Unexpectedly, on the other side, Jungkook only said quietly, "Stay away from that pervert Sehun from now on."
"-_-" All of a sudden, Lisa didn't know what to say.
"Did you hear me?" Jungkook warned her in a childish tone.
"Yes, I know."
"The funeral is at 7 AM right?"
"Yes." Lisa nodded.
"I will wait for you at the gates of the graveyard later."
"It's fine. I'm just going to head to work at the hospital after this."
"I already asked them to give you a day off. Come home and rest today."
"umm…" Lisa was again speechless.
This guy was fast. He had already asked the hospital to give her a day off.
But she was very curious. The clinic had been really busy recently, so why did the head nurse give her a day off so easily!
"The head nurse… did she approve my day off?" Lisa asked in disbelief.
However, Jungkook answered casually, "I called Director Jung. "
"Alright, you win." Lisa felt like all the blood in her body was going to coagulate after she heard that Jungkook called Director Jung.
A nobody nurse intern from the OB/GYN Department called the hospital director to ask for a day off... It was a leap to death.
On the other hand, based on Jungkook's social status, the director would probably even allow her to take an entire year off…
"Okay then, see you later." After they finished talking, Jungkook hung up the phone before Lisa could say anything else.
What a coincidence. After he hung up the phone, Lisa realized that her phone was dying.
Jungkook kept her company on the other side of the phone without falling asleep for an entire six or seven hours.
He was persistent...
Sometimes, Lisa had an illusion that Jungkook was still in love with her, even if he hadn't said so yet.
But it was only an illusion. Often, when she calmed down, Lisa would realize that they were both just unwilling to let go of the past.
He couldn't accept that he was dumped seven years ago. He couldn't accept that she broke up with him unilaterally.
*
The sky was dusky on the day of the funeral, and the wind was blowing hard. Lisa's heart felt very heavy.
There were about sixty people there, including the Oh family and their distant relatives. There were also over a hundred guests outside. Over a hundred black Mercedes-Benz followed each other in a grandiose fleet of cars; it was a spectacular scene. The car in the very front was a black Rolls Royce with grandma's portrait hanging on the front.
Everyone attending the funeral was wearing black, with white ribbons tied on one arm.
Reporters from several media sources followed the procession intently, making a scene.
Lisa wore a black dress and sunglasses, following the crowd as an inconspicuous existence.
Sehun, Hyunjae, Nancy, Mrs. Oh, and the mistress, sooyoung were on either side of Mr. Oh.
Of course, they were favored by the press…
Nancy's attitude had changed dramatically from the day before. Tears streamed from her red and puffy eyes, triggering sympathetic reactions.
The press gave her, specifically, a close-up, while a reporter commented on TV.
"Miss Nancy, the Oh family's princess, is leading the funeral procession, walking in the very front. Miss Oh looks extremely sorrowful, and her eyes are red and swollen. It is said that she stayed up all night yesterday in the mourning hall. The respect she paid to her grandmother has touched the whole world. Not only does Miss Oh have great looks, she also has a beautiful loving heart. What a precious woman. It's rare to see a kindhearted woman like her in the upper-class society. The Oh family has taught her well."
When this part was broadcasted on big screen of TV installed near airport corridor, Chaeyoung who was walking past almost threw up listening to this…
She was close to Lisa, so of course she knew the Oh family's situation very well.
Several flight attendants were talking, "Nancy is so nice. She's so pretty and kind. She must have been a big hero and saved the universe in her last life to be lucky enough to be born into the Oh family."
"Bullshit, this woman is not as good as she seems to be. She's vicious. Don't believe what you hear in the press," Chaeyoung said angrily. If there was anyone nice in the Oh family, it had to be Lisa. The rest were all hypocrites.
"How do you know, Chaeyoung? Are you good friends with Miss Nancy?" One of the flight attendants asked.
"How can I possibly befriend a person like that? I would become so depressed," Chaeyoung said with a hint of disdain.
The attendants of the funeral ceremony marched forward in streaming columns all the way to the North Hill Public Cemetery. Grandma Oh was to be buried in the best spot available – the peak of the mountain.
Supposedly, a space in this cemetery cost fifty thousand won per square meter.
It was terribly expensive, but the Oh family purchased two thousand square meters in one go – forging their very own, exclusive, mausoleum.
On the side, Lisa stood silently with her sunglasses on.
Suddenly, Hyunjae walked up to her and said, "What are you looking at? Are you envious? This is the mausoleum that dad bought exclusively for the Oh family. Don't even think about being buried here, a bastard daughter like you would never be qualified."
"A place like this is better suited for you and your family, I don't belong here," Lisa said without glancing at Hyunjae.
"That's a given," Hyunjae said arrogantly.
"Well, best wishes to you being buried here soon," Lisa added.
"What did you say?? You stupid woman!" Hyunjae raised his hand angrily at Lisa, seemingly wanting to hit her.
"Young Master Oh, don't be so impulsive. The media is here waiting for scenes like this to increase viewership. But hey, if you want to be on the frontline news, go ahead and hit me. I will be sure to cooperate," Lisa lowered her voice and reminded him.
