A sweet aroma wafted through Yoori's nose. Inhaling deeply, she struggled to open her sleepy eyes and woke to follow it. "Mmh! Yummy, yummy! "That must be yummy." She tripped over her shoes. "Ouch!" She screamed in pain. Her ankle was red and strained. Large hands scooped her from the floor and carried her gently to the bed."Why are you jumping around?" I asked you to be careful, didn't I? I told you, and I'll still remind you: never get off the bed immediately after you have woken up. "Do you get me, pet?" A deep, caring voice that any girl would wish to hear every day, a voice that many envied pampered her."I didn't expect to trip over those shoes. "I was just following the delicious aroma." She blinked innocently."I know about that. You couldn't have hurt yourself. "See, I was bringing the soup to you." The man stretched his hand, pointing at the bowl of soup that was sitting on a tray. "It's your favorite." Take it before it gets cold. And let me not find you roaming around ba

Yoori groaned in pain as she tried hard to wake up. She massaged her temples, checked her surroundings, and frowned. The room she was sleeping in, though it was as big as the one she shares with Jas, was a bit different. Instead of the black walls with white stripes she sees every day when she wakes up, the ones she saw that day were light blue. The room had no warmth, which she received every day at home."Jas, you changed the room overnight?" She asked, sitting down, but no one answered her. "Jas, are you in the bathroom?" She asked when she heard the splashing sounds of water. With her eyes still closed, she staggered towards the bathroom. "Honey, my head is aching." "What happened last night?" She asked. She bumped into something hard and cold. Shooting her eyes open, she gasped as she looked at the man standing in front of her.She rubbed her eyes until they hurt, but the man didn't change. It seemed like she was not dreaming. The man with a smile on his face pulled her back to

He was sad, angry, and tired. He couldn't understand why the Kelvin guy would want to manipulate the press. Didn't he get the hint given by Yoori in her speech? Why would he still want to make himself known as Yoori's boyfriend? "Bro, are you okay?" A voice jerked Jas. He turned off the television and sighed heavily. "Winter, do you know how many times I have warned Yoori about her assistant? Before that video had gone viral, I had forbidden her from leaving the house. In fact, she was to choose between working with that asshole or losing the deal she was about to negotiate. Because she knows how much her tears affect me, she spent a lot of time with lots of crocodile tears schooling me on how important it was for her to attend the so-called meeting she had, and on that notice, she said it was important if her assistant joined her. In which I agreed, but under one condition: she was to send that fella packing once they were done. But no, do you know what she did?" Jas turned toward h

"I don't like what you're doing, my little delicate pumpkin." An old man, with his handsome face twisted into a mocking smile, said. The handsome figure sitting on the bed turned around to look at him and frowned. "Dad!" He cried, walking away. He has been addressed by that name since he was a toddler, and now that he is twenty-four, he doesn't see any need for that name. He was a grown man, but no matter how hard he tried to make his father understand, he just snubbed him. "Is my little delicate pumpkin sad?" "He liked that name so much when he was young that he even got angry when I called him by a different name." The man laughed, following his son behind. "That was long ago." I don't want to hear that name again. He frowned even more, trying to outrun his dad, who was a few steps away from him. "I'll stop calling you by that name when you tell me why you're torturing that Yoori girl." "Isn't she your girlfriend?" "Why are you making her worried?" He was asked. That handsome old

"Gosh!" Yoori yelled the moment she tried to sit on the bed. She was so tired, and her whole body burned. Yawning, she rubbed her eyes and looked at that particular place beside her; it was empty. She ran her hands over the sheets, hoping for the warmth to rub over her palms, but the place was cold. It seemed like he had woken up a bit early.The phone rang, bringing her to her senses. A thousand missed calls were displayed on her screensaver. What astonished her more was that the calls weren't from the same person but from different people. Most of them were the many business friends she had met in the few years she has been living in Bradley City.Her eyes also caught a particular group name, which made her heart skip a bit. "The worldwide gossip group." She gasped, jumped from the bed, and opened her computer. "God, has Kelvin lied again?" She couldn't believe it. Fear gripping her heart, she screamed the first name that came to her mouth, and a handsome figure, tying an apron over