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โ˜†เฟเผตเฝฝเผ†เผ’ ๐‘จ/๐‘ต เผ’เผ†เฟเผตเฝฝโ˜†
โ˜†เฟเผตเฝฝเผ†เผ’ ๐‘ช๐‘ฏ๐‘จ๐‘น๐‘จ๐‘ช๐‘ป๐‘ฌ๐‘น เผ’เผ†เฟเผตเฝฝโ˜†
๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐‘บ๐’‰๐’Š๐’‘๐’‘๐’†๐’“ โ™กโžท~
๐‘ฏ๐’๐’๐’ˆ ๐‘ช๐’‰๐’๐’š๐’†๐’๐’๐’ˆ'๐’” ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’„๐’Œ๐’”๐’•๐’๐’“๐’š
๐Ÿญ. ๐—•๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ธ ๐—›๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ
๐Ÿฎ. ๐—๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ผ & ๐—ฉ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜‡๐—ผ
๐น๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘˜
๐น๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘˜ 2
๐Ÿฏ.๐—ก๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐Ÿ’•
๐Ÿฐ.๐—ก๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ ๐—ง๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ธ๐˜€ โ˜•๐ŸŒŒ
๐Ÿฑ. ๐—๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—•๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€ ๐Ÿ”žโš ๏ธ
๐Ÿฒ.๐—ข๐—ต ๐—š๐˜†๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด-๐—๐—ฎ
๐Ÿณ.๐—ง๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—ฆ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ช๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐—ฃ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐˜†๐Ÿท๐ŸŽ‰๐Ÿ•บ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡น
๐Ÿด.๐“๐ก๐ž ๐™๐ฎ๐ฆ๐›๐š ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐’๐ง๐š๐œ๐ค ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ’ƒ
๐Ÿต. ๐—ข๐—ต ๐—š๐˜†๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ท๐—ฎ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฉ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜‡๐—ผ'๐˜€ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—บ?!
๐‘ฌ๐’™๐’•๐’“๐’‚ ๐‘ช๐’‰๐’‚๐’‘๐’•๐’†๐’“ ( ๐‘ช๐’‰๐’๐’˜๐’๐’ ๐’Ž๐’๐’Ž๐’†๐’๐’•)
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฌ.๐—–๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐— ๐—ฟ๐˜€.๐—–๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ถ'๐˜€ ๐˜‡๐˜‚๐—บ๐—ฏ๐—ฎ ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿญ.๐—ฆ๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€ ๐—•๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฎ.๐—œ'๐—บ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—œ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฏ. ๐Ÿฎ๐—ž ๐—ฆ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—น : ๐—ฉ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜‡๐—ผ & ๐—š๐—ฒ๐˜‚๐—บ๐—ด๐—ฎ ๐—ฃ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜‡๐—ฎ
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฐ. ๐—”๐—ฟ๐—ด๐˜‚๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ & ๐— ๐—ฟ.๐—›๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด'๐˜€ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ต
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฑ. ๐‘พ๐’†'๐’๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’“๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’•
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฒ. ๐—ฉ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ถ๐˜ ๐—ฉ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜‡๐—ผ
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿณ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฅ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ป๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ
๐‘ช๐’‰๐’๐’Š ๐‘ด๐’š๐’–๐’๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’†๐’†'๐’” ๐‘ฉ๐’‚๐’„๐’Œ๐’”๐’•๐’๐’“๐’š
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿด. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’‚ ๐’ƒ๐’“๐’๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’“?!
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿต. ๐‘ญ๐’‚๐’๐’”๐’† ๐‘จ๐’„๐’„๐’–๐’”๐’‚๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’๐’”
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฌ. ๐‘จ๐’ ๐‘ฐ๐’„๐’†๐’… ๐‘บ๐’†๐’˜๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’† ๐’˜๐’‚๐’”๐’•๐’†
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿญ. ๐—Ÿ๐—ฒ๐˜'๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—บ ๐˜‚๐—ฝ ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ!!
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฎ. ๐—ฅ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ป!! ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿ’ฃ๐Ÿ”ช
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฏ. ๐‘ถ๐’‰ ๐‘ซ๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ, ๐’š๐’๐’–'๐’“๐’† ๐’”๐’ ๐’‘๐’š๐’“๐’๐’Ž๐’‚๐’๐’Š๐’‚๐’„
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฐ. ๐—๐—ท๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฏ๐—ฎ๐˜๐˜๐—น๐—ฒ ๐Ÿœ
