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As you and your colleagues continued to work, the distinct voices outside the glass enclosure of the working offices reached your ears. Some interns and assistants were also busy with compling the forms data inside digital files.

You could hear Hansel's high-pitched chuckle, likely an attempt to impress their guests. You and Olive exchanged a knowing look. He is so obvious, now that he knows he can throw his weight around as the senior curator, attending  places with the boss esoecially to other countries, he bacame unbearable.

You so pleased that you got the new job,but Mr Hansen is still salty of your new position but he made sure he will keep you for a month to assist Hansel. They know your worth but not for senior positions.

Your fingers instinctively gripped a blue Manila folder as you recognized the deep, sultry  voice of the man who still makes your heart thump erratically.

This man, Kim Taehyung, is the one who will forever hold your heart. He is the father of your unborn child, but he might never know.

You sigh deeply as Olive and Laura watched yiu with concern. They know how sad you were a month ago after returning forcefully back to Denmark. How you loose out on the senior curatorship. You and Olive were back to square one, junior curators with all the admin and organizational hassles.

You must maintain your composure and ensure that your expression remains unreadable. No one at your workplace, except Olive and Laura, is aware that Taehyung is the 'dead' boyfriend. Even Mr. Hansen, out of curiosity, is aware that you lost your boyfriend in a so-called vehicle accident nearly five months ago.

It was almost time to leave work, but Mr. Hansen reminded the museum staff that those who would be working on the new project should stay and meet with the curators or museum owners who had come to the meeting.

Mr. Hansen treated them to a fantastic lunch at one of the 5-star hotels they had all booked.

It was nearly 5 p.m. when the curator teams visited the top floor with the flamboyant Mr. Hansen, which houses the conference rooms.
Unfortunately, they had to pass by the workspace where you are currently working.

The museum workers in the work office immediately focused their attention on the delegation from the participating museums/galleries.

Some of the young people's eyes were drawn to the gorgeous Mr. Kim, a young billionaire from Seoul. Some of the other young people were already familiar with him from his many trips to Denmark.

“I would like you to meet our delegates from the USA...senior curator Ms. Jessica Lee from the NYC museum, Mr. Kim Taehyung, owner of Kim Contemporary Art gallery in Seoul with his partner, Ms. Dilraba, Ms. Sophia Dubois from the Louvre in Paris, and Mr. Nils Sjöberg from the privately owned Galleri Magnus Kalsson,” Mr. Hansen said with a loud laugh, gesturing to the Danish crew. "They will be here for three days. So let us extend a warm welcome to them.

The Danish crew was standing there grinning broadly and clapping their hands. You simply smiled softly while standing just behind Olive. You would have been in Sweden by now, especially considering that Mr. Nils Sjöberg, the curator who is set to retire, was aware that you had already obtained the curator position 'unofficially.' However, Mr. Hansen used his techniques to force you to stay and work for another month. He knew about your work ethic and did not want you to leave Denmark for Sweden.

Mr. Sjöberg smirked, his slim posture, pepper-colored hair, and pale blue eyes beaming with delight as he noticed you. The panel at your last online interview introduced you to him.

Everyone seems really excited for the guest! Your gaze lingered on Taehyung, who stood regally with his hands in his pockets. When he is feeling quite confident, he has a natural habit of doing this. He stood there quietly, his gaze drifting over the Danish crew with a soft nod, until his eyes finally met your unreadable face.

His expressions were tough to read, too. Your breath got a bit heavy as you felt too uneasy to look at his striking good looks; even the Danish crew couldn’t help but stare at his presence. He was so hot, but you just stood there.

Fortunately, you had your trench coat and a long jersey dress on to discreetly cover your body from their calculated eyes. Your gaze then moved to a gorgeous Dilraba, who looked stunning in a designer pantsuit with the most expensive Bulgari jewelry to match her status as Taehyung's fiancée.

She was as composed as a queen consort. You have to acknowledge that they look fantastic together. Tall and imposing, they scream success and fame. Your heart sank as your eyes stung. You wish you could go home, sit in an aromatic bubble bath, and forget about the next three agonizing days.

When she saw you standing silently behind your table, surrounded by your peers, her eyes glowed with pride, making it obvious that she had won and you had lost.

With her eyebrows raised, Dilraba's eyes met yours smugly. She reviewed you from head to toe, and when her enormous eyes finally settled on your belly—which was clearly round and curved—through the opening of your coat, her eyes widened in utter disbelief. Her jaw dropped in amazement, and her fingers trembled on her Chanel purse as she leaned closer to Taehyung, who shifted his eyes from you to her with a frown. Dilraba wondered why his emotions had changed upon seeing you.

He totally missed the silent war because whenever he looked at you, it gave him this strange feeling, kind of like a dull ache in his chest. He was having difficulty understanding himself these days. It was as if a void had taken root inside of him.

When he saw his archenemy, Cha-young, standing so calmly behind her friends, something inside of him stirred, but it was unclear, as if he could not identify it, yet it was there. What was it about that girl that caused him to lose his calm?

She didn’t even blink at his intense stare; she just nodded politely when Mr. Hansen spoke to the crew. She was serene and graceful, completely unshaken by his and Dilraba's presence.

But suddenly the mood altered.

Noah walked in.

