I don't know what the heck I was writing.

Perhaps I'm losing my muse.

Sorry, if this chapter is a disappointment.

Check out this story, Second Choice feat Minhyuk, Jessica, Jonghyun and Taeyeon if you haven't read it.

TAEYEON’S POV

“This house is ours!” The sight of Jonghyun jumping on the sofa like a 7 year-old kid just made my jaws dropped. WIDE OPENED!

“Daebak!” I guessed le kid virus from Lee Jonghyun had infected me. The kiddo side in me emerged as I too joined the overly euphoric Jongie in his “Let’s be a kid” moment and ran around the huge mansion here and there like I was playing tag. Seriously, if Tiffany or even our parents ever caught us red-handed behaving like this, they might opt to send us into a mental institution in a heartbeat.

“If omma ask me to marry again 10 more times, I’ll gladly do it!” I shouted out loud.

Bukk! I almost slipped and fell down flat on the floor when a small pillow was sent flying, heading straight at the back of my head. I turned at Jonghyun while caressing my head. No doubt he was the culprit! This house ain’t got a ghost, so the only suspect left would be him!

“Yah! It hurts, you idiot!” I grumbled with a sharp stare.

“Marrying again 10 more times? Yah, Lee Taeyeon! You can stop dreaming now. I won’t let you as long as I’m alive and kicking! Got it?!” Jonghyun raised his eyebrows, with a warning expression. I should be afraid of him for showing me that ferocious intimidating glare, but tell you what, it did the reverse effect. Have you ever watch an ice melting? Yup, that intent look just turned me into liquid. And I thanked god for giving me a dead drop handsome husband.

Huhuhu…. If his stare just made me all liquidy (is there even exist the word liquidy in the dictionary?), how about his words? His words almost made me passed out, losing consciousness. Oh my gerd!!! I was so lovesick for this Lee freaking Jonghyun!!! Ommona!! My hubby, you truly deserved the title as the fully certified playboy of Seoul!

I needed to run away from this malicious virus. If not, I could die from his infamous playboy manners. I took my bag and ran upstairs.

“Yah, Lee Taeyeon! Where are you going?! Yah, ajumma!” I heard him yelling as he followed me from behind.

I opened the door one by one, checking out the room till I finally found the perfect one that suited my taste. The room located on the end side of the house, with windows facing the magnificent garden that my mother in law had adored so much, had definitely attracted my attention. I decided that I was going to make this room mine even if I had to declare a WW III with Jonghyun.

Throwing my bag at one corner of the room, I jumped straight on the king size bed, testing the comfy the mattress. Goodness! I was so gonna sleep like a log every day! Yeay!!! Lee Omma, I heart you from the east to the west, from the Earth to the Sun, and the whole galaxy Andromeda for giving me the ownership of the house. Yup, peeps! I had a handsome husband and an enormous mansion all for myself. Lucky right?

I startled when Jo