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฑ. ๐‘ฉ๐’†๐’”๐’• ๐‘ญ๐’“๐’Š๐’†๐’๐’…'๐’” ๐‘พ๐’†๐’…๐’…๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฒ. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’‚๐’“๐’† ๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’๐’๐’š ๐’”๐’•๐’–๐’ƒ๐’ƒ๐’๐’“๐’, ๐‘ช๐’‰๐’๐’š๐’†๐’๐’๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’‚
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿณ. ๐—™๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐˜€๐˜ ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—น
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿด. ๐‘ด๐’š ๐’•๐’š๐’‘๐’†, ๐’š๐’๐’–.
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿต. ๐—•๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—น ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ!!!
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฌ. ๐—›๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฝ ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ป
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿญ. ๐—›๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ต
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฎ. ๐—–๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ด๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—บ ๐—ท๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—น + ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—น
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฏ. ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐‘ด๐’‚๐’…๐’๐’†๐’”๐’” ๐‘ท๐’”๐’š๐’„๐’‰๐’๐’‘๐’‚๐’•๐’‰ ๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿ’ข๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ”ช
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฐ. ๐—›๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ผ'๐˜€ ๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜†
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฑ. ๐‘ฐ ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’Œ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’๐’๐’š ๐’๐’†๐’†๐’… ๐’‚ ๐’ˆ๐’๐’๐’… ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’‚๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฒ. ๐—›๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด ๐— ๐—ถ๐—ป-๐—ฆ๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿณ. ๐‘ป๐’‚๐’†๐’‰๐’ ๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’š๐’” ๐’…๐’‚๐’•๐’†๐’” ( ๐’‘๐’‚๐’“๐’• ๐Ÿ )๐Ÿ‘ฌ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โคโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ’•
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿด. ๐‘ป๐’‚๐’†๐’‰๐’ ๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’š ๐’…๐’‚๐’•๐’†๐’” ( ๐’‘๐’‚๐’“๐’• ๐Ÿ) ๐Ÿ‘ฌ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โคโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ’•
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿต. ๐‘ป๐’‚๐’†๐’‰๐’ ๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’š ๐’…๐’‚๐’•๐’†๐’” ( ๐’‘๐’‚๐’“๐’• ๐Ÿ‘) ๐Ÿ‘ฌ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โคโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ’•
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฌ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐ŸคŸ
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿญ. ๐‘ฏ๐’†๐’๐’“๐’š ๐‘ฑ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฎ. ๐‘ฏ๐’‚๐’๐’”๐’†๐’ ๐’Š๐’ ๐’•๐’“๐’๐’–๐’ƒ๐’๐’†๐’๐’‚๐’๐’…
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฏ. ๐—ฃ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ด ๐—œ๐—ป-๐—ž๐˜‚๐—ธ
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฐ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐˜€ ๐—ณ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€ & ๐——๐—ฟ. ๐—š๐—ถ๐—น'๐˜€ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ต
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฑ. ๐‘ป๐’†๐’๐’ ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’๐’–๐’• ๐‘ณ๐‘ถ๐‘ฝ๐‘ฌ. ๐‘ฏ๐’๐’˜ ๐’Š๐’” ๐’Š๐’• ๐’‡๐’†๐’†๐’๐’”? โค
๐‘ต๐’†๐’˜๐’†๐’”๐’• ๐’”๐’‰๐’Š๐’‘๐’‘๐’†๐’“ โ™ฅ๏ธŽโžด~
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฒ. ๐—๐—ถ๐—ฝ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ถ ๐—ฉ๐—ฆ ๐—•๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—น
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿณ. ๐—๐—ถ๐—ฝ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ถ ๐—”๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€ ๐—ฉ๐˜€ ๐—•๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—น ๐—”๐˜‚๐˜๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜† ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ซ
