Episode 9

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Jennie's POV

The beats of my heart were insanely fast, made me questioned myself why does my chest still not explode?

The two adults across me giving me a look like they were judging me whether I'm good enough for their daughter.

But they chose me for their daughter, right? Mrs Manoban looked at me with a sweet warm smile held on her lips.

While Mr Manoban exchanged glances between me and Lisa with a mischievous smirk.

Lisa glared on her father in front of us with an uninterest expression curved on her beauty.

I tilted down my head to let the eyes of mine stared the untouched spaghetti bolognese.

All of sudden I interested with the fingers more than with the dinner.

“Jennie?” A quiet voice belonged to the person next to me, calling out for my name.

But my body still won't move and the beats of my heart didn't have the intention to slow down.

Why do I feel so nervous?! Of course, you are honey, your parent's in-law is sitting literally in front you!’

Someone poked me on the shoulder, shook me out of my thought.

“Y-yeah?” I snapped my head to the left, meeting my mom's anxious face.

She furrowed her eyebrows as she looking at me up and down with a serious expression.

“Jennie are you alright? You are shaking.” She whispered loud enough only for me to hear.

Meanwhile, Appa, Mr Manoban and Lisa discussed something that I couldn't catch up

But I heard something related to ‘transfer’ and Lisa didn't seem fond about it.

“Really?” I gazed down on my body, I didn't notice that I was shaking and I hoped Mrs Manoban didn't notice it.

“Is everything okay?” Mrs Manoban concerned.

‘She noticed!! Relax Jennie! Relax!!’

I inhaled a deep breath, my shaken finally stop,
“Everything is great Mrs Manoban.” I grinned widely.

She looked relief “Just call me mama Jennie.” Mrs Mano—mama suggested.

“Thank you for your care Mrs Mano—Mama.” She chuckled.

“No need to be formal sweety, we're a family now.” Mama spread out her arms gestured to all of us.

I found myself beamed broadly and glanced at the three persons on my right.

They seemed so deep in the discussing and Mama agreed with my thought as she looked at them with deep furrowed.

“Guys, stop talking about work at dinner!” Mama smacked the glasses dining table, it was harsh that I'm afraid she going to shatter it in pieces.

It wasn't a good idea since Appa had an ‘easy startle’ issue, Lisa's face was soaking wet with orange juice caused by Appa's sudden burst.

I gasped covering my mouth while Lisa gave my father a dead glare.

Mr Manoban on the other side clamping his stomach as he laughed like there was no tomorrow

Appa wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and muttered ‘oops’, but it didn't sound sincere yet satisfied.

Eomonie and Mama joined Mr Manoban who was couldn't stop slapping hard his tight.

And I, on the other hand, quickly grabbed the napkin and gently wiped off the orange juice mixed with dad's saliva masked her face.

I gave my father a ‘you-better-apologise-to-her-now!’ look but he just shrugged it off, looking innocent and plastered a smirk on his lip.

And his action just pissed off Lisa even more than she already did.

She kicked Appa's leg under the table.

Appa didn't get any effect on it, instead, he returned her ‘gratitude’ with double kick and let his eyebrows do the victory dance.

“LISA!” “RICHARD!!” Mr Manoban paused his laughed for a moment, watched Lisa and Appa in amused.

Then he continued his laughed and it was harder until at the point he turned red.

I shook my head in disbelief, palming my face, I doubted these two actually handle two of the most influental companies in Korea.

Dinner went ‘well’ with me got numerous kind of questions about my life from Mama and Marco (Mr Manoban)

And Lisa being scolded by Mama for playing with her food and of course, being rude to Appa.

Appa challenged Lisa for an eating contest which is she agreed on, for someone who had a nice fit body, Lisa actually ate like a kid who didn't get feed for a month.

My father ate a lot too, but Lisa won the contest like a piece of cake and it made my fathef's turn to piss off, and now they were equal

Appa actually shook his hand with Lisa, amazed by her because no one had ever eaten more than him in our family.

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Lisa and I headed back to our condo that placed about thirty minutes from her parent's penthouse.

And again, she ignored me for the whole ride, What worst was, she didn't look at me or even give me a single glance!

What is wrong with her!

Back at home, she still forbade me to sleep next to her in OUR bedroom.

Urgh! It wasn't fair because her(OUR) bedroom was nicer, bigger and had a breathtaking view of Seoul.

While mine was opposite of hers, never mind, soon or later she'll let me in or maybe she'll even beg for me one day.

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I parked my car at the usual place behind the busy restaurant.

As usual, I woke up earlier than Lisa and the sun, I made her the same chocolate pancake every day.

She fell in love with my cook but not me!? Wow, never in my life I felt jealous against food.

“Good morning! Newlyweds!” Jisoo tapped my shoulder from behind as I entered the kitchen.

My eyes caught hers as I turned around “..morning...” I gave her the best fake smile ever.

“What is that hideous thing on your face?” She said pointing her index finger toward my face.

Immediately, I rubbed my face searching for any mess stuck on my face, but I found nothing.

“What is it?” I said still not move my hand away from my anxious face.

“The ‘I-am-so-done’ face and that fake smile you're wearing.” Jisoo made a circle motion with her finger hovered my face.

A heavy sigh escaped out of my mouth as I started preparing the ingredients.

“My plan D didn't work too I guess?” She figured out and I could hear the sympathy in her voice.

I shook my head slowly resting my palms on the cold stainless steel table.

“263 FOR TABLE NO.6!” The head chef yelled from across the kitchen.

The restaurant used the number system referring to the foods as it was easier.

But the worst part of it was, we need to memories every number on the menu.

“Don't worry Jendeukie, I got more plans to win your cold heart's wife.

“But in this case, based on how hard to get in her head after all my glorious plans, I think we have to go straight to the plan Z.”

Jisoo suggested with a mischievous smile plastered across her face.

“Plan Z?” She nodded vigorously and winked at me.










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