Chapter 2

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PAIN IN THE ASS

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PAIN IN THE ASS



"Thank you for agreeing to this. Jimin will be happy, please take care of him well for me, will you?" Mr.Park held my hands and I did the same. I nodded, accepting the fact that I have to marry this cold-hearted frog with poop-colored hair.

Me and Mr.Park talked some more about this whole marriage thing and of course him. He told me how Jimin always skips the last two stairs when going down, how he hates avocados and dried fruits, how he hates a mess and skips meals when he's too focused on work.

Well that's random...

It's only been a couple of minutes but I already learned so much about Jimin. This made me realize what an amazing father he has. Mr.Park is truly a loving person who pays a lot of attention to his son.

He even knows all his habits...

Mr.Park is such a sweetheart...

How is he and Jimin even related?

I swear, young people these days...

Ugh...

Mr.Park, I would happily marry you instead of that jerk if you were a little younger...

From the corner of my eyes, I saw this fungus walking into the building, wearing a suit.

Did he just come here straight from work?

Jimin looked very office-dressed, while I was just wearing sweatpants and a hoodie. To finish off my glamorous look, I had my clear glasses on.

I'm stunning, bitch...

And you can't tell me otherwise...

"What an outfit to wear for your wedding day," Jimin commented, showing his disgusted face.

I wanted to punch him but I couldn't. Not in front of his heavenly father.

Mr.Park, sir... can I bury your son in the cemetery?

"Like I asked for your opinion," I rolled my eyes at him and walked away, hoping to get some privacy for a moment.

What am I even doing at this place?

How did I end up in this situation?

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