THE WEDDING PLANNERS

(A/N): Ayo, peeps! It's not reddishDaisy_95 here but her little sister is here...yeah, I'm hacking her account now because she asked me to...she left me with her thumbdrive and said bla,bla,bla about this fic (which I forgot it already...sorry!) But to put it simple, she asked me to tell all of you that she is sorry for being late in updating and three words - read, enjoy, comment...that's all...she gone aboard for working right now but she still keep you readers in her heart so please pity the old woman and leave her some feedback, okay??? Chillax and thanks!!!

Kris opened the door of his bedroom. Whistling under his breath, he paced straight toward So Eun’s room and stopped in front of the door. His right hand knocked on it while his left hand was busily fixing the tie around his collar.

“Yah, So Eun ah...open the door, I need your help...”, he called out to her and knocked his fist on the door again. Once, twice...but no answer. Kris frowned and started to feel strange about it.

“Wu So Eun...are you still taking your bath??? I need you to fix my tie...c’mon, honey...do it for me or I’ll be late for office...”, Kris commented again, grinning to himself but the silence still wrapped around him. He bit his lips as curiosity filled inside his heart. Clearing his throat, he pulled on the knob.

“So Eun ah...”, he poked his head inside but he only saw the empty room with So Eun was nowhere around it. Kris chuckled and closed the door again.

“You will regret it for ignoring me...”, he snorted and came to enter his room again but Kris stopped walking when something came into his mind. “No...maybe she’s in the kitchen...”

He guessed alone and cornered his way toward the stairs. Kris continued to whistle until he reached the top of the staircase and was about to start walking down from it but...his eyes widened and his legs frozen when he caught sight of his wife. So Eun was there on the floor, fainted with her forehead covered with blood.

“So Eun ah!!!”, Kris lost his mind and immediately rushed down to her. He jumped on the last three rows of stairs and landed straight beside her motionless body.

“So Eun ah! Yah, what happened to you?! How could you...! Yah, wake up!”, Kris panicked and he kept on calling her name. He gathered her inside his arms, resting So Eun’s head on his lap but he get shock when his palm was wetted by the blood from the back of her head. Kris shook his head.

“Oh no...please...So Eun ah...you better be okay...Yah! Someone! Help me!”, Kris shouted and scanned around the living room for anyone to help them. Fortunately, it was the exact time when Si Hoo entered the house, just arrived from his apartment.

“Kris???”, he was frowning when he saw from behind Kris was kneeling on the floor and he was hugging someone. But as he took his steps closer, his own eyes widened in surprise.

“Omo! So Eun sshi!”, Si Hoo ran and dropped his knees next to Kris. He grabbed Kris on his shoulder, he had started to tremble madly now. Si Hoo exchanged nervous look from So Eun’s pale face to Kris’s panic face.

“Kris...what is happening here??? Did...did So Eun sshi fall from the stairs or something???”, Si Hoo asked him but Kris shook his head aggressively and gritted his teeth.

“I don’t know! I’m inside my room when...oh gosh! How can I leave her alone just now???!! Haish! Quick! Call the ambulance!”, Kris rushed him as he elbowed Si Hoo on his arm. Si Hoo frantically nodded his head and he stood up, grabbing his phone out from his pocket. He dialed on the emergency contact.

“Oh my...So Eun, honey...please hold on...you will be fine...please, please...come back to me...”, Kris chatted between his trembled lips and he pulled So Eun to cuddle her weak body closer to his chest. He kissed her on her hair before he growled again toward Si Hoo. “Can you please be faster??!!! My wife is dying here!!!”

Si Hoo glared to him and he shut his phone. “Relax, Kris! If you lose control, it won’t bring any good to So Eun sshi...now, let’s not wait for the ambulance...let’s just send her to the hospital by your car...hurry!”, Si Hoo suggested, trying to keep calm and Kris briefly nodded. He lifted So Eun inside his arms and motioned for Si Hoo to bring them there.

“You drive my car and just be fast!”, Kris reminded him and the three stormed out from the house. As Si Hoo, Kris and So Eun disappeared from the door, Sooyoung stepped out from behind the wall and she walked to stop on top of the staircase. Her eyes darted down on the blood stained on the floor as she smirked and dialed on the phone inside her hand.

“Hello...”, she heard Lee Joon’s voice after a few beeps.

