Chapter LXI
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Prince Yi Eul walked out of the car and walk towards Jae Kyung who just put the kid down but she’s still holding his hand. The Crown Prince was just staring at her and from a confused expression, Jae Kyung flaunted a bright smile at him which actually made his brow twitch.
“Wow, they looked like a family,” one of the people watching them commented just after he took some of their pictures.
“Now that you’ve mentioned it, you’re right!”
Prince Yi Eul offered his hand to Jae Kyung and spoke. “Let’s go now, Your Highness.”
I will definitely never fall in love with this person. Not ever.
Jae Kyung stared at him before holding his hand and smiled at him. “Yeah.”
In the middle of their conversation as well as the people who were actually watching them, they didn’t notice that something was aiming at them. Slowly, oh so slowly, trying to pull the trigger from the distance.
The gunman was about to pull the trigger of his sniper when people start squealing and almost wanted to touch both the Crown Prince and Jae Kyung which made a slight ruckus around the place. Fortunately, Prince Yi Eul’s bodyguards were quick to stop the people and escort the couple back to the car.
“s**t,” the gunman muttered under his breath then he clicked his tongue.
As soon as the two of them finally inside the car they sighed in relief.
“Wow,” Jae Kyung muttered. “That was fun.”
Prince Yi Eul knocked her head which actually made her hold her head. “Aw! What?!”
“You’re such an i***t,” he said.
“What’s wrong with what I did earlier? I just interacted with the people earlier,” Jae Kyung told him.
“I know you did it for good publicity to the both of us but what you did is risky, especially that you went out of the car earlier without an escort with you. Damn, you’re such an i***t,” Prince Yi Eul responded as he rubbed his forehead in frustration.
Jae Kyung stared at him in awe, mouth agape. He turned his head to her and frowned. “What?”
“Are you worried about me?” she subconsciously asked.
“Hell, no!” Prince Yi Eul exclaimed. “I’m worried about me!” he pointed to himself. “Me! I don’t wanna deal so much trouble because of what happened earlier.”
“Wow, rude,” Jae Kyung muttered then she clicked her tongue. “But I really didn’t do it for good publicity, you know. I did it because I want to interact with those kids. Being ignored by the person you admired or you love is not really a good experience, to begin with, Your Highness.”
Prince Yi Eul stared at her before he managed to respond. “Yeah, you’re right.”
Jae Kyung grinned at him. “So don’t be such a Grinch.”
He knocked her head again. “Aw! Violence is not the answer, you know?”
“You’re just overdramatic.”
“Prsh. Hmph,” Jae Kyung crossed her arms over her chest and stared at the window of the car.
She didn’t actually notice that the Crown Prince was side-eyeing her.
For someone who went through so much trauma when she was a kid... I wonder how she still managed to be happy like this.
“Moving on!” Prince Yi Eul flinched when Jae Kyung suddenly yelled. The girl turned her head towards him and grinned. “I’ll use Netflix later so give me the password.”
“No. You have your own.”
“It was Hae In’s. I couldn’t use it anymore. I should use yours because, you know, you’re rich and you could actually pay for it so I’ll just take the opportunity, ya know? And you’re not using it either so let me use it!” she told him.
“Wow, I sounded like I’m your sugar daddy,” Prince Yi Eul said, frowning at her.
“Daddy~ let me use the Netflix,” Jae Kyung teased him and he bet that she’s laughing her ass out in her mind.
“Ew, stop it. You give me creeps. It’s weird, you know?” he rubbed his both arms and shivered, which made Jae Kyung laugh her ass out. “Okay fine, you can use it but only on Saturdays.”
“Bruh, there’s no way I could binge-watch anime for one day. C’mon, don’t be like that.”
“Okay fine. Just use it in your free time. YOUR FREE TIME, OKAY? We have so many works to do and I don’t want you to stay up all night watching shows.”
“You sounded like my dad in Jeju.”
“Are you going to listen to me or I won’t let you use Netflix anymore?” he asked.
Jae Kyung pouted. “Okay fine, I will watch in the afternoons until seven in the evening.”
“Better.”
“But it’s not really enough, you know?”
“Stop complaining Jae Kyung and just do what I said.”
“Okay, fine.”
“Thank you so much for the hard work, everyone.”
“Thank you so much, PD-nim!” Da Hyun and her members bowed to the staff and to their music video director before they proceeded to their seats. They’re currently on a beach located in Busan to shoot their music video since next month will be their group’s comeback as well as their promotion period.
“Gosh, I’m so tired~” one of her members named Hee So muttered as she sat at one of the seats intended for them.
“Ooh, eonnie, are you going to post a selca? Don’t reveal too many spoilers to our fans~” Se Jeong, one of her co-members said as she was seen by her getting her phone out of her bag. (*selca is a Korean term for “selfie”)
“Of course, I won’t,” Da Hyun responded, assuring her.
“Girls, we prepared snacks for you in the food truck. Proceed there,” their manager said to them as she pointed to the food truck she’s talking about.
“Yay! Thank you so much, manageo-nim! Saranghae~!” the members of TIARA happily hopping their feet towards the said food truck.
“Da Hyun-ah, go eat with the girls as well.”
“Yes, manageo-nim. I’ll follow suit,” she responded. When the manager left him, she immediately opened her phone and opened Naver.
As soon as she opened the said site, she felt her hand gripping her phone tight when she saw Prince Yi Eul and his wife’s photo—holding each other’s hand as the crown princess was holding a kid as well.
“Omo, they looked so good together with a kid! They looked like a family.”
Da Hyun gritted her teeth when she saw the comments anywhere about the said photo/
“That should be me you’re holding, Yi Eul. Me... and no one else. Not even your own wife because you are mine to begin with. You will be Da Hyun’s prince, no one else will own you but me.”
“Neoneun naekkoya, Yi Eul-ah. Hangsang nae gosi dweora.”
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