He wore a slight smirk on his face. His charm was unmistakably familiar to the people in the room. Your eyes widen as you look at your wrist. You forgot he told you that he'll be picking you up at 5:30pm. He wanted to take you to dinner at a new celebrity restaurant in the city.

Your staff member's eyes almost bulged out. They practically gasped as the whispers exploded.

Laura looked wide-eyed behind her as you just pursed your lips in a smirk. Mr. Hansen looked flabbergasted as he greeted Noah with a warm handshake.

Mr. Hansen, with a wide grinned,"Noah good to see you...what a surprise to see such a national hero in my humble museum."

The visitors were looking in awe at the aura the new visitor exudes.

Noah chuckled, his eyes sparkled, " Your PA directed me to this floor. I'm just here to pick up my girl."

In his hands was a giant bouquet with the most expensive white and pink peonies, lilies, and roses. The girls were swooning as Dilraba and Taehyung only looked at each other in surprise. Who was this?

The people in the room gasped as they all turned to the back, where Olive started to giggle. A celebrity is at the museum today. Every intern and assistant was trying to sneak a secret photo in.

You just smirk as your eyes lock with Noah. You quickly gathered your handbag and a file that Mr. Hansen asked you to go and work on. But you won't overwork yourself like before.

One staff intern was still shocked.

"Is that...Noah Larsen...our national footballer?"

He is hotter in person!

The museum educator whispers.

The men in the room all took his hand after Mr. Hansen turned to his guest. He waved at the group as he made his way back to where you stood , ignoring the gasps and stares. With his natural warmth, he greeted you with a soft, lingering hug and handed you the beautiful bouquet. You smiled up to him, practically getting teased by Olive and Laura, who stood there giggling.

"Are you ready, Cha? Or you're still busy with work." He asked softly in your ear while embracing you.

You smile, momentarily forgetting about the calculated stares from a certain couple.

"Yeah, Mr. Hansen knows that I've got an appointment...with Dr. Larsen. He didn't want me to get off this morning." You softly state.

Hansel was entering the doorway. "Oh, I didn't notice our special guest." He said in awe after noticing the soccer star with his arm around Cha-young's shoulder. Her belly was showing now.

Dilraba, who looked a little flabbergasted, leaned onto a grinning Mr. Hansen. "Sir...if I must ask, who is that?"

Hansel always grinned and said with his usual theatrical flair, his blue eyes beaming, "That, dear...is Denmark's national soccer hero...and our Cha-young's boyfriend."

Taehyung's breath suddenly hitched.

Boyfriend!

It hit him so suddenly as he frowned at the sudden feeling of loss, yearning, but more of confusion. He didn't understand why it hurt, but it did.

His eyes narrowed as he watched how Noah took Cha-youngs bag, gently guiding her towards the door. She waves at her awed colleagues, and they both greet Mr. Hansen, and you nod at the guests. Your eyes fleetingly meet Taehyung's inquiring ones.

You turn to Noah and smile up at him as you walk arm-in-arm out of the room. Noah held the door, kissed your forehead casually, and led you out of the building to his awaited sports car.

"What about an early dinner and a movie?" he said. "You sure need something soft. I can give you a foot massage after movie."

"Let me just go and refresh, making myself look presentable for our date. You can pick me up at 6:30." You smirk up at him as he sped out of the museum parking lot.

Noah truly came through for you in ways he'll never know.

When you got to your apartment, you saw notifications on your phone. Olive and Laura!

You kicked off your shoes at the door and slipped into your fluffy puppy slippers.

You failed Olive's number and put her on speaker while you
Place your flowers inside a crystal vase. Olive and Laura were in your shared office space. You could hear Laura in the background, just as stunned.

Olive sounded stunned. "Oh my word! Cha. Did you plan this?"

You chuckled lightly, "No, not that entrance, but this morning I've told Noah that my ex-fiancé and his new girlfriend will be coming to our offices mid-afternoon. And...we'll, he figured out the rest."

You heard, Laura interjected.

"Noah flexed his everything! His car, his fame, and his sweet care for you. We are melting. And it worked!"

You just chuckled, "Well, he does things differently. I'll see you guys tomorrow. I have a date..."

Olive whistled at the other side, "You go, girl! No more crying in the corner."

You just laughed," It's difficult but I will eventually moved on?"

Laura giggle," Your love rival looked stoked. Do you think they've noticed your condition?

You inhaled deeply," Oh she noticed. I'm waiting for her dramatic confrontation."

Olive laugh," I'm going to be the fly on the wall."

You couldn't tell them your real feelings. You were unable to express the extent of your inner turmoil upon seeing Taehyung after a month, standing beside the girl who harbored a deep animosity towards you. You ponder what her thoughts might have been when she noticed your round belly. She wondered if you were expecting a child with Noah or Taehyung when she saw your round belly.

Are you pregnant with Noah's or...Taehyung's baby?

You were just so grateful for Noah whose being a shining light in your darkness.

A/n : Taehyung is back in Denmark.

Thank you to all my faithful readers'. Your support and love always warms my heart.

1. Do you think Cha-young will be able to endure the couples presence?

2. Do you think Mr Hansen wants to sabotage her new job by keeping her at his museum?

3. Will Taehyung be able to keep his distance seeing Noah is now in the picture?

4. What do you think might possibly goes through Dilrabas mind?

5. Do you think Dilraba will confront Cha-young about her  pregnancy?