Hyunjae dropped his arm by his side and looked around to ensure he didn't attract any unwanted media attention. "You better watch yourself..." he said resentfully before leaving.
Hyunjae and Nancy, this sibling duo were strikingly similar. They were both born from a mistress, and they had both been spoiled rotten.
Now that Hyunjae was all grown up, the inheritance battle between him and Sehun had become increasingly more intense. Thanks to his father's spoiling love and his mother's help, his pride has grown enough for him to start acting like the owner of the Oh family.
However, Lisa thought, a brainless idiot like Hyunjae would be knocked out in seconds if Sehun really wanted to deal with him.
The only reason why Sehun hadn't made a move is merely due to that celebrity mom of Hyunjae's that was difficult to deal with.
But then again, she wasn't at all interested in the Oh family's fight for inheritance.
None of this had anything to do with her, regardless of the result.
After the burial, all the vehicles started to make way back to the Oh mansion. Apparently, to show a token of appreciation to those who have shown condolences, Mr. Oh prepared a feast for sixty or so tables at a five-star hotel.
Lisa had already done what was required of her, so she surely wouldn't be going. Now that Grandma Oh had been buried, it was time for her to leave.
After both the media and the Oh family left, she began making her way down to the entrance of the cemetery.
Rain began to pour as Lisa reached the entrance. While she was torn between running to the bus stop or the convenience store within the cemetery to buy an umbrella, A black 62S Maybach slowly pulled up beside her.
Supposedly, this car was worth more than 11 million, straight out of Germany with the best configuration and parts. A lot of seoul's millionaires were fighting to place an order, but due to the limited amount of quantities allowed for Asia, only four of this model were imported into South Korea.
It was frontline news at the time, and a lot of nurses in the OB/GYN department were talking about it.
Thus upon seeing this car, Lisa took a second glance at it.
But wait… why does the person getting out of the car look so familiar?
Jungkook wore a tailor-made black suit with a tender white flower pinned to his front chest's pocket.
He walked out of the Maybach, slowly propped open a black umbrella and walked towards Lisa.
"Why…?" Lisa looked at Jungkook's outfit, not knowing what to say. She figured that he dressed like this out of respect for Grandma Oh.
"Were you planning to run through the rain if I didn't come and get you?" Jungkook asked Lisa.
"Well, you are here, aren't you?" Lisa said slowly.
"C'mon, Get into the car," said Jungkook as he took out a white handkerchief and wiped away some of the raindrops on Lisa's forehead.
Lisa sat in the Maybach made for royalty and looked at this amazingly handsome man who was now her driver.
In a moment of bewilderment, she thought, it was not Nancy who had saved the universe in the last life. It was in fact, herself.
"Jungkook, um… your car… isn't it a little too flamboyant?" Lisa asked, unable to hold back any longer.
The very first Maybach with Royal Class level configuration in this city! It will surely attract loads of attention when they drive around the city. Lisa couldn't help but wonder if this was really a good idea…
This was the only black car left in the garage," Jungkook said lightly.
"-_-" Lisa was left speechless again. Must be nice to be rich.
Jungkook drove the car all the way back to Imperial Park, and, after Lisa went upstairs, she couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging.
Simply put, it was the feeling of safety and calmness that Lisa felt when she arrived home after a long day.
Either out of habit or exhaustion, Lisa curled up on the couch and quickly fell asleep.
Jungkook furrowed his brows ever so slightly when he saw Lisa like that; it was as if someone was tugging at his heartstrings.
He then brought out a white blanket from the bedroom and covered Lisa up.
She fell fast asleep, and so, she dreamt...
In her dream, she saw Grandma Oh, who was wearing a plain-dyed gown. She sat on the rocks outside of a temple and was working on embroidering a handkerchief.
It was said that Grandma Oh came from a well-off family, and she had the talent for embroidery. Later, her family went bankrupt, leaving her no choice but to brave the world in poverty with her husband.
Grandpa Oh started from scratch and built his little manufacturing factory. He became overwhelmingly busy, and left Grandma Oh alone with her arts and crafts.
Twenty-five years ago, before Lisa was even born, Grandpa Oh passed away from lung cancer.
Grandma Oh then moved out of the house and frequently resided within the temple. When asked, she simply said that she was praying for Grandpa Oh's soul.
In the end, she was nothing more than a woman infatuated by love.
Lisa only saw Grandma Oh a handful of times. Nevertheless, to this day, she remembered the familial bond between them.
She dreamt that she had slowly wandered over and rested her head on Grandma Oh's lap and fell asleep.
The sunlight that shined through the temple surrounded her, and Lisa felt a sense of happiness that she could not explain with words.
When she woke up, Lisa found a white blanket on her. The quilt was made with bamboo charcoal fiber, so it felt soft and silky on her skin.
Other than Jungkook, she couldn't possibly think of a second person who would do this.
She checked her fully charged phone and realized that it was already half past eleven. She slept for more than three hours?
Lisa felt a little hungry. She yawned and went to the sauna room on the second floor.
On the second floor, there was a Korean-style shared sauna room that allowed for showers and saunas.
Lisa never really used it before. She felt like it was too inconvenient since she shared this room with Jungkook.
