Chapter 32: Chapter 32

Jessie's POV

"Where is that sweet cheeky guy?" I talked to myself as I stare at the horizon in front, unable to hide the smile on my face as I see the beautiful sun about to set in front of me.

I am currently in the rooftop of the building, a place I used to stay with whenever I cry and hide from people. Now, it seems like a haven for me.

The whole afternoon has passed but I did not see even a shadow of Min Yohan. But I don't feel any fear in my heart.

These past few weeks had been the best and I never once doubt the love of Min Yohan.

He will surely contact me once he had the chance. Plus, the rest of the boys isn't in the office as well.

I wonder what they are doing.

A smile crept at the corner of my lips when I remember the words that came out of his lips last time.

"Remember when I told you to fix me? Well, you did. Unconsciously, I started seeing the best of me so I can be a better person for you.

Do you remember your exact words? That I am as broken as you are. But I don't think that's the case."

He told me those words while his hands cupped around my face. He stared at me like I am the most beautiful person that ever existed and it feels so damn amazing.

"I think that you're really a strong woman. You've been through a lot. You were hurt a lot of times both physically and emotionally but you're still here. I think you may just have underestimated yourself. think you're the strongest person I know and I am so lucky to be able to have you."

The words he spoke to me brought warmth within me and for once, I appreciated the fact that I did not end my life during those times that I thought I am always alone and that the world had gone against me.

It makes me appreciate the things around me.

My father who's always there behind me silently looking over me...

The job that I came to love because making music brings me happiness...

The people around me who never failed to understand me even after all my shortcomings...

The people who hurt me and now made me an even stronger person...

I guess I really had to overcome those hardships to be where I am today...

I looked above and started humming a tune that's been going on my mind lately.

And then suddenly, I felt a pair of hands covering my eyes.

I chuckled.

"Yohan, you can't fool me. I can smell your perfume." I told him and I felt his hand loosen.

"Damn it." He grunted as he sits beside me, his hand landing on mine.

He intertwined our fingers and brought it close to his lips.

I bet a lot of his fans are so jealous.

Our relationship had been official and a lot of fans are okay with it. It's fine because I don't get affected by rude comments since I hate checking the social media.

Plus, I have Yohan with me. What more can I ask for?

"Where were you?" I asked him.

"Why, did you miss me?" he raised his eyebrows.

I pouted.

"No."

He pulled me closer as he encloses me in a hug.

I knew it. He can't resist my charms. I told to myself.

"I fetch someone," he muttered.

"Who?" I asked confused as we slowly move away from each other.

I stared at him for a moment.

He flashed his gummy smile on me and I swear my heart did a double flip.

"That's a secret."

He once again pulled me closer and hugged me, this time, tighter.

"Hey, you're scaring me." I told him.

He is being so extra. Though he is normally sweet towards me even in front of the boys, I feel like there is something going on.

Before he can even answer, I heard my phone ring.

I checked my phone and realized that my father was calling.

"Hello, Dad?" I asked.

"Come here at my office, If Yohan is with you, go with him." my father said and before I can even respond, the call ended.

I look at Yohan confused and he avoided my gaze.

"Hey, you definitely knew something." I accused him but he just shrugged his shoulders.

We both stood up from our seat and I hug myself with my arms when I felt the cold wind flew by.

I automatically turned to him when I heard him snicker.

"Stop wearing revealing clothes okay?" he removed his black jacket and covered me.

I was wearing a black crop top with a long black fitted skirt that goes down until under my knees. It has a slit until just above my knees so I don't think it was revealing.

"This isn't revealing," I told him.

"Can't you get back to just wearing black pants and a hooded jacket?" he pouted.

We walk towards the exit.

Ever since we got together, I learned to fix myself. And I'm starting to enjoy shopping as well, something I never really liked before.

"Nope. I love my clothes."

"More than me?" he asked and I decided to be playful by not answering him.

"Wow." He uttered, shock evident on the tone of his voice.

"I'll make sure to rip those clothes every time then." he playfully added and my cheeks blushed as dirty images began flashing before me.

I smack his shoulder as I saw him laughing at my expression.

Not long before, we're now standing in front of my father's office.

I wonder why he called me.

We knocked a few times before I finally opened the doorknob.

A smile crept at the corner of my lips once I saw the face of my father.

Before I can even go and hug him, I notice another person seating on the couch.

"Oh, hello." I greeted the lady.

I looked at Yohan and he smiled at me.

"What are you doing here, auntie?" I asked.

She was that lady we met in the Columbarium, the mom of Yohan's best friend.

Once she saw me, she stood up from her seat and rush towards me, engulfing me in a hug.

My eyes widen in shock but I wrapped my arms around her as well. The lady started to weep and I can't help but get teary-eyed as well.

I don't even know but I seem to like her the first time I saw her.

My eyes landed on my father's direction as he smiles at me.

"Jessie, she's your mom. Your real mom." he said and I felt my heartbeat quicken and my body froze.

Mom?

A word that I never knew existed.

Ever since, I never knew who my mom was or I can't remember.

I can barely remember my childhood and all that is left with me ae the moments when I stayed in the orphanage so having someone telling me that she's my mom is strange to me.

"Mom?" I whispered and she moved away a little to look at me.

She tucked a few strands of my hair to my ears as she stared at me lovingly.

"Ne, Jessie. I'm your mom and you're my daughter. Jessie, Kim Jessie" she stated and I don't even know what to feel.

Is this for real?

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