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿด. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐Ÿ•ต๐Ÿง 
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿต. ๐—ฉ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜‡๐—ผ ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—–๐—˜๐—ข
๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿฌ. ๐—ฆ๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ธ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜„๐˜€
๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿญ. "๐‘ต๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’“ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’๐’• ๐’•๐’ ๐’”๐’†๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’Š๐’"
๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿฎ. ๐— ๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ฒ ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ + ๐—ฉ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜‡๐—ผ & ๐—”๐—ต๐—ป ๐—š๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ธ
๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿฏ. ๐—›๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ธ ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—–๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜†๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด
๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿฐ. ๐’€๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’๐’๐’—๐’† ๐’•๐’–๐’“๐’๐’†๐’… ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’Š๐’๐’•๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’‰๐’–๐’Ž๐’‚๐’ ๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’Š๐’
๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿฑ. ๐‘ถ๐’–๐’“ ๐’…๐’†๐’‚๐’
๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿณ. ๐—œ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜‚๐—น๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐Ÿฎ
๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿด. ๐‘ด๐’“. ๐‘จ๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’”๐’๐’ & ๐‘ด๐’Š๐’”๐’” ๐‘ฉ๐’Š๐’๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ
๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿต. ๐‘ด๐’“. ๐‘จ๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’”๐’๐’ & ๐‘ด๐’Š๐’”๐’” ๐‘ฉ๐’Š๐’๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐Ÿ
๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿฌ. ๐—ง๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ต
๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿญ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—š๐˜‚๐—ถ๐—น๐—น๐—ผ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ•ตโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง 
๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿฎ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฆ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐ŸŽŽ๐Ÿ”–
๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿฏ. ๐‘ช๐’‰๐’๐’Š ๐‘ซ๐’‚๐’†๐’‰๐’š๐’–๐’'๐’” ๐‘ญ๐’–๐’๐’†๐’“๐’‚๐’ โšฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ•Š
๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿฐ. ๐‘ด๐’†๐’†๐’• ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’‘๐’”๐’š๐’„๐’‰๐’ ๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’†๐’๐’•!! ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿ•ต
๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿฑ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฃ๐—ฎ๐˜„๐—ป๐˜€
๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿฒ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—•๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฑ
๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿณ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ง๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฝ
๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿด. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—™๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—•๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ผ
๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿต. "๐‘ฐ ๐’Ž๐’†๐’‚๐’ ๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’š ๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’๐’† ๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’…!"
๐Ÿณ๐Ÿฌ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—”๐˜๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ธ
๐Ÿณ๐Ÿญ. ๐—ฃ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—”๐˜ ๐—Ÿ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜ ๐Ÿจ๐ŸŽˆ๐Ÿ’ž
๐Ÿณ๐Ÿฎ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐— ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ป๐˜€ ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿฉธ๐Ÿ”ฅ

๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿฒ. ๐—œ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜‚๐—น๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜

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By racheldelili05

➶➶➶➶➶ 𝑶𝑩𝑺𝑬𝑺𝑺𝑰𝑶𝑵 ➷➷➷➷➷

┈┈┈┈․° ☣ °․┈┈┈┈

It's been a few days after choyeong gained her unconscious but unfortunate she got an amnesia again as Hanseok's private doctor said.

She loses too many memories of herself, her sister, her best friends and even her life. She didn't get it to remember who she was.

As Hanseok's help through her recovery, he only gives her new name as Jung Saet Byul. He didn't said that her real name but instead of her new name from herself but he also gave his own name too so it wouldn't be scare for him if he wants to tell his real name than Jang Junwoo.

Now their relationship still ongoing even they started as a friendship first but suddenly she's starting to fall in love when he does all thing as a perfect care and gentleman for her with giving her favorite food and the books she likes to read usually all her time.

But none of it, it just an act for her.

●◉◎◈◎◉●

MEANWHILE
At Jipuragi law firm

The three mousekeeters silencing their atmosphere around them in the office while busy with their own business of work.

"It's been a week since choyeong got missing even our agents still searching out for her but none of that was work. I miss choyeong so much." Mr. Nam sniffle his nose of trying to handle his crying.

Chayoung knew about her assistant's situation about missing her sister even she also miss her too.

She just patting his back while comfort him.

"I miss her singing, I miss her dancing, I miss her laugh and I miss her craziest chaotic antics around us and now... SHE'S GONE HUAAAA CHOYEONGAA~!!" Mr. Nam cried out loud.

"Hey, hey Mr. Nam, it's alright, it's alright. We'll find her soon okay. Shh shh relax." Chayoung mumbled while giving him her weak smile.

"Don't worry you guys. We still have a plan of how to search her but this time let's we focused about our plan to kidnap Song Hyeon-U and get his information about Babel so we could embarrassing more of them because tomorrow is Jang Hanseok's inauguration day." Vincenzo said with a deep and husky voice even his stare was dangerous.

●◉◎◈◎◉●

At Wusang Law Firm

Jung Saet-Byul( a.k.a Hong Choyeong) being inaugurated as the new lawyer by Han Seung-Hyuk as Hanseok's wishes for her and raise her more rank position again to Vince-Chairman of Wusang Law Firm.

Everyone congraluted her even she got many prizes and gift from her new employees.

At Hanseok's private mansion

"Honey, are you sure didn't want to come with me and my brother for hunting?" Hanseok asks while adjusting his furr jacket in front of the mirror.

"Yes, darling. I'm sorry bcs I have many work to do for today." Saetbyul replies while focusing on her laptop in her lap as she's sitting on king sizes bed.

Hanseok signed of her stubbornness even Mr. Han gives her less work from afternoon but she never give up on her work.

"Cares, did anything you want from me before I went back from hunting?" He asks her again as he walks toward her and stood beside her.

"Nope." She shakes her head.

"Fine but stop working alright. You would be tired. I should to go now, bye honey." He kisses her forehead and walks out from their share bedroom.

"Tiring of work, my ass." She rolles her eyes.

As your information, she already remembers all of her memory with her real family, her childhood with her adopted parents, her sister and everything she got when she still gaining her memory loss. And now she knows who was beside her this time.

●◉◎◈◎◉●

FEW HOURS LATER
At Hospital

Saetbyul rushed off to the hospital as she got called by her aunt herself, telling her hanseok was rushed to the hospital after a freak accident.

As she's pretending as she was, fear was the only thing running through her mind but she's faking her emotions that she was too worried about her boyfriend but it never did.

As her plan, she drove as fast as she could for arriving at the hospital any second where he was checked into, barely hearing the nurse asking her what was wrong, she didn't care. She knew the number to his room.

216...216..

Saetbyul caught herself once she made it up to his door, busting inside of his room.

"Hanseok!" She almost yelled, her chest was rising and falling, tears forming around the corner of her doe eyes.

Hanseok turned his head off to the side, holding his hand out for her to hold it.

She rushed his side quickly and hugged him.

She pulled way their hug and asking him multiple times that makes him laugh a bit cuz of his injuries.

"Hanseokaa, are you okay? There's anything part you are hurting. Which one? Tell me?!! What happened?" She asked in worry while cupping his checks.

