I can't believe what I just heard about the proposal, and I feel completely blindsided by you, Kai. How could you do this to me? You know how much I cared for Jungkook, and yet you went ahead and sent me your proposal anyway. It just doesn’t make sense to me. As I stood there, trying to process everything, Kai placed his hands on my shoulders and gave me a reassuring pat. "Hey, just take a deep breath. There's no need to freak out. I only sent you the proposal; I didn’t force you to accept it. If you’re not interested, just say no," he said calmly. I stared at him, completely bewildered by his nonchalant attitude.

I couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you hurt by this?" To my surprise, he let out a chuckle. "I was definitely hurt when Jungkook proposed to you in front of the entire school," he replied, and my jaw dropped in shock. "WHAT?! Are you serious?" I exclaimed, my mind racing. He nodded with a smile, and I could see a hint of sincerity in his eyes. "Yes, Heejin... I've loved you ever since the first time I laid eyes on you." His confession left me speechless, and I felt a whirlwind of emotions swirling inside me as I tried to make sense of everything happening around me.

We were at the coffee shop when he unexpectedly took my hands in his, and I lost my train of thought. I wanted to feel the same way about him, but my heart just wouldn't let me. It felt odd because I had always seen him as just a friend, and his sudden confession caught me off guard. He said, "I understand you're confused. I've spent years trying to win you over, and if you turn me down now, it would break my heart, but I'll respect your choice."

A wave of guilt washed over me as I thought about him. I couldn't quite put my finger on why I felt this way, but the idea of accepting his proposal began to take root in my mind. It seemed reasonable to give this relationship a chance, especially since I had been feeling so lost for a while. When I finally spoke the words that had been swirling in my head, I could see the shock on his face. "I am really ready to marry you," I declared, and the moment those words left my lips, I could almost hear the gasp that escaped him. We were sitting in a bustling café, and I suddenly became aware of the curious glances from the other patrons. He looked around, then turned back to me, his expression a mix of confusion and joy. "What... Heejin... Did you just say? You really want to... marry me?"

I nodded, feeling a rush of excitement and nervousness. "Yes, I am ready to marry you, Kai," I confirmed, and his reaction was immediate. He gasped, his eyes wide with disbelief, and then he took my hand, kissing it repeatedly as if he couldn't believe what was happening. I couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm; it was infectious. In that moment, all my doubts seemed to fade away, replaced by a sense of hope and possibility. It felt like a new chapter was beginning, one that I had longed for but never thought would come. The café around us faded into the background as we shared this intimate moment, and I realized that maybe this was the right decision after all.

Yet, in the back of my mind, I couldn't shake the feeling of waiting for Jungkook. If he truly wanted to be with me, he would have come back by now. Seven years had passed since he left, and I was tired of holding onto a memory that might never return. I felt a pang of guilt for even considering moving on, but I had to be realistic. Perhaps he had found someone else and started a new life, and here I was, still clinging to the past. It was time to let go and embrace the future with Kai, who was right in front of me, ready to share his life with me. I was ready to marry him and cherish every moment we had together, leaving the shadows of my past behind.

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"Hey Dad, how's everything with you?" I was on a video call with my father when he held up a sandwich, taking a big bite. I couldn't help but smile at the sight, and it sparked a conversation that drifted through various topics. "Did you just come back from somewhere?" he asked, and I simply nodded. "Yeah, I went to see Kai," I replied, and I could see his expression shift as he looked up at me, a hint of tension creeping into his features.

"What were you doing with him?" he questioned, his tone suddenly serious. I took a deep breath and replied, "We were talking about marriage. I've made my decision; I want to marry him." In an instant, his interest seemed to fade, and I could feel the weight of his disapproval. "I won't allow that," he stated firmly. Confused, I asked, "But why not?" The conversation hung in the air, filled with unspoken emotions and the challenge of differing perspectives.

"Dad, I’ve made up my mind to marry Kai. Why can’t you just accept that?". I felt a wave of frustration wash over me." You can’t just  walk away from the person you love the most" . I couldn’t help but scoff at his response. "The love of my life? The guy who chose someone else over me?" My dad let out a heavy sigh and rubbed his forehead, clearly feeling the weight of the conversation. He tried to reason with me, saying, “It’s not as simple as you think. I want you to marry a good man, Heejin, but don’t throw away your future with someone who isn’t right for you. You’ll be surrounded by people here, but with him, you might end up feeling alone. You know that he's an orpha-” I interrupted him, my voice firm, “I’m getting engaged to Kai, and that’s final.” With that, I ended the call, my head drooping in despair as the sound of my sobs filled the empty room.

