Twenty Nine

Ma Ri stood at the front door, glancing around cautiously. She needed to sneak out without anyone noticing.

Unfortunately, fate wasn't on her side.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Ma Ri flinched, freezing mid-step like a caught thief. The voice belonged to none other than Mi Rae. She slowly turned back, cold sweat visibled on her forehead as she gulped.

"O-oppa…" her voice was barely audible as she tried to fake a smile but failed.

"I asked, where are you going?" Mi Rae's calm but cold tone made Ma Ri even more nervous.

"Um…" her voice trembled and she couldn't continue. Her eyes darted around to search for a way to escape.

"Hm?" Mi Rae raised his brows, clearly throwing daggers with his eyes as he was getting impatient.

"O-oppa! Please l-let m-me go. Ho Seok oppa…someone called me and said, he passed out. And you know he…um…I need to take him…home…" Ma Ri lowered her head, her words rushed and jumbled. After a moment of silence, Mi Rae sighed.