"Hey, hey. It's okay. I'm alright, sweetie. It just my stomach got hurt. It's not that bad but actually my brother accidentally took a wrong shot of the direction and then he shoots me." He reassured her while giving her a genuine smile.

"How can you said you're alright?!! It's bad injuries! Hanseo gonna pay for it." She asks angrily. She knows it's not gonna happen if she wants to kill Hanseo but mostly she would be happy if Hanseo really killed his brother instead.

As she knew, she could notices his smirk in front of her. She would payed for herself that she's really wanted to smack his stupid smirk on his face. She never care about his handsomely face but she would care about Daehyun's face.

How many days she missed her Daehyn so much. She hopes she could contact him if she... Wait a minute, maybe she could contact him secretly as she remembers his number right so this is her mastermind plan right now.

『••✎••』
Time skip
『••✎••』

"Choyeongaa. Oops I mean Saetbyul." Hanseo whispered as she came out of Hanseok's room.

"It's okay, hanseo-yaa. You can call me Choyeong." She smiles at him.

"Really?.... Wait, did you... " Choyeong cut him off as she said.

"I'm already remember anything. All the memories I have since I was a kid with my real family until my adopted family, Mr. Hong, my adopted father, Chayoung, my adopted sister, my best friends, you, Vincenzo and Daehyun. I remember anything, hanseo-yaa." She cried in happiness.

Hanseo couldn't imagined his smile on his face, he just chuckled in happiness for her. "Finally she remembers her beloved sister and best friend, Mr. Cassano. They would be happy for her, right?"

He gives her hug tightly and congratulating her. He remembers something on his mind about asking what happened when she got her memory back.

He pulled away their hug and asks her.

"So what are you going to do now even you got memory back? And what about my brother? Did you still love him as usually you are?"

"No. Of course. I won't love him anymore. It's super sick to me even I knew he's obsessed with me. I just only love Daehyun oppa okay with all of my heart." She replies confidently.

"Still. Thank god you still hate him. Despite him forever like you usually did since in the young age." Hanseo laughed and Choyeong's laughing with him too.

"So what is your plan, Ms. Hong?" He smirked.

She grinned and whispered at him.

●◉◎◈◎◉●

Today is Jang Hanseok's inauguration day, so here she was, the morning of his inauguration, as she's getting ready herself with her fancy red dress, putting her fancy earrings and jewelry and putting on her lipstick.

She could their argument in their bedroom when Hanseo visited to see his brother as he obeyed him to be here with them.

"You think I don't have this place mic'd up? You think I don't have cameras? It's one thing after the other with you."

"Aish," Hanseo panicked, shaking his head. "I was drunk. I'm always like that with girls when I'm drunk, I - I've probably done the same thing to most of her friends and I think I thought she was one of them. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Han Seok scoffed and shoved his fist against Han Seo's chest, letting go of his tie and sending him backwards. Han Seo caught his feet and looked up at him with his shoulders cowered.

"Right. Is that why you told her you lost her to me? Why don't you stop being a fucking coward -" Han Seok gritted his teeth, stepping forward. Han Seo slid back immediately, "- and say it to my face, that you don't like it when I take your things."

Han Seok then shrugged with a frown, fixing Han Seo's tie. "You never once even told me it was a problem. I thought brothers could share anything."

He looked Han Seo in his eyes, daring him silently.

The bathroom door opened, Saetbyul making her way through the closet. "Honey, can you zip me up?" With a snap, Han Seok shoved Han Seo, sending him back toward the door. Han Seo bowed quickly and ran out before Se Young caught him.

She gathered her hair around her back and over her shoulder. Han Seok hooked a finger where her zipper sat at the edge of her back and pulled her closer to him with a tug. He zipped her up, but put his arms around her waist before she could get away.

They looked at themselves in the full-length mirror. Han Seok looked dashing and Saetbyul looked sweet and poise. No one would know what went on between them when the sun was down.

