After hours of flight, Hyora finally arrived at her destination.

Paris, France. The city of love ..

Hyora scoffed at her tought. How irony it was to be in the city of love when she was feeling completely loveless at that moment.

How I wished you were here, oppa ..

But she knew .. it’s too late to regret her decision .. There’s no turning back. She had decided to set Chanyeol free from the wedding shackles and it was for the best.

She looked around after exiting the arrival hall to find a placard with her name on it. Then, she spotted a quite good looking man holding a placard of her name while looking around the passengers. He was wearing a wine colored shirt with a black tie and a pair of slack matched with a dark brown leather shoes. The top of his head was covered with a fedora hat. Overall, his fashion sense screamed ‘hotness’ and ‘handsome’ and ‘obviously a fashion design’s student’.

“Jung Daejun?”, Hyora carefully asked, making the man looked at her.

“Ohh .. You must be Kim Hyora-ssi .. Annyeonghaseyo ..”, he greeted her and flashed a smile that was too creepy to her liking. Hyora admitted that he’s good looking, but not as handsome as her husband, or perhaps ex-husband by now. And a lot creepier than Chanyeol.

“We’re late already .. Let’s go now ..”, he coolly said and walked away while playing with his car key with his index finger. And the car … was just WOW!It’s a yellow Volkswagen Beetle TDI Convertible, people!

Somehow, the car reminded her of Chanyeol. She remembered when she showed Chanyeol the car and he promised her that he’ll buy that car for her one day. Hyora just let out a deep sigh as that dream had shattered into pieces since they’re no longer spouse.

“You okay?”, Daejun asked her.

“Y-Y-Yeah ..”, Hyora stuttered and quickly shoved her suitcase into the bonnet before crashing into the passenger’s seat. Daejun just looked at her and paced his way to the dr