“Mine was done...it’s your turn now...they are heading to the hospital...”, she whispered to him and Lee Joon was frowning on the other line.

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Ara tilted her head, stealing an anxious glance from where she stood to a table situated at the center of the small dining room. There, she was staring on her husband, Lay with his uncertain face and his talent scout, Tiffany who was wearing her fiercely stiff expression. They sat around the table across from each other as a complete awkward silence wrapping around them. Ara let out a worried hiss and she put down the mug inside her hand onto the kitchen counter. She took a few steps, approaching them but then she stopped and walked back toward the stove. Maybe she should prepare some hot coffee for them...or will that make Tiffany to explode for more??? Ara thought dully but she pushed away her doubt and went on making the drink.

“There you go...”, Ara said as she placed a mug filled with black coffee in front of Tiffany. She dropped her eyes on it before she shot a murderous glare up to Ara.

“Don’t stare on my wife like that! She is not the one at fault!”, Lay snapped, protectively defending his wife upon capturing the way Tiffany was looking at Ara. Tiffany chuckled and changed her eyes to him again.

“Your wife??? So how have you been marrying her??? Or maybe...let me rephrase it...how long have you been lying on me and more...the whole company???”, she asked him sarcastically but Ara shook her head and she sat next to Lay.

“No...he is not lying without reason...we have a very reason to do this...please, at least hear us out first...”, Ara pleaded to her but Tiffany snorted annoyingly and she crossed her arms in front of her chest.

“Lying is still a sin, Go Ara sshi...no matter on behalf of whatever reason...you always hurt the one that you lie to...”, she told her, jerking up her eyebrow but Ara bit her lips. Lay exhaled heavily but he gave her a firm nod.

“Yes...but Ara and I decided to hide our marriage because we want to proceed with my career...I want to be a singer, an idol...and Ara completely understand and supporting me on my dream...but just because the rule to enter the company is to be single, not married to anyone and not connected to any person...so we decided to hide it away...I just want to start my career smoothly...that’s all...we’re not trying to hurt anyone...”, he made clear of everything to her but Tiffany clicked her tongue and looked away.

“Yeah...and lying is the best thing to do in order to have a good start in your job...bingo!”, she still let out her sarcastic comment and Ara gulped down . She shifted her eyes toward Lay and studied his face. She knew that Lay must felt really depress about this. Tiffany was his talent scout and she has the power to drop him from being a trainee inside their company. If such thing happens, Ara knew that Lay would be really disappointed. And she didn’t want that to happen! She wished for him to achieve his dream...until the end! So she needs to do something to convince Tiffany and gain her trust back. Ara slowly cleared and turned to look at Tiffany.

“Tiffany sshi...I know that we both have been lying to you and to everybody...we are really sorry about that...please, give Lay another chance to prove his talent...please forgive us...”, she said and stood up from the chair at once.

“Ara yah...”, Lay gazed up to her, staring to his wife with full of sympathy. He should be the one that protect her but now, Ara was the one that begging to Tiffany for the sake of him. Tiffany smirked but she glanced straight to Ara watching her with disgusted face before Ara bowed down to her.

“Please...I beg you...forgive us and give Lay another chance...just don’t break his hope to go on with his dream...please...we’re really sorry about this!”, Ara kept on apologizing and bowing to Tiffany until Lay couldn’t stand it and he stood up too. Tiffany shifted her eyes on him and Lay bit his lips in hesitation.

“Ara was right...I can’t give up on my dream...so please, forgive us for lying to you about our marriage...”, he told her and joined his wife, bowing down toward Tiffany. She hissed in annoyance upon eyeing this couple. They looked really like a husband and wife. One heart, one soul, one love, one dream and one determination! That was what making Tiffany to be pissed off by it even more! Lay and Ara stayed bowing to her until she slammed her hands hard on the table and stood up.

“Enough!”, Tiffany exclaimed and she rubbed her hair in frustration. Lay and Ara stopped bowing and they stared on her with pleading faces, begging for her sympathy. Tiffany closed her eyes and tried to gather the patience inside her.

