown eyes, her lips has a smile on them

After reading the profile, I turned my head to look at Eunha but I flinched when I saw her face near to mine—also looking at the profile—and she backed away when she saw me turning my head

“And how do you expect me to find this person who you claim I know and have met?” I asked her and once again gave me a that smile

“All her contact information is right...” came closer and bent her body to point at something on the file “below there”

I scanned the part where she have pointed and saw the e-mail address and contact number written on the paper

I closed my eyes and sighed as I accept that it is me who will be finding her...

“When’s the deadline?”

She just hummed in reply

“When’s the deadline of this? Until when?”

“Hmm... good question”

I rolled my eyes because how sarcastic can she be? Her tone was full of sarcasm and which part of my question can be put in a sarcastic way of answering? The question was a serious one.

When she noticed I was glaring at her she chuckled then made a serious face before shrugging

“This week”

My eyes went wide when she said ‘This week’ because how would I accomplish that in just a week? I mean I bet that model is super busy—based on her profile—plus I’m also a busy person

I watched Eunha walking to her chair and sat down. She flipped the pages of another file placed on her desk and said “All of the contact information of Miss Kim Sojung is there so it’ll be an easy find. If none of her contact information is there, I might have given you longer time”

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Entering my house with my back slumped because of that assignment Eunha wants me to do, I saw an envelope lying on the floor so I picked it up and slowly opened it

My eyes went wide when I saw the content of it... it was a certificate—a marriage one—saying that I have been married to a person named Kim Sojung on the nineteenth of August of this year

I flipped and scanned the paper again and again and it was legit... it’s a legit certificate of marriage...

But how did I got married?! I don’t remember doing anything like that?!

August nineteenth.... wait... that’s the birthday of Yerin! The day where I got totally drunk

I cursed inside my head again and again as I hurriedly head towards my room

As soon as I reached the inside of my room, I sat down and grabbed my hair and a part of it came back to me

I remembered the part where a red haired woman helped me from not falling on the ground. Which she asked me if I drank to much alcohol and I... and I freaking told her that I haven’t even drank yet and even challenged her to drink with me

I looked at the certificate again and checked the name of the person so called my wife and saw the name Kim Sojung

Wait? Kim Sojung. Kim Sojung. Kim Sojung. Isn’t that the model Eunha wants me to find?!

I immediately took out the red folder inside my bag and dialed the phone number that was written but the call was getting rejected again and again so I decided to text some panicky messages

“Hey! Where are you?”

No reply

“Please reply. It’s urgent”

No reply

“It’s your wife who’s sending messages”

No reply

“Uhm hello? I said this is your wife”

When I thought there will be no reply once again, my phone vibrated on my hand and saw her message me

“What do you mean wife? If you’re just another crazy fan of mine please stop. I’m in the middle of a meeting right now and you’re bothering me and the meeting itself”

Seriously? How could I be a fan when I don’t even know her. I get it that she’s famous and all but that doesn’t mean everybody knows her and likes her

“Look. I am not kidding you about the wife part and if I did, my messages would probably be worse than that. It’ll be a flirty one but nope. It’s a panicking one”

“Really? Why would I believe you?”

I opened the camera of my phone and snapped a photo of the certificate and sent it to her and it took her a while before her replies. I guess she was also not believing what she has seen on the paper

My phone buzzed after a few minutes if silence and the message says the place where she wants to meet

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The address she gave me was a condo one. She gave me the room number and I’m guessing it’s hers

The room was on the thirty-second floor, the room was placed at the third room after the middle one, left part

I pressed the door bell and my phone buzzed again so I grabbed it inside my pocket and saw a message from her

“Is that you at the door right now?”

 “Yep” I dryly said and the door slowly opened 

As I enter, I saw no one in the living room so I called her name again and again until she responded that she was in the kitchen and have no idea where it was

“Just turn right and you’ll easily see me because of my tall and long body” then I heard her chuckle

I followed her instruction and yep, she was easily seen. She’s currently cooking and she was wearing a white loose sweatshirt at the top, a short at the bottom, a blue polka dots slippers and her hair was tied in a bun

She turned off turned  the stove and placed the meats on the plates and poured sauce to it

She turned around having two plates on her hand and placed it on the table then sat

“Sit” she ordered which I just shrugged and eventually sat 

“Hope you like the meal” she said before she started digging in which I made her stop because of what I said

“Can we talk about the marriage please?” I pleaded which made her stare at me while she was munching

She nodded and dropped her knife and fork on the table “What do you want to happen then?”

“Let’s end that please”

She choked at what I said which made me glare at her. She grabbed the glass of water to drink

“Okay... what’s your name again?”

“Hwang Eunbi... but you can call me Sinb if you want”

She smiled and slowly nodded “Okay, Miss Eunbi. Stand up at the side of the table”

“What?”

“I said stand up. I just need to see my so-called wife”

“No”

“Fine. I’ll be the one standing up and I’ll just look at you while you’re sitting”

And so she did, she stood up and looked at me from head to toe, like she was judging me and after that, she sat back up and gave me playful smirk

“What if I don’t want to?”

I narrowed my eyes and leaned closer to her “What?”

“What if I don’t want to split up with you? You can’t get divorced if the other party doesn’t agree with it. Both should agree”

“What do you mean you don’t want? I mean how did we even get married?”

She looked at me dead in the eye and asked me if I don’t really remember anything and I just shook my head

She told me that it happened when the both of us were already drunk and I was the one who asked her to be my wife and then her friends made us sign a paper

“I didn’t know that that paper was a legit one. I thought they just made it up” she said as she eat again

I was cursing inside my head as I try to remember that scene and said under my breath “You will totally not get drunk during a party. Like ever”

I looked at her again and saw her standing up, carrying her plate to put in the sink and I followed her

She looked at me from head to toes and crossed her arms “If you’re gonna ask me once again to split up. My answer would be the same. It’s NO” she emphasized the last word of her sentence

“But why?”

“Because I bet they won’t believe anything we’ll say and plus, I’m totally fine having you as my wife. You’re totally my type” then she winked at me and my jaw dropped at what she said

This would totally be hell, Hwang Eunbi. What is this mess you’ve got into yourself?

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Author’s Note: So yeah, Sinb and Sowon already met and Sowon doesn’t seem to agree in splitting up with Sinb... what would happen next? Would Sinb manage to persuade Sowon to get divorced or will the older girl still have the same answer? // Hope you like the chapter >.<