As I reflected on the words I had spoken, my mind was flooded with memories of our time together. If he were here now, I wouldn't be facing the prospect of marrying someone else. I had just confided in my father about my desire to marry Kai, but the truth is, I feel completely unprepared for what lies ahead. The absence of Jungkook weighs heavily on my heart; I still long for him and the life we could have shared. If he were by my side, I would feel like the luckiest woman in the world. The pain of his betrayal lingers, and I can't help but think that if he hadn't cheated on me, I would be living a life filled with happiness.

Overwhelmed by my emotions, I buried my face in my pillow and let out a muffled scream, the sound barely escaping into the quiet of the night. Tears streamed down my face as I cried, feeling utterly alone. My mother didn’t even check on me for dinner, leaving me to wallow in my sorrow. I eventually managed to drift off to sleep, but deep down, I knew I wasn’t truly ready to face the reality of my situation. The night dragged on, and when I finally woke up, hunger drove me to the kitchen. However, the first thing that caught my eye was our prom picture, a snapshot of a moment that felt like a lifetime ago.

In the photo, I stood next to Jungkook, who was gazing at me with such intensity that it made my heart ache. His hand rested gently on my waist, and I could see the love shining in his eyes, a stark contrast to the emptiness I felt now. I was smiling brightly for the camera, but all I could think about was how much I missed him. "If only you were here with me," I whispered to the empty room, feeling the weight of my longing. With that thought lingering in my mind, I stepped out of my room, hoping to find something to eat that might distract me from the heartache.

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The following morning, I woke up to the uncomfortable sensation of swollen eyes and puffy, red lips. I couldn't help but wonder, "Did I really cry that much?" Lost in my thoughts, I was suddenly jolted back to reality by a knock on the door. "Heejin, get ready! Kai is here to pick you up," came the voice from outside. Without wasting a moment, I rushed to the bathroom to prepare myself. Once I was ready, I stepped out and spotted Kai, looking sharp in his outfit. I greeted him with a smile, and he returned it, though there was a hint of concern in his eyes.

"Did you cry?" he asked, and I quickly shook my head, trying to play it cool. "No, why do you ask?" He gave me a knowing look, clearly unconvinced. "It's pretty obvious," he replied, and I felt a nervous smile creep onto my face. "Hehe... I just missed my dad," I admitted, but he wasn't buying it. "Liar... You cried for him, didn't you?" I looked down, feeling a wave of shame wash over me. "Okay, how about this: we get married and move to Seoul to confront him. What do you think?" I immediately shook my head. "I hate Seoul. I never want to go there." He nodded, understanding my feelings, and urged me to come outside since we had engagement shopping to do. Before we left, I sent a quick text to my father: "I'm going shopping for my engagement. Wish me luck." His response hit me hard: "I wish you good luck... but I'm not coming to your engagement. I have work to do." A tear slipped down my cheek, but I quickly wiped it away and stepped outside, trying to push my emotions aside.

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"Hey Jungkook, this is our company's manager, Park Dong Wook," my grandpa said with a warm smile. I reached out to shake Dong Wook's hand, feeling a bit nervous. He had come to deliver some important documents to my grandpa, and in the process, he took a moment to introduce himself to me. Right now, our company was in a bit of a transition since we were without a CEO, and I was just three days away from stepping into that role myself. Dong Wook had been with my grandpa for around thirty years, and he was the go-to person for everything, including knowing all the bank account passwords. He was like a behind-the-scenes hero, managing the company quietly and efficiently, almost like a secret agent.

As I sat with my grandpa, sipping tea, he encouraged me to leave my current job, where I was just an ordinary employee. I nodded, focused on writing my resignation letter on my laptop when Dong Wook entered the room with the file. It felt strange to be joining my grandpa's company without my dad by my side. He had passed away six years ago after battling cancer, and life without him had been incredibly tough. Thankfully, many people who knew my dad well encouraged me to take his place in the company. I needed to support myself and my family, so stepping into this role seemed like the best option. After working there for six years and establishing my own reputation, the sudden shift to CEO felt overwhelming.