“Even if I let you go right now while you’re still a trainee, once you make your debut in the industry...there is no turning back at that time, Lay sshi...look at you...you’re talented, friendly and good looking...surely you will gain many fans once you’re debuted and...the most important thing is, being a public figure means you’re giving up your personal life and only focus on your career to entertain people...you could only survive being a K-pop star only if your popularity is clear and clean without rumors and gossip...I’m sure you understand that clear enough! Imagine if your fans find out about your marriage...what will you do??? Are you willing to lose your job instantly at that moment or are you even more willing to see your wife is being ambush by your fans??? Will you, Lay sshi???”, she explained to him long enough making both Lay and Ara to keep quiet in despair. Everything that Tiffany told them was right. It will be too risky for them to keep this marriage in stable state once Lay was an artist but...he can’t possibly let her go, right??? Ara was there to support him even before his fans did.

“Then what is the best to do now, Tiffany sshi???”, Lay was snapped out from his deep thinking once he heard Ara was asking to her. He glanced sideway to his wife – her face looked so worried about him. Quickly, Lay brought up his hand toward her and he hugged Ara around her shoulders – giving his strength to her in order for them to stay strong. Tiffany felt a sharp pain slicing inside her heart when she eyed their affection toward each other. She bit her lips and turned her back on them.

“If you’re asking me for the best solution...then I’ll say only one thing...”, she finally answered them and paused a bit, “Divorce...”

“What??!!”, Lay and Ara simultaneously yelled to her in shock as Tiffany narrowed her eyes on them.

“Yes...get divorce and everything will be settle...you can go on with your life while Lay can carry on with his career...and I promise that he will have his debut process smoothly going...”, Tiffany told them but Ara started to feel that breathing was the hardest thing to do now. Divorce??? Stopping their marriage??? No...she can’t do that! She just got Lay with her and now they need to be separated??? That was...too hard for them...

“No!”, Ara slightly flinched when Lay raised his voice to Tiffany. She looked on his hand as she felt him tightened his grip on her shoulders – indicating that he won’t let her go either to stop their marriage.

“I’m not doing that! I’m not gonna let Ara go...she will be my wife right until the point I’m debuting as an artist...”, he informed Tiffany determinedly but Tiffany raised her eyebrow and replied with wicked tone.

“Then I’m afraid that you won’t be debuting as an artist at all...because I’m gonna fire you starting tomorrow...just don’t bother to come again at the company!”, she simply concluded and squeezed her shoulders to walka away but Ara widened her eyes and ran after her. Lay watched them from behind as he felt his knees gone weaker. Was he gonna lose his job now???

“No, wait! Tiffany sshi, please hold on for a minute!”, Ara called out until she grabbed Tiffany on her arm and prevented her from walking away. Tiffany shot her another glare and she jerked her arm off from her.

“Now what??!!”, she snapped loudly to her and Ara took a deep breath, controlling her own temper that urged her to blown away at Tiffany. She wasn’t really a patient girl but if it was for Lay’s sake, she would try to be patient. Then she looked her straight in her eyes.

“Say it...any condition that you want to give us...as long as you let Lay to continue with his work...please...don’t easily throw him away...he work hard for it...please...just give us any condition and we’re more than willing to fulfill it...”, Ara pleaded again to Tiffany and she threw Ara another dirty look. But then Tiffany thought over it for a while and something came into her mind. If she wanted to steal Lay away from this trouble, she needs to do something right??? Tiffany slightly curved up an evil smile before she turned her body to look at Ara. Lay was watching them too as he exchanged his eyes from Tiffany to Ara then back again to Tiffany.

“Okay...I’ll give you two choices then...one, both of you get divorce and Lay can continue with his career or two, you guys can carry on with this marriage but! As soon as he officially becomes an artist, he can’t ever see you WITHOUT MY PERMISSION! So how is it??? Which one is your choice???”, Tiffany voiced out the conditions and both of Ara and Lay were stuck from thinking for the best answer.

The choices were mad and unfair for Ara. If she chooses the first one, then she will lose Lay forever but even if she chooses the second choice, what was the use of keeping this marriage if she can’t get to see her husband very often??? Ara bit her lips, stopping herself from crying as she slowly darted her eyes to Lay. He was frowning and looked completely blank too. Reading their uncertain faces, Tiffany knew that she managed to trap Ara and Lay inside the dilemma. She cleared and walked toward the exit door.

“Lay sshi...remember to give your answer tomorrow...both of you only has this whole night to think about it...”, she reminded them before slamming the door shut again. As soon as she disappeared, Ara felt her weight gave her up and she dropped her body to the floor.

