THE WEDDING PLANNERS

(A/N): Hi, guys...it's been awhile since I met all of you here, I guess...(screen to screen) ^^ first of all, please forgive me if this story is getting boring now...I'm a failure as a writer...I know...really sorry about that...but I hope you can stay tune till the end...and I'm gonna post two chapters at once tonight after this! Promise! Kekeke...so do anticipate for it!!! (gonna change idea in my stupid brain...aigoo!!!)

Cho Kyuhyun made his way through the entrance, tailed by his bodyguards into the exhibition hall. Everyone bowed down to him as soon as they saw the sight of the prince. He smiled and nodded back to them in complete politeness too. He towered inside the hall, checking everything for the perfect wedding exhibition that will be held in full swing tomorrow. At last, he stopped when he caught sight one of the booths. There, stood Ara in front of her booth as her hands busily rearranged the decoration for her wedding plan with the theme of ‘Wedding in Pictures’. Kyuhyun curved up a warm smile upon eyeing her from where he stood. Clearing his throat, he kept his hands inside his pockets and started walking toward her. He waved his hand backward when his bodyguards started to follow him, signaling for them to let him go meeting Ara alone. His bodyguards nodded and stood guarding the area around Ara’s booth.

“Morning, Ara sshi...”, he greeted her, pasting a broad smile on his face. Ara automatically looked over her shoulder and she smiled. “Morning, your Highness...”

“Haish...I told you not to treat me like that...just call me Kyuhyun...we’re friends, right???”, he reminded her again, laughing shortly but Ara pouted.

“It feels weird for an ordinary girl like me to make friend with a true royal blood prince...like you...”, Ara commented back and she turned around, facing the table in front of them as she fixed the laces around it. Kyuhyun chuckled and walked to stop beside her.

“Nothing is weird, Ara sshi...plus, you’re not that ordinary...”, he replied her and it earned an anxious glare from Ara. “What do you mean??? If I’m not ordinary...then is it I’m a strange girl???”, she guessed, sounded mysterious but it broke Kyuhyun into funny laughter.

“Aigoo, Ara sshi...please don’t misunderstood on yourself...when I said that you’re not ordinary, it means you’re unique...one unique, beautiful planner I’ve ever met...”, he explained to her between his laughter but it silent Ara at once. She was taken aback when she heard the praise came from him. Ara stole a quick glance toward Kyuhyun before she nodded and looked away.

“Thanks for the compliment...”, she said under her breath, barely hear by him. Kyuhyun rolled his eyes and decided to change the topic, didn’t want her to feel uncomfortable around him.

“So...how is your husband???”, he slipped the question casually to her but it stopped Ara from twisting the pink ribbon inside her hands. She glimpsed straight on his face with serious eyes. Kyuhyun raised his eyebrow. “Can’t I know about him???”

Ara bit her lips, thinking for a minute before she swallowed hard and shook her head. “No...of course you can...it just that...I’m worried about him...”

She answered him halfheartedly and her mind flicked back to the recent incident happened to them. Today, Lay will meet up with Tiffany and tell her about his decision. She forced them with two choices and now, Ara was worried about how will Lay faces the consequences of his decision. No, let her rephrased it – not only her husband will have to deal with it but she also...because it was about them, their marriage. Kyuhyun let go of a heavy sigh once he read her stern face. He stepped closer toward her and placed his hands on both of her shoulders, making Ara to face him straight.

“Can you tell me??? What is the problem for now???”, he started the topic that Ara wanted the most to avoid. But since a prince was asking her and she have to obey him so she clicked her tongue and lightly pushed his hands away from her.

“You know that my husband is working as a trainee now in an entertainment company, right???”, she asked for his confirmation and Kyuhyun nodded.

“His name is Zhang Yixing, right???”

“Yeah...but he preferred if everyone call him Lay...well, Lay or Yixing...whatever will do but...yesterday, his talent scout came to see us...or technically say that, she caught us together at my apartment...”, Ara added again and Kyuhyun raised his eyebrow.

“Wow...what a scandalous issue...wait, his talent scout??? The idol named Tiffany Hwang, isn’t it???”, he kept on guessing on their names so he can keep up with the story. Ara once again gave him a nod before she continued.

