Before Aunty Nica left, I heard her giggle.
"Be careful—don't let the house catch on fire again."
I pinched the bridge of my nose, then shot Minho a glare before rushing after her.
"Aunty!"
"Soheon—" I called, but she was already gone.
Wasn't she the one who wanted her gone? Why is she chasing after her now?
I sighed and walked back inside.
I was already sitting down like nothing had happened, looking completely at ease.
It didn't take long before she returned—this time with a phone and charger cord in hand.
"You bought a charger cord?" i asked.
"Yes, my aunt sells charger cords," she replied dryly.
I raised a brow. "Can't you go a day without being sarcastic?"
"Nope."
She crossed her arms and glared at me. "And what was all that rubbish you told my aunt?"
"You have a boyfriend?" I asked instead.
"Yes, I do."
I frowned slightly.
Who allowed a child to date? —myexpression practically said it out loud.
"He's the best," she continued proudly. "Nice, caring, attentive, handsome… and he knows how to cook—unlike someone who almost burned my kitchen down."
She looked straight at me.
Slowly, I removed my mask.
Then smiled.
A very annoying smile.
"Why are you smiling?" she asked, narrowing her eyes.
"I'm not your boyfriend," I said calmly. "So you can't expect me not to blow up your kitchen."
"You—you—" she was momentarily speechless.
Then she smirked. "Keep talking like that. I'm sending you back."
"So you got the phone just to send me back?"
"Not only for that."
Just then—
The doorbell rang.
Shelooked at me and smirked. "Also for takeout."
She stood up, opened the door, collected the food, and came back inside.
Heading to the kitchen, she grabbed some plates, arranged them neatly, and started dishing the food into bowls.
Then she sat down and began eating.
I didn't move.
I just stared at her.
"What?" she said. "Aren't you going to eat? You're the one paying for it."
"I'm putting it on your tab."
I smiled and started eating.
She kept looking at me.
"Are you done?" I asked.
"Wait, I'm coming… okay, now I'm done."
I sighed. "Why are you staring at me?"
"Because I never knew celebrities eat takeout," she said. "Wonders shall never end."
"Soheon."
"Hm?" I answered, my mouth full of ramen.
I noticed the way he looked at me—calm, but serious.
"I don't want you to send me back."
I immediately dropped my chopsticks.
"Why?"
He wants to stay?
"I want my reward money," I added quickly, ready to argue if needed.
"Would you let me finish?"
"Okay, continue," I said, taking another bite.
"I'm a famous celebrity, right?"
I nodded.
"If you don't send me back… and I recover my memory, I'll give you more than five million."
He paused briefly.
"Oh—I mean six million."
For a second, everything went silent.
Then—
I started choking.