“Ara yah!”, Lay immediately widened his eyes and he ran toward her. He knelt down next to her.

“Ara yah...are you okay??? Please...don’t give up on us...don’t give up on me...”, he whispered to her and pulled Ara inside his arms. He hugged her tightly, his wife on her back as Ara rested her head on his shoulder.

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Lee Yoo Bi sat around a table at the corner inside the Starbuck Cafe. She chose the most quiet place and surrounded with less people because she needed a calm and silence place to rearrange her heart and clear her mind. Everything that happened to her along this week was way too burdensome for her to face it. She almost crushed by it but she knew that she needs to keep holding on, keep strong for someone...Luhan, her beloved husband.

“Excuse me, miss...”, suddenly a waitress came to approach her at the table and she put down a plate with small piece of cake in front of her. Yoo Bi frowned questioningly on it.

“Sorry...wrong person I think...because I haven’t order any cake...”, she told her as she gazed up to the waitress. But then she smiled sweetly to her.

“Yes, miss...but someone ordered this for you and asked us to give this cake to you...”, she replied her but Yoo Bi clicked her tongue – she wasn’t in the mood of flirting with anybody!

“Who is the pokemon???”, she slipped the question lazily to her but the waitress stopped herself from laughing. Then she nodded her head and pointed her finger toward another table, situated far away across from where Yoo Bi was sitting.

“There he is, miss...please enjoy your cake and have a nice day...”, the waitress concluded to her before she bowed down and left her alone again. Yoo Bi narrowed her eyes on that person who ridiculously sent her this cake but she didn’t manage to see his face properly because he had it covered behind the newspaper that he read. Yoo Bi cursed under her breath and she stood up. She was completely in down of dumb now and that man just adding oil to her anger! He was so gonna get it from her! Yoo Bi thought as she slung her bag on her shoulder and picked up the plate with the cake on it. Then she arranged her steps toward his table, making her face to look arrogant then ever until she stopped next to his chair.

“Pang!!!”, she dropped the plate loudly on the table, causing the people around to turn glancing at them. Weirdly, the man never put down his newspaper and Yoo Bi didn’t care either to check on his face, how he looks like or whatever! She just snorted and folded her arms across her chest.

“Here is an advice for you, Mr. Alien...if you need someone to finish your cake, then go send it to someone that hungry...I don’t think I’m look that starving for cake! Plus, even if I want to...I’ll buy it myself using my own money! I don’t need a free gift from a strange alien like you! Thank you but let me get lost from here!”, Yoo Bi scolded him and wanted to start taking her step but the man immediately caught her wrist. Yoo Bi hissed angrily and was about to raise her other hand, wanting to slap him but that was the time when he put down his newspaper and revealed his face.

“Don’t be so harsh with me, Lee Yoo Bi sshi...”, he said and curved up a broad smile for her. Yoo Bi frowned to him and opened , trying to say something but she was stuck in confusion now. Who was he??? How come he knew her name??? Yoo Bi thought furiously and she jerked her wrist off from him.

“Hish!!!”, she growled and threw her sight away from him. The man let out annoying laughter before he pointed his hand toward the chair in front of his seat.

“Please...take your seat and we can have a talk...”, he offered her but Yoo Bi narrowed her eyes to him.

“I don’t even know you and FYI, I don’t talk to alien!”, she replied him arrogantly and turned around to walk away but the man chuckled.

“I saw your application for the Korea National University of Art...that was where I knew your name...”, he suddenly informed her which making Yoo Bi to freeze on her feet. She sighed in disgust before turning her body back to him.

“What are you??? Worker from that university???”, she guessed to him while the man laughed again. He rolled his eyes.

“Do I look like an office clerk to you???”

“Yes! Or the cleaner!”, she answered him without hesitation and he shrugged.

“Well...that’s even worse...well, if you wanna know more about your application...then how about taking a seat??? We can talk...”, he offered her with calm voice again until Yoo Bi finally gave up. She let out a loud sigh before she stamped her feet until she reached the chair and slammed her body down on it. Yoo Bi fixed her eyes outside the window next to them, refused to see his face. The man stared on her for a while before he leaned forward to the table.

“Don’t you remember me???”, he asked and Yoo Bi snorted.

“I don’t think you’re that important to be remembered...”, she answered him coldly and the man gave her a nod.