The transition from a middle-class lifestyle to living in a mansion was a big change for me, and everything felt so unfamiliar. Although I had lived in a mansion before with my grandma, I hadn’t been back since the argument between my grandpa and dad. Those memories often came flooding back, making this whole situation feel even weirder. Now, I was about to take on a significant responsibility, and the thought of it was both exciting and daunting. I knew I had to adapt quickly, but the weight of my father's absence and the new expectations were heavy on my shoulders.

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With just two days remaining until my engagement, I can't help but feel a little sad that my father isn't here to share this special moment with me. As I stood in front of the mirror, brushing my hair, I let out a deep sigh, lost in my thoughts. I had picked out a truly beautiful dress for the occasion, and I even chose a ring that I absolutely love. Kai, my fiancé, wanted to buy me so many more things to make me happy, but I decided to keep it simple and declined his offers.

We had a wonderful time together, enjoying ice cream from our favorite ice cream shop and having dinner at a lovely restaurant. Kai is such a gentleman and treats me with so much kindness; I feel really lucky to have him in my life. As I think about our future together, I can't help but hope that we will create a happy life filled with love and joy. I sighed and decided to sleep.

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The atmosphere was buzzing with excitement as everyone hurried to get things ready for a special occasion. Today marked the first day of the new CEO at our company, and it felt like a big deal. Just yesterday, Jeon Seojoon had announced that his grandson, Jeon Jungkook, would be taking over as the CEO of Jeon Enterprises. With all the preparations underway, bouquets of flowers were being set up, and employees were lining up in neat rows to welcome the new leader.

As the second main manager, I found myself in a bit of a tricky situation. Even though I held a significant title, I didn’t have a specific role that set me apart from the other employees, so I felt like just another face in the crowd. I took charge of organizing the rows of both girls and boys, making sure everyone was in the right place. Once that was done, I positioned myself next to one of my colleagues, ready to greet Jungkook as he arrived and to be part of this exciting new chapter for our company.

Wait jungkook.... Why does it sounds so familiar. I was arranging myself in the row with employee when suddenly a secretary came to me with a smile.

"The company manager needed to be alongside the secretary, Mr. Lee." I felt a bit embarrassed, holding the bouquet in my hand as I waited for our new CEO to arrive on his first day. "With all our hearts, we welcome our new CEO, Mr. Jeon Jungkook," the secretary  announced. As the applause erupted around me, I accidentally let the bouquet slip from my grasp, and it tumbled to the floor. Jeon Jungkook....... He's here... He had a smile on his face.

A smile spread across his face, and I found it hard to believe that I was standing in front of my daughter's ex-boyfriend at that moment. He walked into the room, and just then, the employee beside me nudged me with her elbow, prompting me to hand him the bouquet I was holding. He seemed to freeze in place when he saw me, and we exchanged a handshake. "Welcome to the company, Mr. Jeon," I said, trying to keep my composure. He nodded hesitantly, and I followed him into his office, accompanied by the secretary. My heart raced, and my hands shook uncontrollably. Tomorrow was my daughter's engagement, and here I was, face-to-face with her former boyfriend. It felt surreal, like a scene from a movie. Lost in my thoughts, I suddenly realized we had entered his office, where the secretary was busy explaining the meetings and schedules of the company.

After a while, he instructed us to leave the room, but just as I was about to step out, I heard my name being called. "Mr. Lee... Not you," he said, and I found myself standing in front of him, unable to muster the courage to meet his gaze. He was the reason my daughter was making such a questionable decision today, and the weight of that realization hung heavily in the air. "How are you, Mr. Lee?" he asked, his voice tinged with desperation. I could only nod in response, managing to stammer out a weak, "F-fine." The tension in the room was palpable, and I could see him wiping the sweat from his forehead, clearly uncomfortable with the situation.

"And W-what about her?" he finally managed to ask, his words hanging in the air like an unspoken question that needed answering. Those few words carried so much weight, and I could feel the gravity of the moment pressing down on me. It was as if he was searching for some kind of reassurance or perhaps even forgiveness for what had transpired between them. I stood there, grappling with my emotions, torn between my protective instincts as a father and the reality of my daughter's choices. The atmosphere was thick with unspoken feelings, and I knew that this encounter would linger in my mind long after I left the room.