But Jungkook wasn't here today; she was home alone. It would be a good idea to relax a little in the sauna room.
However, it wasn't until she finished showering that she realized she forgot to bring in a towel.
Out of necessity, Lisa grabbed two tiny towels from the sauna room. She covered up the most important parts of her body and carefully walked out.
She followed the hallway that leads to the bedroom, but then the door of the study magically swung open.
Lisa was dumbfounded upon seeing Jungkook.
Lisa attempted to clutch the tiny towels tighter, but out of nervousness, she lost her grip.
Both towels fell to the floor…
"Ah…" Lisa shrieked. Not knowing what to do, her hands flew up to cover her face.
Why? Because she once heard a joke about a public shower place that caught on fire. A lot of women ran out, some covering the top half of their bodies, while the others covered the bottom half. One particular woman walked out calmly with her face covered. "This way, no one will know who I am," the woman said proudly.
Therefore, Lisa automatically covered her face.
Jungkook was stunned by her reaction.
He looked at her exposed body and felt his throat tighten. Jungkook tried hard to control the urges deep within his heart.
"There's only the two of us, is it really necessary to cover your face?" Jungkook asked as a hint of awkwardness floated in the air.
"Hurry up and get out of here." Lisa panicked when she peeked through her fingers and noticed that Jungkook had no intention of leaving.
"You are walking around the hallway naked in broad daylight... are you sure you are not trying to seduce me?" Jungkook chuckled slightly and never for a second moved his eyes away from her body.
"I didn't know you were home. Who knew you would be home at this hour! Don't you have work to do?" Lisa said angrily as she pointed at Jungkook. Her face glowed with fury.
Jungkook remained silent as his eyes followed her plump curves up and down.
"You pervert!"
Lisa felt like she had been completely exposed. She pushed Jungkook away and ran towards the bedroom.
"C'mon Mrs. Jeon. I am legally your husband, okay?" Jungkook couldn't help but mutter to himself in the hallway.
- In the bedroom -
Lisa refused to leave the bedroom after she changed.
She had no idea how to face Jungkook anymore, it was way too embarrassing...
Also, how dumb was she to listen to that stupid joke and attempt to cover her face?
There were only two people in the house, and in an attempt to cover her face, her body had been exposed completely. Not to mention that Jungkook pointed out the flawed logic of covering her face.
If Chaeyoung ever found out about this, she would surely question her status as a genius with an IQ of 130.
She felt like her brain forgot how to function properly over the last seven years...
Most importantly, Lisa thought Jungkook was at work.
Shouldn't the president of JC be super busy? Why the heck was he chilling at home in broad daylight?
Plus, it wasn't even the weekend yet...
Can someone tell her what was going on?
Truth be told, Jungkook was supposed to go to work today, but he was worried that Lisa would wake up with nothing to eat.
So, he decided to work from home. He had just cleaned out his email inbox when he noticed that it was almost noon.
He thought Lisa would wake up soon and therefore walked out of the study.
He had no idea that he would be able to witness such an interesting scene.
It was true that they slept together once seven years ago, but it wasn't exactly a great experience, because they were both young and naïve.
They were both adults now and had been married for several days. Yet, they had not slept in the same bed once.
Now that this had happened, it was much more awkward, for Lisa of course.
However, Jungkook thought whatever happened was a good thing. It wasn't until today that he found out how curvy Lisa was.
He never thought that the thin-looking Lisa would have curves in all the right places.
For a moment, he wanted to charge over and have her beg for mercy under him.
But he knew that it wasn't the time, and doing so would frighten her.
Jungkook waited in the living room for a while but Lisa still didn't come out. He figured that she probably felt embarrassed.
"Hey, are you going to hide in the bedroom forever?" He went upstairs and knocked on her bedroom door.
"Go away! I will come out as soon as you leave."
"Me leaving doesn't change the fact that I saw everything," Jungkook smirked.
"Stop talking." Lisa covered her burning face.
"So, are you not planning to have lunch with me then?"
"Don't you have to go to work today?" Lisa asked behind the door.
"I'm staying home all day today, so there's no point in hiding."
"Why are you such a crook!" Lisa said angrily.
"I'd be a crook if I were to hide a camera in the shower, don't you think?" Jungkook said slowly.
Lisa was left speechless.
"C'mon, let's go eat."
"No."
"Fine, if you are going to keep being stubborn like this, I will call director Jung and tell him my wife will no longer be going back to work, and that you plan on hiding in the bedroom forever," Jungkook said as he pretended to leave.
"Stop! How dare you interfere with my job!" Sure enough, Lisa immediately opened the door.
"Good thing you came out. C'mon, let's go eat. I'm starving," said Jungkook as he began heading down the stairs.
Lisa wore a set of beige sportswear, her wet hair sitting loosely on her shoulders.
Her getup made her look much younger, almost like a high school student.
- Inside the Maybach -
Jungkook stared at her for a couple of seconds; his eyes showed a slight tenderness that was difficult to capture.
"What are you looking at? You've never seen a pretty girl before?" Lisa said as she looked away and intentionally avoided eye contact with Jungkook.