“Yeah...if that is the case, then let me remind you back...we met each other at the Academic Fair held in the campus a few weeks ago...my name is Kang Min Hyuk and I’m the one in charge at the booth of the Designing Course...remember any of it???”, he told her the whole story and Yoo Bi slowly frowning on his face. She read his handsome face quietly. She kind of remembered him but her mind was too full with Luhan right now – anybody else didn’t seem to matter to her anymore. She just hoped that when she go back to the hospital, she will see her cheerful Luhan oppa again. At the thought of him, her eyes gone wet again and she hastily took a deep breath to prevent herself from crying again.

“Yes...I remember you, Mr. Kang...”, she said but her voice broken a bit. Min Hyuk narrowed his eyes on her.

“Do you have any problem, Yoo Bi sshi??? I see you with your troubled face since the start I saw you sitting there just now...you look very lonely and...well, sad...”, he tried to guess on her but Yoo Bi hid down her face, staring only on her palms.

“Mr. Kang...let me ask you something...on the very first time you meet somebody, will you tell that person everything about you??? Will you share your entire problem with that person???”, Yoo Bi suddenly asked him. The reason why she told him like that was because she felt very afraid right now. She was scared that she would lose Luhan any minute from now. So she thought that...maybe she needs someone to talk about it, to confess about her feeling so that her heart could feel a bit calm and clear. Min Hyuk thought over it for a minute before he forced a thin smile to her.

“If that will heal my heart a bit, then I’ll just let it all out...because a person that never know the real you will never judge, right???”, he finally gave her a reply and Yoo Bi slowly lifted up her face, showing her teary eyes to him.

“I know this must be sounds really crazy to you but...I’m 19 and I’m married...”, she confessed to him, making Min Hyuk to stare in amazement on her. “Really???”

Yoo Bi nodded her head as she wiped away a tear that managed to roll down to her cheek. Min Hyuk swallowed hard down his throat but he gave her an assurance nod too.

“Okay...then what happens??? Are you trap inside the marriage??? Or you don’t love your husband...”

“No...it is because I love him so much...so much...until it hurts me too much now...”, she cut him halfway and finally a tear after tear streaming down on both of her cheeks. Yoo Bi gave up in trying to stop herself from crying so she simply sobbed in front of him – releasing the pain inside her heart. Min Hyuk watched her helplessly, lost for his own word because he never sees any girl crying so straight in front of him. But Yoo Bi was one beautiful girl that even when she was crying, the beauty never leave her face. Moreover, Min Hyuk felt his own heart ached when he could only see her crying but didn’t manage to do more to help her neither to protect her from anything that hurt her like this.

“Your husband...doesn’t he love you too???”, Min Hyuk dared the question to her but Yoo Bi shook her head.

“I don’t know...he never told me...but I guess I would never get a chance to ask him because he can’t even talk or calling my name...he is in coma right now...”, Yoo Bi added afterward and she burst out crying for more. She knew that people around them had started to look at her so she hid her face by lying down her face on the table, sobbing there. Min Hyuk let out a heavy sigh and he stretched his hand and patted Yoo Bi on her head.

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Mr. Wu, Mrs. Wu and Clara were about to step inside the hospital room but they caught the conversation between Kris and the doctor. The three peeked from behind the door and they saw Kris was standing next to the bed, his hand linked to So Eun’s hand that was lying on it. The doctor was discussing about her with Kris.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Wu...your wife should be just fine...you’re lucky because you sent her early here...so we managed to stop the bleeding on her head immediately...if not, she might die due to excess loss of blood especially from her head...it’s really dangerous that she fell from the staircase but she is lucky too because we checked her whole body...and nothing gone broken...”, the doctor informed him and Kris let out a relief sigh. He grabbed the doctor on his shoulder.

“Thank you, doc...thank you so much...”, Kris said his sincere gratitude to him and the doctor nodded with a smile.

“Now, just calm down...take a rest for a while...I’m sure your wife will wake up after a few hours of enough sleep...”, he reminded him again and Kris nodded his head understandingly. Then they bowed to each other before the doctor excused himself from the room.

“Kris...”, Mr. Wu called out to his son when he led his wife and daughter to enter the room. Clara closed the door behind them and tailed her parents approaching Kris.

“Hi, dad...”, he greeted him back, sounded very tired and his face looked pale too. Mrs. Wu sighed and she moved to stand before Kris, cupping his face inside her hands.