Han Seok leaned into her and kissed her cheek before twisting her around so he could kiss her lips. She jerked her head back, "I have lipstick on!"

He dipped his head, reaching for the crook of her neck but she squeezed her shoulder to her ear with a frown. "No, I have makeup on there too."

"On your neck?"

She gave him a look and when he understood why, he showed his teeth, half a grin.

"Saetbyulaaahh~" he said her name with a low, tired tone. He gave her a pleading smile as he perked his brows up. "You know it turns me on when you say no..."

Saetbyul pulled away from him with a shy scoff, but he clung to her wrist, pulling her in. "I'm joking, I'm joking."

"You're not," she eyed him, getting pulled into his space once again.

"Yeah, I'm not," he grinned. He put his hand on her shoulders and squeezed, looking her body down and up. He pulled her in for a hug, surprising her. It was a long hug too. One where their bodies were fully against one another, their chests, their hearts, matching in sync. One where she could really feel him. Her heart pinched yet again, so she squeezed her eyes shut, trying to remind herself of what she was supposed to remind herself of in moments like these.

Han Seok took in a deep breath and let his lungs compress, sinking into her. He kissed Se Young on the side of her head, his nose pushing into her beautiful smelling hair.

He kept her in his arms, his hand on the back of her head. She knew why he was doing it. Because she knew even better than him that as inauguration day neared, Han Seok, giving his 100%, making sure everything was perfect, was secretly panicking. She knew better than him, that he maybe wanted one more chance to do something in the shadows.

So she gave him that chance, telling him where to meet her and telling him to bring a golf club. Much needed stress relief.

Han Seok finally let her go. He still lingered, wanting to kiss her, but he opted for her knuckles again, bringing them up to his lips as he looked down at her. He gave her a kiss.

"You're starting to know me better than I know myself."

"I know," she said, without a smile.

He grinned silently as he pulled away from their hug.

"I have a surprise gift for you, sweetheart." He said in husky voice while pulling a black box of his jacket suits.

"Turn around, sweetie." As she obeyed and turned around to face him.

He opened it and it was a peach ruby pendant necklace ( just like chayoung's necklace when vincenzo gives her as a gift before their sweetie-darling action scenes on ep 13)

"Wow, it's beautiful, Hanseokaa. Thank you." She smiles at him as he smiles back and give a peck on her lips.

"I'm glad you like it, Saetbyulaa." He says as he wore it on her neck.

He handed his arm for her holds.

"C'mon, let's go." As she holds his arm and they went out of the room.

●◉◎◈◎◉●

They arrived not long after that and walked into the building, with cameras and reporters everywhere.

Hanseok came out of the car first and held out his hand to Choyeong for helping her came out of the car too bcs her dress is long.


Hanseok and Choyeong walked hand to hand while Hanseo, Mrs. Choi Myunghee and Mr. Han Seunghyuk walked behind closer by them.

The Wusang lawyers stepped behind as the two stood in front of them. Choi Myunghee smiles at Hanseok while Hanseok smiles genuinely at Choyeong beside him.

"I bet you will become the true head of Babel. Promise me you should be responsible with all the things happen to us and you will become the good chairman in the future." Choyeong smiles weakly at him as he doesn't know how he earns her trust to become the true and loyal chairman of Babel in the future.

"Let see what I got, my love. I promise."

He scared he could be hurting her on purpose if he still doing a sin of all people around the world for his drug pleasure of Babel so he could role as the king of world.

He takes her hand and kissed it on her palm as he stared at her.

"I promise, my love." He smiles a bit on his face.

"Congratulations, sir." Choi Myunghee congratulates him.

"It's all thanks for my brother, who did a fine job running the company until now." Hanseok patted his brother on his shoulder with a proudest smile on his face while Hanseo gives him a fake smile.

"You're welcome." He mumbled.

"We should head upstairs." Han Seunghyuk chimed in.