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"How are you, Mr. Lee?" I inquired, trying to keep my voice steady. He responded with a simple, "I am fine." After a brief pause, I gathered the courage to ask about her, my heart racing with uncertainty. "And what about her...?" I hesitated, the weight of my question hanging in the air. His next words shattered my composure completely. "S-she is fine too and... Happily engaged." My heart sank as I processed what he had just said. Was she really engaged? Why hadn’t she waited for me? She had promised to wait, no matter how long it took, and now I was left wondering what had changed. Did she truly forget about me? Was I just a fleeting memory to her?

After a moment of silence, I felt a heavy stone settle in my chest, and I finally mustered the strength to ask, "With whom?" The answer that followed was like a dagger to my heart. "With Kai." The name echoed in my mind, amplifying my feelings of betrayal and confusion. How could she move on so quickly? I had thought we shared something special, something that would last, but now it felt like I was nothing more than a passing phase in her life. The realization that she had chosen someone else over me was unbearable, and I couldn't help but feel lost in a whirlwind of emotions, questioning everything I thought I knew about our relationship.

"She never truly had feelings for Kai, so how could she possibly get involved with him?". I shot him a pained look when he answered me. "I'll discuss this later, Mr. Jeon. I have things to take care of." With that, he walked away, leaving me to wrestle with my own thoughts. It was hard to believe that she genuinely thought I had betrayed her all these seven years. If only she could grasp the reasons behind my actions, maybe she would see things differently.

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Tomorrow was supposed to be the day of my engagement, but it has been postponed because Kai had some urgent cases to handle. I had already taken a month off from work, and now it was his turn to request leave. Unfortunately, the judge assigned him several tasks that he needed to complete before he could officially take time off. As a result, my engagement has been pushed back by a week, and here I am, sitting alone in my room, lost in thought. I can't help but wonder why this is happening. Is there a particular reason for the delay? It feels like every time I try to get closer to Kai, something intervenes, pulling us apart.

It's not that Kai isn't a great guy; in fact, I really like him, and my mother does too. My father is on board with the engagement as well and was even planning to attend our wedding. Yet, despite all this support, I can't shake the feeling that something isn't right. The anticipation of the engagement was supposed to be exciting, but instead, I find myself feeling anxious and uncertain. I can't help but question whether this delay is a sign of something deeper, something that might affect our future together. The more I think about it, the more I realize that fate seems to have its own plans, and I'm left wondering what those plans might be for me and Kai.

Kai came over to my house not too long ago, and we had a really great time together. I could tell he noticed I was feeling down about the delay in my engagement, but he really knew how to lift my spirits. We decided to visit my favorite ice cream shop, a place that brought back memories of when Jungkook used to take me there. It’s strange how my mind keeps drifting back to him, even now. After the ice cream, Kai surprised me by taking me shopping, encouraging me to pick out my favorite things. He even fed me some of the food himself, which made me laugh for the first time in ages. It was such a refreshing feeling, and for a moment, it felt like Jungkook was back in my life.

Despite the joy of the day, I couldn’t shake off the memories of Jungkook. It’s been seven long years since we parted ways, and now I’m on the verge of getting married. I find myself wishing that I could forget him as easily as he seems to have forgotten me. I want to be completely devoted to my future husband, but these lingering thoughts of Jungkook make it difficult. I keep praying for the strength to move on and to fully embrace this new chapter in my life. I just hope that one day, I can look back on those memories without feeling a pang of sadness.

As I gazed into the mirror, I began to take off my jewelry, each piece reminding me of moments long gone. When I reached for my earrings, my hands froze as memories flooded back, pulling me into the past. I could almost hear Jungkook's playful voice echoing in my mind, teasing me about my earrings. "Give that back, Jungkook!" I had exclaimed, but he just laughed, refusing to return them. "No way! I'm going to keep your earrings as part of my collection, so when you come to my house after we get married, you won't have any jewelry left!" he had shouted, sprinting down the beach with a mischievous grin. I chased after him, half-laughing, half-annoyed. "So, you're not going to buy me a new pair?" I had called out, only to collide with him as he abruptly stopped.

