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Chapter Twenty-Nine

"What are we going to do now?" I whispered. Ellie and Winwin were walking ahead of us. We're heading home.

Ten held my hand and squeezed it. "I'll think of ways to get rid of Seulgi for good. I need to confront her. What she's doing is illegal and immoral, Win. If she won't stop hurting you, I'm really going to sue her."

I sighed. Even though I'm very much hurt, I don't want to go to the point where we'd have to put Seulgi behind bars. I just want peace, that's all.

"I don't wanna reach that point, though. But that's what she deserves, I guess. Now that we're talking to each other again, I'm afraid that everything will repeat itself. I don't want to be hurt again, Ten. I'm really tired."

He hugged me. "I promise, Winter. I'll take care of you. I'll make sure they won't lay a finger on you ever again. Trust me, okay?"

I nodded and sighed in reply. I believe in him. It's just, I haven't still moved on from what I've experienced before.

"Don't be sad, baby. Everything's going to be fine."

I chuckled lightly. "Baby, huh?"

"Wae? Do you want me to call you jagi? Yeobo? Mommy?" He wiggled his eyebrows. I laughed at his actions. I can't believe this man, really.

"Mommy? What the hell, Ten!"

I continued laughing, now clutching at my stomach. He put me into a headlock and ruffled my hair.

"Yah! Stop! I'm just kidding, okay? I'm sorry." I giggled.

Luckily, he did stop. I breathed heavily, catching my breath.

"There's a good girl. Ah, I've thought of something. It's still one of the commons, though. But I guess it sounds more special."

He pulled me so I was in front of him, my back turned. We are now slowly waddling-walking home. I rested my head on his chest.

"What is it?" I asked. He wrapped his arms around my waist. I held his hands and rubbed it.

"Love. I'm going to call you love from now on."

I smiled. "Do whatever you want."

"You're unfair! You need to call me names too!" Though I can't see him, I know he's pouting like a kid. It made me chuckle at the thought.

"Fine. What do you want me to call you, then?"

"Hmm, well... hubby would be nice. Love would suit me too, as well as babe or baby."

I rolled my eyes. I laughed as I thought of something. I wanted to tell him that I should call him mommy 'cause he's the motherly-type, but then I don't want to get into a headlock again, so...

"There's an exemption though." He said.

"What is it?"

"Well, you can call me those names everyday. You should call me 'daddy' in bed—"

I slapped him loud on his right arm. He shouted at the impact.

"TEN CHITTAPHON!" Does he have a daddy kink or something?!

"W-wae?! I'm just kidding. Well, unless you want to."

I hit his arms again, laughing. "You're really killing me, you know that?"

"Psh. I know my good looks killed millions of girls already. It also killed boys with jealousy." He boasted.

I huffed. "What?"

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