“She...well, we never inform anyone that we’re married so when she saw us...she knew that Lay and I are married so she get mad and asked him to choose whether to stay in his career without me...or to stay with me without his career...”, Ara ended her explanation with guilty thickening inside her voice. Kyuhyun frowned as he stared on her uncertain face.

“So...what is your husband’s decision??? Is he choose you or his career???”, Kyuhyun forced the question to him but it only earned a long, blank sigh from her.

“I don’t know...I don’t even know what to do...”, she replied him through weak, helpless voice and Ara dropped her body to the floor – slowing sitting on her feet as she hid her face inside her palms. She felt really tired to deal with all the problematic situation. Kyuhyun watched her, sympathy rose inside his heart. But it was strange because between the sympathy, he could feel something different about it. A soft feeling that telling him to protect her, to embrace her. He had watched this girl crying over the time for her husband and Kyuhyun thought it was so overdue. He needs to do something to save her.

“Ara sshi...”, he called her name gently and sliced down to kneel in front of her.

“Hmmm???”, she kept her face away from him.

“If I am your husband...I’m willing to let go of everything, just for you...no matter career, money or future...I’ll let go of everything once I know that I’m truly loving you...”, he tried to express his feeling literally between his words but Ara didn’t seem to catch it. Instead, she looked up to him while frowning.

“I can’t...I can’t be the reason why Lay is giving up on his dream...I want him to achieve what he is hoping for...”, she told him, refused to agree with his opinion but Kyuhyun chuckled.

“But don’t you think that your marriage is only promising a big trouble for Lay in his future???”, he asked her, sounded sarcastic as Ara frowned. “Meaning???”

“Admit it, Ara sshi...sooner or later, Lay will become a public figure and if his fans discover about his marriage, that time he will have to face the bad effects alone...”

“But I’m gonna be with him...”, Ara tried to cut him, arguing about his idea on the matter but Kyuhyun suddenly put up a finger on her lips – silent her at once. He stared deeply into her eyes as Ara blinked in confusion. Then he moved his finger from her lips down to her hand and he squeezed it inside his own palm. Ara glanced curiously upon their entwined hands. What was this all about???

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So Eun slowly lifted up her eyelids. She shut it back as soon as her eyes caught the bright light came from the florescent lamps hung on the ceiling. Slowly, she tried to adjust it, adapting with the brightness before she finally opened it now. Then she scanned around her. She was lying on a bed right at this moment but this bed definitely wasn’t hers! So Eun trailed her hands under the blanket that covered her body until she gripped on the edges of the bed.

“Auw...ouch!”, she supported her body, pulling it up to sit on the bed until she managed to do it and wondered her eyes around the area. So Eun was aware that she was in an unknown room now. Then she touched her forehead, wrapped with a bandage around her head as she flinched on the stingy pain on it. It was still hurt – her bruise there. She remembered about falling down the staircase at her home but she didn’t recall how. Suddenly she heard a crack on the door. So Eun looked up and saw Lee Joon was entering the room. He stopped for a while on the doorway when he saw So Eun had woke up.

“Lee oppa...”, So Eun called him and Lee Joon curved up a smile to her.

“Thanked God, you’re awake...”, he said and arranged his steps toward her. So Eun watched him as he sat next to her on the bed and suddenly pulled her into a hug. So Eun widened her eyes.

“Op...oppa...what is happening???”, she asked in weird and she pushed Lee Joon away to free her body from him. Lee Joon chuckled but he let go of her and stared down on her pale face.

“Nothing...I’m just glad that you’re alright...”, he replied and So Eun pasted a thin smile.

“So where is here, oppa??? Why am I here???”, she started to ask him and Lee Joon bit his lips. Fortunately, he had prepared everything. He was sure that So Eun will question him everything about it. He smiled and shifted his eyes back to her.

“You’re in Busan now...”

“Busan??? But why so far??? I want to go back to...”

“No!”, Lee Joon immediately grabbed her arms when So Eun started to flip the blanket off from her body. So Eun frowned. “Why??? Did Kris ask you to bring me here???”

“No...not really...”, Lee Joon finally answered after a few minutes of silence stretched between them.

“Then why am I here??? I don’t care! I need to see Kris now!”, she said stubbornly but Lee Joon lost his patience.

“Don’t you remember what had happened to you???”, he suddenly snapped, asking her loudly as So Eun frozen in shock on the bed.

“About what???”, she questioned and Lee Joon clicked his tongue.

