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The next day, you ate lunch with Minwoo and went to your dad’s house to have dinner. Dongwook was there also.

You were angry. You couldn’t believe he dared showed his face in front of Hwanha. She was unusually quiet and serious. Your stepmother wasn’t in a good mood also.

You poked your salad and glanced at Hwanha once in a while. It wasn’t your choice to marry Dongwook yet you couldn’t help but feel guilty.

Your father cleared his throat, “So, did you find a wedding dress yet?”

You almost choked on your food and had to sip your water.

“Not yet, sir.” Dongwook eyed you. You turned crimson.

“Well you should do it soon. When do you two plan to get married?” Your father questioned.

Dongwook eyed Hwanha, “As soon as possible.” He slipped his hand over yours on purpose. Her face crumbled into pain. You whipped your hand away with a warning glare. Dongwook just continued to eat as nothing happened.

After an uncomfortable dessert, he decided to leave. By your father’s wish, you walked him out. You had your arms wrapped around yourself, signaling that you were in no way close to him. “Next time, don’t come home. Hwanha unnie will be upset. Didn’t you see her face tonight? She was miserable.” You chided.

Dongwook spun around and coldly gazed at you, “And next time, don’t run away on the back of a motorbike of s