In that moment, I found myself pressed against his chest, his arms wrapping around me protectively. My hair fell loose around my shoulders, and as he tucked a stray strand behind my ear, I felt a rush of warmth flood my cheeks. "I promise to give you every happiness in the world, Lee Heejin," he had whispered, his gaze intense as he held my chin and drew me closer. "You'll be so overwhelmed that you'll beg me to stop, but trust me, this Jungkook will never stop showing you how much I love you." His lips brushed against my forehead, and his hands rested on my bare waist, making my heart race with a mix of affection and excitement. Those moments felt so vivid, and as I stood there, I couldn't help but smile at the memories, even as I removed the last of my jewelry.

Ugh!! I really wish I could just forget about him. Right now, the only person that matters to me is Kai. I have no idea who Jungkook is, and honestly, I don't even care to find out. Please, God, help me move on and erase him from my mind.

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At that moment, Lee Daehee was seated in his office, working through his night shift. He was focused on his tasks when a sudden craving for coffee struck him. Deciding to take a break, he headed to the kitchen to pour himself a steaming cup. As he sipped the rich brew, his mind wandered to the unfinished work waiting for him. He contemplated whether it might be better to head back to his apartment instead. The unexpected encounter with Jungkook earlier that day had left him feeling flustered and distracted. It was hard for him to shake off the surprise of seeing someone who seemed so ordinary suddenly elevated to the position of CEO.

While enjoying his coffee, Daehee was startled by a noise coming from Jungkook's office. At first, he brushed it off, thinking it was nothing important. However, when he heard the sound again, he felt compelled to investigate. It sounded like someone was rummaging through drawers, and curiosity got the better of him. Just as he was about to open the door, he overheard a conversation on the phone. The voice on the other end was reassuring someone, saying, "No boss, I saw him sitting in his office, don't worry he's alone." The speaker continued, "Yes, I am doing this work secretly, boss, don't worry." Daehee felt a surge of intrigue and moved closer, but the person speaking had their face covered , leaving him with more questions than answers.

He was desperate to catch a glimpse of the masked figure who had entered the CEO's office to retrieve the file. As he stepped closer, their eyes locked for a brief moment, causing Lee Daehee to lose his grip on the coffee mug he was holding, which shattered on the floor. Panic surged through him, and before he could process what was happening, he bolted for the exit, his heart racing as he fled for his life. He dashed out of the building, jumped into his car, and sped away towards his apartment, adrenaline coursing through his veins.

Meanwhile, the man who had been pursuing him only caught sight of Lee's car as it sped off into the distance. Frustration washed over him, and he muttered to himself, "Yeah... I lost him." Those words hung in the air as he stood there, realizing that his chance to complete his mission had slipped away. The tension of the moment lingered, leaving him with a sense of defeat as he contemplated his next move.

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As I settled into my office on my third day at the company, I was busy sifting through various files. I had taken the time to familiarize myself with the roles of everyone in the office, and I discovered that Mr. Lee was the operations manager. To my surprise, he managed his responsibilities without an assistant, which seemed quite challenging, especially considering his age. Concerned for his well-being, I decided it would be wise to arrange for a bodyguard to support him. Meanwhile, Ms. Samantha was at my side, helping me navigate through the lists of secretaries. I instructed her to find a suitable secretary for me and to ensure that Mr. Lee had a bodyguard in place. Although the bodyguard was set to start that day, my own secretary had yet to be arranged. As we discussed work matters, Ms. Samantha requested some time off, and I advised her to inform Mr. Lee on her way out.

A little while later, I heard a gentle knock on my office door. Mr. Lee peeked in, seeking permission to enter. I stood up and greeted him with a respectful bow before inviting him in. "You don’t need to ask for my permission, Mr. Lee. We’ve known each other for years," I reassured him. He paused for a moment, contemplating my words before responding, "I prefer to keep our professional relationship intact, so it’s best if we maintain this formality, Mr. Jeon. After all, you are the CEO." I shook my head, feeling that the distance he was trying to maintain was unnecessary.