“You fell down from the stairs was all because Sooyoung did it to you! She tripped you with her legs! You won’t be hurting your head if she didn’t do that!”, Lee Joon confessed to her and So Eun gasped in surprise. But she shook her head, refused to believe him.

“No! It’s impossible...Sooyoung’s stomach was hurt at that time...so I just being too clumsy to get her medicine and I fell...”

“You’re just being too innocent, miss! You don’t know how cruel Sooyoung could be...”, Lee Joon interrupted her but So Eun narrowed her eyes to him. “Then do you know??? How much do you know her until you’re very sure that she caused my accident???”

Lee Joon gulped down his throat. He can’t let So Eun know that he was cooperating with Sooyoung in their plan to separate So Eun and Kris apart.

“Answer me!”, So Eun pressed to him but Lee Joon shook his head.

“It isn’t that hard to guess, miss...plus, you know how much Sooyoung used to hate you before...it’s not impossible for her to do something  that will hurt you...she just want to get rid of you so that she could conquer Kris with her...”

“Enough!”, So Eun closed her eyes and she bit her lips in anger. She didn’t want to believe his words but she started to feel the ache inside her head again. So Eun exhaled heavily and she massaged her forehead.

“Sorry...I just...I just need to see Kris now...”, she said, trying to get out from the bed but Lee Joon stopped her for the second time.

“You won’t be seeing him, miss...”, he told her and it caused So Eun to frown questioningly.

“Why???”

“Because he doesn’t even know you’re here...you have been fainted for 3 days yet he never make any move to find you...don’t you see it yet, miss??? Kris doesn’t need you in his life! He doesn’t even care when you’re missing...he just enjoy his life with Sooyoung now...”, Lee Joon lied to her, trying to light up the hatred inside her heart toward Kris. So Eun shook her head as she pushed Lee Joon away from her.

“No! I don’t believe you! Kris isn’t that kind of person...he must have his own reason if he doesn’t come to find me...and I don’t even know why on Earth I am here! Move away! I want to see him!”, So Eun scolded him angrily, pushing her body out from the bed and tried to run toward the door but Lee Joon was fast enough to catch her from behind and trapped her around her waist.

“Yah! What are you doing??? Let me go!”, she exclaimed, punching his arms to break free but Lee Joon carried her and placed her back on the bed.

“Stay here!”, he shouted and ran out from the door, So Eun chased after him but he managed to lock the door at the time she reached the door. So Eun knocked loudly on it.

“Lee oppa!!! Oppa!!! Open this door! Don’t joke around with me! Why are you doing this to me???!! Oppa!!!”, Lee Joon closed his eyes, feeling his own heart aching in pain when he listened to her begging voice. He leaned his body against the door as he balled up his fists in determination.

“Sorry, miss...later, you will understand why am I doing all this to you...”, he said but So Eun had stopped knocking the door from inside. She gaved up and just sliced her body down to the floor as she leaned the back of her body on the door. She sat there, tears started to stream down her cheeks again when she thought about what had Lee Joon informed to her. What if it was true that Kris had forgot about her??? So Eun shook her head and she buried her face inside her palms.

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Yoo Bi bowed down toward a nurse when she encountered with her in front of Luhan’s room. She smiled and returned her bow politely.

“Your husband is doing fine today...we checked everything on him...it’s great that he become more stable now...”, the nurse informed her and Yoo Bi cracked a thin smile.

“Thanks...”, she replied her shortly before she excused herself to enter the room.

“Oppa...”, Yoo Bi called out once she poked her head inside from behind the door. But of course, no one answer her because she could only see Luhan’s motionless body – still lying on the bed. Yoo Bi bit her lips and she took a deep breath to gather the slightest courage she has within her to face Luhan in that state again. Then she walked into the room and closed back the door behind her.

“Hi, oppa...how do you do???”, she communicated with him like usual as she arranged her steps straight to him and stopped to land a brief kiss on his forehead. Then Yoo Bi pulled a chair closer to the side of the bed and rested her down on it. She fixed her eyes again on Luhan’s face. Even though his skin looks pale and milky without blood but his perfection never fail to make him looked stunningly handsome. Yoo Bi smiled alone upon thinking on that idea before she placed her chin on the edge of the bed and touched Luhan on his hand.