"Let's go." Hanseok held out his arms and Choyeong hooked hers on his, making sure she's visible next to him.

The reporters snapped pictures and who she was, but Han Seunghyuk assured the reporters that all the questions will be answered soon. Choyeong kept her head with a tight smiled as she walked side by side with the monster that obsesses her so much in early teen years.

The inauguration was long and horrendous for Choyeong. She was still recovering from that event at the bridge and giving too much attention for this monster himself, as his good luck charm.

"For God's sake, I'm so freaking tired of this horrendous event that I never seen of my life. I hate it, god." She hissed while rolling her eyes.

●◉◎◈◎◉●

At Jipuragi law firm

"What?! Since when she's being closer with Hanseok?! Oh no, it's not gonna happen but why she did this to us?!" Chayoung yelled while slamming a newspaper on the table.

"Wait! Hold on, Chayoung-ssi. I remember when she called me lately she did something to pretend being his lover so she could helping us and that's why she pretends she loses her memories with all of us." Daehyun explained.

"So that means Hanseok did druggies her and make her lost her memories. That bastard!! I'll never let him did to my baby sister." Chayoung hissed while rushing to take her handbag and went out before Vincenzo stopped her.

"Wait, chayoungaa, listen." He stood in front of her as he holds her shoulders gently.

"I think I might have something surprise to show you especially for our Choyeong so she'll love it of my plan-"

"To impress her!" Daehyun said in straightforward.

"What?!" Chayoung confused as she shocked of Daehyun's word.

"What? It just to impress her. What else?" Daehyun said innocently.

"Ohhh, so that means you fell in love, huh?" Chayoung smirked as Daehyun looked away from her to hide his blushing.

"So, could I meet her at least as she can remember me?" Chayoung asks in hope so she could finally meet her sister again.

"Sure but make sure you guys met privately so hanseok wouldn't caught her find out about you guys met together, alright?" Vincenzo advices her as she nods her head.

●◉◎◈◎◉●

At Hanseok's private mansion

Chayoung rubbed her wet hair with small towel on her hands after she finished her showering and she still wearing wardbore but suddenly her phone buzzes immediately on the nightstand.

She looks her phone as she got message notification from her sister.

Message: From Chayoung unnie
Chayoung: meet me at "Cha Cha Greenland" cafe on 7 pm, orite 😉😘

She giggled of her sister antics as she messages her back so she could meet her but how she ran away from this jail of his mansion even he has many guards to protect them especially her.

Or maybe she jumped from the window and ran away of the street so she could finds a cap in easier way. How genius!

●◉◎◈◎◉●

At "Cha Cha Greenland" cafe

Finally she got ran away only she wore all black dresses with basketball jacket, adidas crop top and jumpsuit so they couldn't recognize her easily with all dresses she wears right now.

She notices chayoung was sitting alone at their table with a soft smile on her face.

She walked towards her and hugged her as a long time they never met in a month ago.

『••✎••』
Time skip
『••✎••』

"You guys are planning to make a bloodbath for hanseok convention tomorrow?!" Choyeong asked in shock.

"As Park Joohyung aka mafia boss said, when you all get to Italy someday, you could help with the pig blood ritual." Chayoung smirked while sipping her americano.

"As I understand about the pig blood ritual, the definition is a family tradition of them until 1960s when rival family celebrated a boss's swearing in, we would pay them a visit." Choyeong explained.

"Wow no wonder you know all this stuff about mafia's tradition huh? I think you might be the mafia lady boss better than a lawyer and gangster." Chayoung impressed.

"And you'll stay tuned of our show tomorrow." She grinned.

"As I can't wait of that." They chuckled together.

To Be Continue~

━━━━━━♡♥♡━━━━━━

Chayoung teasing our daehyun's embarrassed about choyeong huh 🤭🤭

How much you guys think about Hanseong ships?

See you on next chapter soon!

Xoxo, Rachel 😘💋

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