"I understand your perspective, but it feels odd to be addressed so formally," I replied, still standing while he remained seated. "I think it would be more comfortable if I asked the others of your generation to call me by my first name as well. What do you think?" I wanted to create a more relaxed atmosphere between us, as I believed it would foster better communication and collaboration. Mr. Lee seemed to consider my suggestion, and I hoped that by breaking down these barriers, we could work together more effectively in the future.

We talked about some additional subjects just as he was getting ready to leave, but my next statement made him pause. "Oh, and Mr. Lee, I've set up a security guard for you. He'll begin his duties starting tomorrow." Mr. Lee took a step back, looking surprised. "But why, Mr. Jeon? I really don’t need one." i stood up from his chair and walked over, placing a reassuring hand on Mr. Lee's shoulder. "Trust me, you do need one, and he’s already at your apartment." With a friendly smile, I exited the office, leaving Mr. Lee in a state of bewilderment.

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It was a dark night when I was driving back to my apartment, and I couldn't shake off the uneasy feeling that had settled in my chest. My heart raced as if it were trying to escape from my rib cage, and the air inside the car felt thick and stifling. After what felt like an eternity, I finally pulled into the parking lot of my apartment complex. As I stepped out of the car, I felt an overwhelming sense of dread wash over me, as if I were a massive vehicle barreling down the street. Just as I was about to make my way to the entrance, a huge car came out of nowhere and smashed into mine, leaving me in a state of shock. Instinct kicked in, and I sprinted toward my apartment, slamming the door shut behind me.

I leaned against the door, trying to catch my breath, my mind racing with thoughts of the robber I had encountered the previous night. It felt like he was somehow tracking me down, and the fear was almost suffocating. As I stepped further into my apartment, I was startled to see a figure in the kitchen, seemingly preparing dinner. My heart skipped a beat, but then I recognized the familiar face. "Daehyun?" I exclaimed, surprised to see my neighbor. He turned around with a warm smile, and I felt a wave of relief wash over me. "Daehee, you're back!" he said cheerfully. I quickly asked him what he was doing in my apartment, and he simply replied, "I’m your bodyguard." Overwhelmed with gratitude, I rushed over and hugged him tightly, feeling the comfort of his presence. "I really needed someone right now," I admitted. Daehyun smiled back and suggested I freshen up while he finished making breakfast, and I nodded, feeling a little more at ease as I headed to my room.

I shared all the details with Daehyun about the chaos at the company, explaining how I witnessed a thief attempting to steal crucial files from the CEO and how I managed to escape the situation. To my relief, Daehyun listened attentively, nodding in understanding as I recounted the events. At that moment, we were also chatting with Heejin, who was expressing her concerns about Daehyun's health. "He doesn't even take care of himself, Uncle. He's going to get weak," she complained. Daehyun responded with a warm smile, reassuring her, "Princess, don’t worry. I’m here now. If anything happens, I’ll take responsibility. Just focus on taking care of yourself."

After Heejin insisted that Daehyun exchange numbers with her, he complied, and she thanked him, saying, "Now I can ask about you 24/7." Their laughter filled the room, but I found myself lost in thought, reflecting on the whirlwind of events in my life. Later that night, I took some time to write everything down in my diary, a nightly ritual that helped me process my thoughts and feelings. I carefully locked it away in my personal locker before finally drifting off to sleep, hoping for a calmer day ahead.

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I had invested so much effort into the company that I simply couldn't allow the thief to get away with anything. Determined to protect what I had worked for, I made the decision to follow him discreetly. Although I typically worked night shifts, I found myself unable to go to the office due to my fear for my safety. There was a security guard stationed outside every night, which meant that the robbers had to be clever in their approach. This is why only one man would show up at a time, and he always kept his face hidden.

To avoid being recognized as a night shift employee, I would dress in security attire when I went to the office, allowing me to blend in while I completed my work during the day. I even considered confiding in Jungkook about the situation, but I hesitated. My commitment to the company was strong, and I felt that I couldn't just stand by and let this situation unfold without taking action. The thought of losing everything I had worked for pushed me to stay vigilant and find a way to confront the issue head-on.