“Oppa...please wake up...I miss you so much...”, she whispered to him, feeling her eyes warmed with tears again. But she prevented herself from crying as she hastily inhaled deeply.

“I’m tired of crying, oppa...I don’t want to look so weak and pity...because I know that you always encourage me to be strong if you were here...”, she went on talking to him without getting any reaction from Luhan. His eyes shut tight and he looked like he was in complete peace, dreaming something beautiful in his long sleep. Yoo Bi lifted up her head to study his face closer. She leaned over toward him and cupped his round face inside her palms.

“Oppa...did I ever tell you that you’re such a beautiful man??? How come I never fall for you before unnie did???”, Yoo Bi tried to joke around as she caressed Luhan gently on his cheeks with her fingers. Then she slowly pasted her forehead on his and closed her eyes, wanting so much to be close to him, wanting to unite with him as one soul, wanting to feel and share whatever pain that he had to endure now.

“Oppa...if you want to sleep longer, then make sure that you keep me inside your dream, okay??? I know that life make you get tired of it but please...don’t forget about me and wake up someday after this...please...come back to me soon enough...”, Yoo Bi pleaded, whispering to him with her broken voice and a tear fell from her eye down to his cheek. Unknowingly, without Yoo Bi notice it – it flinched Luhan on his fingers once the tear rolling down on his skin. His right thumb slightly moved but of course, Yoo Bi didn’t see it. She lifted up her forehead from him and landed a kiss on it, trailing down her lips to both side of his cheeks before she stopped on his lips. She kissed him long enough until Yoo Bi stood straight again and wiped away her tears. Yoo Bi curved up a broad smile toward Luhan.

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The desk phone situated on a table around the corner of the living room rang again for the fourth times today. Mrs. Wu hastily ran toward it as her hand grabbed the phone to pick it up.

“Hello!”, she almost shouted on the line, hoping for any good news from the police or any public people but she sighed in disappointment again. She bit her lips, kept on listening to the caller before she nodded her head.

“I got it...thanks a lot for your concern...”, she replied to the latter and put down the phone on its shelter back. Mr. Wu stood up from the sofa, eyeing his wife suspiciously.

“What was it??? Any news???”, he asked but Mrs. Wu hissed and shook her head.

“No...it just another call came from Kris’s officemate...advising us to stay calm because of So Eun’s kidnapping case...”, his wife told him and Mr. Wu clicked his tongue impatiently.

“I’m very much disappointed with the policemen here...don’t they do their work??? Why can’t we have any news about So Eun yet???”, Mr. Wu asked, throwing his hands up to his head in frustration and he sunk back into the couch. Mrs. Wu thought furiously for another solution in finding their daughter in law but they were interrupted by another phone call.

“Hish!!! Now what??!!”, Mrs. Wu snapped, she was about to reach for the phone again but suddenly Kris appeared next to her and he immediately pulled the wire to permanently cut off the line. Mrs. Wu watched him in disbelief as Kris threw the wire away and walked over to sit on the sofa. His father had his eyes on him too as Kris lied down his tall body lazily on the couch.

“Don’t ever answer the call again...I don’t want to listen to those damn sobbing-sympathy speech from those craps!”, Kris warned his mother stubbornly and he closed his eyes, trying to control his anger. Mrs. Wu let out a long sigh and she paced toward her son. She ended up sitting next to him as she stared on Kris’s pale, energyless face. Poor her son, since So Eun was gone – he had done nothing except to space out and thinking about her over and over again. Kris had completely turning into a different person now. He rarely talk – well, that was like the old him but now it was even worst because even if he talked, he will just bashing and badmouthing all the people around him. Not just that, he didn’t even care about his health anymore. Kris ignored his eating routine, his care over his always-handsome appearance and he even rarely sleep at the night. All that Mrs. Wu could see that he done was staying inside So Eun’s room and lying down on her bed. But what was he thought about??? Mrs. Wu herself didn’t even know. That was Kris Wu’s daily condition all along after almost a week So Eun had gone missing.

“Kris ah!”, suddenly a loud scream startled them and Kris opened his eyes to see So Eun’s parents were running toward him from the main door of this house.

“Omma, appa...”, Kris called out politely and he immediately stood up. Mr and Mrs. Kim stood before him as he stared helplessly upon seeing his mother in law was crying her heart out again.