“You look dreadful, son...don’t you take your rest at all???”, she asked him as Kris chuckled.

“I can’t...I need to accompany So Eun while she still doesn’t wake up...I’ll only be fine if she open her eyes back...”, Kris told them truthfully but Clara smirked beside him.

“It’s not that she is dying or something...nothing critical, I see...”, she commented, sounded sarcastic as she glared on So Eun, still sleeping on the bed. Kris narrowed his eyes to her and turned his body to face his sister.

“What’s your problem huh???”, he started to snap at her but Mr. Wu immediately stood blocking between them.

“Okay, okay...enough! Don’t make noise here...poor So Eun...she needs a calm rest...now, Kris...I bet you don’t even eat anything yet...so now, let us go down and get you something to eat...”, Mr. Wu suggested to stop the argument but Kris hissed and turned his body toward So Eun again.

“I’m not going anywhere...”, he refused stubbornly but Mrs. Wu walked over to pat Kris on his shoulder.

“Son...don’t worry too much...she will be fine...the nurse is here to look after her while we’re gone...just a few minutes, Kris...you need to keep your body energetic too...don’t you tell us that you want to take care of her??? C’mon, let’s eat!”, his mother advised him and Kris finally let out a long sigh. He bit his lips and stared on So Eun’s face. Even when she looked so pale and her eyes were shut but she was still looked so pretty and lovely to him. Kris briefly nodded and bent down his body. He kissed So Eun on her forehead and whispered, “I’ll be right back...be safe...”

Then he followed his family walking out from the room as Mr. Wu slung an arm around his shoulders, supporting Kris’s tired body to walk. Once they almost reach the elevator, Clara spoke.

“Em...you guys go ahead without me...I’m going to toilet for a minute...”, then she turned her body around and hastily excused herself from her family. Kris watched her curiously but the lift was opened and he chose to drop the matter. He went to the cafe with his parents. Meanwhile, Clara ran to the ladies and once she stopped in front of it, she quickly pulled out her phone.

“Sooyoung unnie asked me to call someone named...what??? Ah! Lee Joon sshi...”, she mumbled alone as her fingers rapidly dialing on the keypad. Then she put up the phone to her ear.

“Hello...”, a man greeted her call. Clara smirked.

“Annyeong, Lee Joon sshi...the room is empty right now...you better be hurry...or Sooyoung unnie will be furious to you...”, she reminded him and Lee Joon chuckled on the line.

“I know, kid...thanks!”, he replied and immediately shut the phone. Lee Joon cleared his throat and walked out from the stairs’ area, the one that they use only when any emergency happen inside the hospital. He pushed his body out from door and walked straight to So Eun’s room.

“Em, excuse me sir!”, he stopped walking, groaning when the nurse duties nearby the room was calling for him. She came running to him.

“What???”, Lee Joon asked her, annoyed because she slowed his plan down – time was limited for him!

“Sorry to bother you but are you a relative to Wu So Eun sshi??? Because Mr. Kris Wu said that only her relative can visit her...”, the nurse asked for his confirmation and Lee Joon nodded lazily to her.

“Yes...I’m her relative...a cousin, Wu Joong Hyun...”, he simply lied to her and the nurse allowed him to get inside. Lee Joon clicked his tongue impatiently to her but he hastily entered the room. Once he closed the door, Lee Joon locked it and turned his body to find for So Eun. There she was still sleeping on the bed. Lee Joon gulped down his throat, sympathy filled his heart and he paced slowly toward her.

“So Eun sshi...”, he murmured her name until he stopped next to her bed. Lee Joon fixed his eyes on her pale face before he raised his hand and touched her cheek. He it while mumbling to her.

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“Are you going to sleep here tonight???”, Mrs. Wu asked her son on their way walking back to the room. Kris nodded his head, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Yeah...and by the way, appa...I don’t think I can go to the office even tomorrow...sorry that you have to handle the business alone for a while...”, he apologized to his dad but Mr. Wu shook his head.

“Don’t sweat it, son...just take care of your wife...”, he reassured him and they finally reached the room. Clara who followed her family from behind, bit her lips and closed her eyes – ready to see the shocking reactions from her family especially her brother.

Kris pulled open the door and he stepped inside. As soon as he landed his eyes on the bed, it grew wider.

"I was supposed to be his wedding planner, not his bride!"