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I knocked on Jungkook's office door and he welcomed me inside. He seemed eager to discuss my daughter, but I felt conflicted since she is already engaged. I really don’t want Jungkook to find out about her engagement because I fear he might interfere and spoil her happiness. Instead, I attempted to shift the conversation to the ongoing issue with the burglar who breaks into the company every night searching for a file, but Jungkook seemed unable to grasp the seriousness of the situation. I was particularly concerned about him being around Heejin, especially since she is going through such a significant time in her life. Heejin mentioned to me that her engagement has been postponed due to some legal matters at the court, which adds to my worries.

As I stepped into his office, I noticed he was engaged in a phone conversation. He gestured for me to take a seat, and I settled into the chair positioned in front of him. Without hesitation, he ended the call and turned his full attention toward me. "I hope you have some good news today, Mr. Lee. I trust you kept your promise," he said, his tone expectant. I let out a sigh, fully aware of the promise he was referring to, and I felt a wave of disappointment wash over me. I wanted to apologize for not being able to fulfill that promise, as I wasn't ready for him to meet her just yet. I shook my head and replied, "I think we should keep things professional, Mr. Jeon." His sad nod made me feel a pang of guilt.

I took a deep breath, knowing I needed to address something serious. "Actually, I wanted to discuss an important matter with you." He nodded, his expression shifting to one of focus as he prepared to listen. "Every time I have a night shift, I notice a man lurking around the company. He seems to break down and tries to rummage through your lockers and drawers. I don’t recognize him, and he always hides his face. I overheard him on the phone, talking to someone about searching for a specific file." My explanation was abruptly interrupted when I noticed a laser beam aimed at my chest. I glanced at Jungkook, who was already aware of the danger. In a split second, I was shoved from my chair and landed on the floor, realizing that Jungkook had pushed me out of harm's way. I saw him wince in pain, his arm injured from the gunshot that had been meant for me.

As the sound of shattering glass echoed through the office, chaos erupted as people rushed in to witness the shocking scene of their boss being shot from outside. I felt a rush of adrenaline as I scrambled to my feet and hurried to Jungkook's side, helping him into the chair. Just as I was about to call for an ambulance, a man burst in with medical personnel. "Dong Wook..." Jungkook murmured, clearly in distress. "Ahh... it hurts." The man, Dong Wook, was masked and had collided with me before rushing to Jungkook's side. "Thank goodness I was nearby when I heard your window break; I brought the doctors with me," Dong Wook explained as they quickly began to attend to take him to the ambulance.

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With only two days remaining until our engagement, I found myself sitting in a café, sipping on a cup of coffee. I had taken a break from my usual responsibilities, leaving the court behind for a moment, but instead of feeling productive, I was just overwhelmed by boredom. It struck me how much I missed Jungkook's presence; he always had a way of brightening my day and making me laugh, especially during those moments when I was upset or silent. His ability to lift my spirits was something I cherished deeply.

I recalled a particular night when I was at his house, eagerly waiting for him to arrive. It was late, around 11 PM, and I was feeling frustrated as I sat on the couch, dressed in a short royal blue dress, hugging a pillow tightly. Jungkook had promised to come home early so we could go on a date, but he was running late, and my irritation was growing. Just as I was about to lose hope, I heard the door creak open. When I turned to look, there he was, approaching me with those familiar small steps. I buried my face in the pillow, not wanting to engage, but he came closer, wrapping his arms around me and swaying us gently. "Babyy... I'm sorry. I got caught up with assignments, you know how it is," he said, trying to coax me out of my mood.

A smile crept onto my face as I remembered how he would always find a way to make things right, even when I was upset. I turned my head away, but he playfully insisted on getting my attention, trying to kiss me despite my protests. I couldn't help but laugh, even as I playfully hit him and shouted about our plans. He kissed me again, and suddenly, my annoyance melted away, replaced by a smile. In a playful move, he lifted me over his shoulder and carried me off to his room, teasingly saying, "I know my baby forgives me." As I reminisced about that moment, a chuckle escaped my lips, but it quickly faded into a sigh. "I'm again  thinking of him," I murmured to myself as I grabbed my car keys and stepped out of the café, ready to face whatever came next.

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EE DAEHEE

I let out a heavy sigh as I stood in front of the imposing Jeon Enterprises building. The weight of the situation pressed down on me; I was acutely aware that my life was at risk, yet I felt compelled to act for the sake of the company. I had invested so much time and effort into this place, and I couldn't allow it to be destroyed by someone else's greed. Clad in my security uniform, I discreetly adjusted the small hidden camera tucked into my shirt pocket, ensuring it remained out of sight. Taking a deep breath and invoking a silent prayer, I steeled myself and stepped through the entrance, fully aware that the threat was still lurking within.