“Kris...don’t you get any news about So Eun???”, Mrs. Kim asked and she grabbed Kris on his arms. Kris swallowed down the bitterness but he knew that he can’t lie to them so he just shaking his head and hid down his face.

“I’m sorry, omma...appa...I’m terribly sorry...I’m the worst husband ever exist in this world...I’m not properly looking after So Eun...please, forgive me...”, Kris apologized sincere from his heart and dropped down to the floor on his knees. Mrs. Kim and Mr. Kim eyed him in disbelief as Mrs. Wu and her husband trying to help Kris standing up again.

“Kris! What are you doing???”, his mother asked, trying to hold him on his shoulders but Kris lightly pushed her hands away from touching him. He continued to stare up on his parents in law before he bowed down his head toward them as a sign of seeking for their forgiveness.

“Please...omma, appa...please forgive me...I know I’m a failure as her husband...I did nothing to protect her and now she is missing because I’m being too careless...I’m seriously sorry...please forgive me again...”, Mrs. Kim sobbed harder now, joined along by Mrs. Wu as they watched Kris kept on bowing his head. His own eyes glittered in tears too because it broke his heart everytime he thought about his wife. His mind gone blank when he never knew where So Eun would be right now. Mrs. Kim shook her head between her tears and she knelt down in front of Kris.

“No...we know that you’re doing your best as her husband...don’t worry...So Eun will come back to us...I’m sure of it...please don’t give up, Kris...”, her mother in law reminded him, squeezing Kris on his hand and Kris slowly nodded to her.

“Kris oppa!!!”, suddenly a child yelled on top of her lungs and Kris tilted his head sideway only to see Hara was running over to him. Kris tried to smile upon seeing this little sister of his wife but instead, Hara kept running until she crushed her little body to Kris and hugged him around his neck.

“Kris oppa...my unnie is going to fine, right??? You’re going to save So Eun unnie, right???”, the little girl asked between her sobs and Kris finally cried for real now. His heart can’t stand it anymore so he let his tears streamed down his cheeks as he slowly locked Hara inside his arms too.

“Sorry...I’m so sorry...”

“Don’t apologize to me! Unnie once said that you’re her guardian angel! So you must have the power to save her! Save her oppa! I want my So Eun unnie to be back again! Huwaaaaaaaaaaa!”, Hara cried harder on his shoulder and Kris could only patted her on her hair but he had lost for word now. Up on the staircase nearby the living room, Clara stood still. Her teary eyes fixed on her brother as she witnessed the pain suffered by Kris. She shook her head and looked away.

“What have I done???”, she questioned in regret as Clara bit her lips. Then she took a deep breath and started to arrange her steps walking down the stairs. She had decided it, she gonna reveal the truth to her brother. On her way toward him, she stopped nearby another table and she picked a piece of paper and a pen before she jotted down something on it. Then Clara put down the pen and she resumed taking her steps toward Kris.

“Oppa...”, Clara called out to him and Kris looked up on his sister.

“What is it, Clara ah???”, Mrs. Wu walked over to her daughter but Clara stepped aside from her.

“I need to talk with oppa...”, she requested, fixing her eyes only on Kris. He frowned weirdly but Kris nodded and let go of Hara. Mrs. Kim pulled her little daughter toward her embrace again as they gave more space for Kris and Clara to talk with each other.

“So what do you want to talk???”, Kris started to ask, wiping his tears away as Clara bit her lips. She looked down on her hands and she crumpled the paper inside her fists.

“Here...take this...”, she said under her breath and handed Kris the tiny paper to him.

“What is this all about, Clara ah???”, his brother took the paper from her and Kris opened it on his palm. He read on the address and frowned on it.

“Busan??? What do we have there???”, Kris asked her questioningly again and it also earned strange looks from both side of the parents. Clara inhaled deeply and she closed her eyes, feeling very much guilty inside for lying to whole of her family just to help Sooyoung on her plan.

“So...So Eunnie...she is there...”

“WHAT???!!!”, they asked in union and it made Clara to flinch in shock.

“Don’t shout!”, she exclaimed to the others before looking back at Kris. He stood frozen, lost for his word as he eyed his sister suspiciously up and down.

“How...how do you know she is here??? And are you sure about this??? You’re not joking me don’t you???”, Kris said to her but Clara groaned out of frustration.

“No! I’m not joking you! Please, oppa...don’t think too much! Go and find her now! Bring her back to here...before...before everything is too late...”, Kris ran passed his whole family as he stormed out from the house.

