The dinner table

*Third POV*

"No matter how many times I say you are still going to marry that girl rather than waiting for your mate. The fake won't last for-"

"I d-dont have one" Dong-jun breaths out hearing the footsteps heading downstairs as fast as it could. Making him take a deep breathtaking in the fragrance that is walking towards him. 

"Dont do that thing you will regret in future" 

"I won't," Dong-jun said 

For a moment the granny just states at him making Dong-jun turn his head away feeling her stare over him. 

"I'm saying this for you-" 

"Halmoee! I'm back after changing I'm so hungry I want to tell you so man-" Anjali walks in the kitchen stopping right by the door just to see Dong-jun making her freeze on the spot. 

Making a small smile form over her face hearing Anjali voice as she goes back to what she was doing a moment ago.