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Today is the day that Noah and I will be moving into our new home. It still sounds weird to call it a home but I guess we'll get used to it with time. Jimin dropped me off before he went to work. He was really worried and reluctant to let us move in into a stranger's house but I needed to do it. First, for Noah and my family and second, I signed a contract. The agreement had been made legal and it is clearly stated there that if one of us fail to do our part, we are expected to pay a huge sum of money which I clearly do not have.

I had very few things with me. It was mostly Noah's things that I packed. Some of my things are still at Jimin's. I'll need to go back and get them maybe later when he's back from work. Namjoon greeted me at the front door and invited me inside the house, showing me around. Although it was not my first time seeing it, I still can't believe that he has lived here by himself. It is very spacious and did not look like someone lived here at all. There were no pictures of family or friends in the living room, just pieces of art and modern artworks to decorate the rooms. The kitchen looked too clean like it's never been used.

"This is going to be your room." Namjoon opened a door for us and I peeked inside, seeing a double sized bed in the middle of the room, a vanity across a huge window that ran from ceiling to ceiling. "The bathroom is in here. I asked the helpers to fill it up with the things you might need. If there are things that I missed, please tell me so I can ask someone to get them for you."

"No, it's okay. I think we're going to be fine. Thank you." I gave him a small smile and he mirrored me.

"Well, I guess that's it for the house tour. Anything else you want to ask me?" He looked at me, hands nervously clasped together.

"Being married in paper, does that mean I'm also obligated to join you in any public meetings, like parties?" I asked. I was worried that I would see Jiyoung there and he'll know for sure why I am with Namjoon. He will definitely try to rub it in my face that we don't belong together.

"Yes, it's part of the agreement." He replied. By the look on his face, I think he already knows the reason why I'm asking such an obvious question, "You're worried we might run into that asshole of an ex-husband of yours?"

My eyes shot up to his face and away from the window view. He moved his hands into his jean's back pockets, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't talk about him that way.."

"No, it's fine and you're not wrong. He is an asshole." I smiled at him, "As much as I want to curse him, he's still the father of my child so please try not to call him that around Noah."

"Of course." He said and we both smiled. He then looked around, just realizing that he didn't see me come with Noah. "By the way, you didn't come with him?"

"He's spending time with my brother. He will drop him off here later in the evening." I told Namjoon and just then the doorbell rang. Namjoon looked behind his back and turned to me again. "It's here. You hungry?"

He went downstairs first and I followed after as soon as I replaced the bedsheets with Noah's favorite blanket. I stood on the landing of the stairs and saw him eating alone, his back towards me. He looked so lonely. Has he been living like this the whole time?

He noticed me when he glanced over his shoulder. "I was hungry so I ordered food. I ordered jajjangmyun for you too."

I made my way towards him, staring at the plates of side dishes that he got delivered. "Have you always been eating like this?"

"You mean ordering out?" He raised his head to look at me, "Well, yeah. I have no one to cook for me. I don't want to hire a cook. I prefer this kind of meal instead of those fancy culinary shit with difficult names."

I nodded my head and he sent me a smile, unaware that he looked ridiculous with black sauce around his mouth. "I'm not the best at cooking but I can cook some edible food."

"Great. I can save some money." He spoke and then focused on chewing the food in his mouth.

"Somehow, I'm not convinced that you want to save money. You have eight luxury cars in your underground garage." I replied. He took me there while he was showing me the house and I can say that his garage is the most impressive part of the house. It's practically a hotel for cars.

"But then, I shouldn't be surprised anymore. I know you can afford it." I added, sitting down across him on the table that looked almost brand new.

"They're not just luxury cars. My cars are very important to me. They are like my children." He spoke with such pride that I can't decide if he's serious or joking around. Although, I know that it's not practical. "By the way, I need to talk to you about some stuff."

"Stuff?" I reiterated, what does he mean by stuff?

"Just want to give you a heads up. I, sometimes, don't come home for days or even weeks." He said with a serious tone after he finished his food. "If that happens, don't report me as a missing person. I'm probably just with my friends or doing something.. uh, important."

I looked at him and he avoided my eyes. "Something important.. okay."

"And I don't want anyone to enter my room." He finishes his food, wiping the corner of his mouth with a napkin. Namjoon looks at me, "That rule must never be broken. I'm a very private person."

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"Mommy! Chim said you got married to someone ugly!" Noah came running towards me, his eyes are red and puffy. I sent a glare at Jimin and he just shrugged his shoulders.

"It's better to tell him the truth, Hera. He's going to find out eventually.. that he's ugly," Jimin said, staring down at me as I kneel on the floor to wipe Noah's tears.

"Is it true?" He sobbed, biting his lower lip in an attempt to stop himself from sobbing. "I only want Mommy with Daddy."

My gaze softened as I wipe the tears from Noah's cheek. I'm afraid to tell him that Jiyong and I are not getting back together. "Baby, he's nice. He'll be good to you and Mommy so stop crying."

Jimin took Noah to the living room and distracted him with the TV while Jungkook and I remained in the kitchen to talk. "You still haven't told him that his Dad is an asshole?"

"He's a child, Jungkook. He's too young to understand." I told him as we both watch him slowly falling asleep with Jimin. "How are things at home? And Mom? Is she okay?"

"Since you ranaway from the wedding she didn't have any face to show anyone. She just stays in the house." Jungkook said and it saddened me, knowing my mother is having a difficult time because of my selfish decision. "But it's not your fault. It's Dad's. If he hadn't–"

"He's gone, Jungkook. Blaming him wouldn't help in this situation." I softened his hardened fist with my own hand. Jungkook has hated our  father ever since our company went down. He had it rougher than us. "Are you still going to school?"

"What's the point?" Jungkook released a deep sigh. "Our family name is ruined. I wouldn't get a job even if I graduated."

"I'm doing my best to get you in school. I've taken multiple jobs to support you." I didn't mean to sound like I was pressuring him but I couldn't help it. I was angry and he shrugged it away.

"You don't have to." He said nonchalantly and then changing the subject. "By the way, your new husband looks like he's loaded. How old is he anyway?"

"He's 27." I replied. He shot me a wide eyed look. "What?"

"You didn't tell me he was that young?" Jungkook looked genuinely surprised by the fact. "I was thinking like he's at least 35. You hit the jackpot, sis."

"That's not the point." I grabbed him by his ear and he writhed in agony. He began to beg me to release him. "I'll only let you go if you promise to go back to school."

"I promise!" He exclaimed and, as promised, I let go of his reddened ear. "Ah, my ear.."

"I swear sometimes you sound so mature but you're really just a kid." I sighed, shaking my head. "But thank you for spending time with Noah today. He needed that."

"I'll always be here for Noah. We are still family. You know that." Jungkook spoke and my heart was filled with happiness, knowing that Noah won't be lonely. I know that I can't ever fill the spot that Jiyong left.