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“So...as we decided with the director, your official group’s name will be Exo...this name inspired from an unknown planet outside the solar system called Exo Planet...the company choose this name because we want to create an idol group with mysterious feeling and unique image...”, Lay and his other four members were listening to their manager inside the practice room. They were in the middle of discussing about their soon to come debut process when someone knocked on the door.

“Come in!”, his manager shouted over to the person outside of it and Lay tilted his head toward the door. That was when his eyes met with Tiffany’s as she stepped inside. Behind her, Lay could see two women were following her steps through the entrance. Lay looked away at once when Tiffany tried to crack a smile for him.

“Ah, Tiffany sshi...you’re here...”, Lay heard his manager greeted her and she waved toward him. Tiffany cleared , eyes still on Lay and she walked over nearing the group. The four members were bowing down politely to her but only Lay stood motionless there, ignoring her presence. Tiffany narrowed her eyes upon seeing his stubbornness but she chose to drop the matter. Then she turned her body around to touch the shoulder of one of the women that tailed her just now.

“Boys...here, let me introduce to all of you...these two pretty ladies will be your group’s fashion designer and coordinator starting from today...meet Ms. Kwon and Ms. Gwang here...”, Tiffany introduced the women for them as her finger pointed from a young woman, dressed in purple mini gown inside her petite body – Ms. Kwon and moved next on another woman, taller – the one that named Ms. Gwang.

“Annyeong haseyo...”, the girls greeted the members and they bowed to each other.

“Welcome then...please helps my boys here...”, the manager said with a broad smile on his face and he stretched out his hand to shake it with the ladies. They laughed before Ms. Kwon shifted her eyes on Lay. He was listening to them but his face looks dull and bored. As she eyed him from head to toes, Ms. Kwon knew that Lay was one handsome and attractive guy – suited enough to be an idol. Lay curved up a thin smile upon her when he realized she was staring at him.

“Is there anything wrong with me, miss???”, Lay tried to ask, frowning as he pulled off a lock of hair that covered his eyes with his left hand. Automatically, Ms. Kwon caught the shining ring around his finger – she laughed.

“No...nothing wrong with your style...you’re stylish enough but that ring of yours is not very match in with your sporty attire...”, as a professional fashion designer, she gave out her opinion and pointed her eyes toward Lay’s wedding ring. He stared down on his finger too as s and manager were all fixing their eyes on that ring. Tiffany smirked upon hearing her comment and she nodded her head.

“Yeah...speaking about wearing a right fashion, so why don’t you take it off??? Once you’re an idol, you need to wear the clothes accordingly like whatever the designer and coordinator set for you...just throw the ring away!”, she told him, giving Lay a sharp stare as she was secretly signaling him that she still wanted him to stop his marriage with Ara. Lay caught her message but he simply shook his head.

“No...it doesn’t really matter whether I’m being an idol or not...you guys said it already...I’m here to sing and dance...not to be a fashion icon...and this small ring...”, he explained and paused for a while before he held his hand high to show his wedding ring. “...will never effect my popularity...you don’t have to worry so much, Tiffany sshi...I’ll always be aware of it and I’ll be wearing this ring...till the end...I’m not gonna take it off...it’s mine...”, he continued determinedly to her, voice sounded firm.

Tiffany bit her lips, feeling so much unsecure inside because she realized, despite everything that she had done, she can never stop Lay and Ara from staying together. They will stick to their marriage even when Lay will proceed his career in becoming an artist. Didn’t want to be distracted by it, Tiffany chuckled and looked away.

“Well, whatever...I just come to inform you about this news...so, carry on with your discussion...”, she told them lazily and turned her body around to leave. The group parted to start their morning practice but as Lay picked his bag from the floor, his cell phone suddenly beeped. He pulled it out from his bag and read on the text.

-So, this is your choice??? You gonna stay with your marriage???

Lay smirked upon eyeing the message sent by Tiffany. He bit his lips, thinking for a minute and he started typing again.

-You got my answer already...and I’m not gonna change it...I’m Ara’s husband and will always be...

He touched the ‘send’ button and threw his phone back inside his bag. As he resumed practicing, Tiffany was reading his reply from outside of the practice room. She curved up her demonic smile once she read the message. Then she sighed and flipped close her phone.

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