As I moved cautiously through the halls, I could sense the tension in the air, knowing that the person I was after was in the director's office. I could hear his frustrated voice echoing through the room, cursing and mocking Jungkook, who was unable to defend himself due to the bullet wound in his arm. "Where the heck is that file? You think you're so clever, Jeon Jungkook, hiding it from me!" he spat, his anger palpable. My heart raced as I recorded every word, knowing that this evidence was crucial. He was determined to find the file, and I could only imagine the chaos that would ensue if he succeeded. As he rifled through the drawers, I realized that he had been systematically searching the entire office for days, which explained the malfunctioning CCTV cameras. I had to act quickly; time was running out, and Jungkook's safety depended on it.

I could hear him swearing loudly as I cautiously peeked through the door, my hidden camera capturing every word and action. He was wearing a mask, and his long hair obscured his eyes, making it difficult to see his face clearly. "I NEED THIS COMPANY UNDER ME SO BADLY!" he shouted, causing me to gasp in shock. In my panic, I stepped back, accidentally knocking over a vase that shattered loudly on the floor. Realizing the danger I was in, I quickly dashed to my office and locked the door behind me, keeping the lights off to avoid drawing his attention. I secured the door and rushed to my computer, relieved to find that the recording was still active.

I had confided in Daehyun about all my plans, even warning him that if I didn’t make it home that night, he should assume the worst. Taking a deep breath, I began to focus on my work, saving every file on my desktop and preparing to send them to Jungkook. These files contained crucial recordings of various individuals engaged in suspicious activities around the office. I was moving quickly, desperate to get the information to Jungkook as soon as possible. I knew I was taking a huge risk by staying, but leaving the building didn’t seem safe either. Just as I was about to hit the send button, I felt a sudden grip around my neck, yanking me back against the wall.

I was caught off guard as he began to choke me, and all I could see were his piercing eyes, which seemed oddly familiar. "What do you think, I wouldn't notice, Lee Daehee?" he taunted with a sinister laugh. My heart raced as he declared, "It's time for you to leave this world, you bastard." Before I could react or even scream for help, I felt the cold metal of a gun pressed against my head. The world around me seemed to freeze as he pulled the trigger, and the sound echoed in my ears like a haunting bell tolling my fate.

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SNEAK PEAK

I can't believe what I just heard. My heart sank as the phone slipped from my fingers, hitting the floor with a dull thud. I had just called Uncle Daehyun to invite him to my engagement tomorrow, filled with excitement and anticipation, but instead, he dropped the bombshell that my father had passed away last night. At first, I thought it was some kind of sick joke; I never imagined he would say something like that. "Uncle, this isn't funny. Please just let me talk to Dad; he’s not answering my calls," I pleaded, my voice trembling with disbelief. But then I heard the pain in his voice as he repeated the words, "He really died." The gravity of the situation began to sink in, and I felt a wave of denial wash over me. "I can't accept this," I insisted, but Uncle Daehyun's voice was urgent and filled with sorrow. "You have to believe me, Heejin. I need you here, but it has to be just you; your mother won’t be able to handle seeing him like this." I felt a surge of determination as I stood up from my chair, my mind racing. "I’m on my way," I said, knowing that I had to face this heartbreaking reality.

I barged into the company without bothering to ask for permission, and the receptionist attempted to stop me, but her efforts were in vain. Once I entered, I made my way to the employee section and shouted at the top of my lungs, "WHO IS RESPONSIBLE FOR MY FATHER'S DEATH?" My anger boiled over, and I began to hurl objects around the room in a fit of rage. "WHERE IS THE CEO? I WILL SUE ALL OF YOU, AND I WILL CALL THE POLICE TO HAVE YOU ARRESTED! YOU ARE ALL GUILTY OF MY FATHER'S MURDER!" My uncle Daehyun tried to restrain me, but I was too far gone in my fury to listen. After a few moments of chaos, the CEO finally emerged from his office, looking startled and concerned. "Jungkook..." i said, my  voice barely above a whisper.

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