"Mr. Jeong," he started, then paused when he noticed me trembling, "please calm down, you're not in trouble." A wave of relaxation passed over me as I slowed my breathing. Then the surprise kicked in. Why did he call me down if I'm not in trouble? It's my first day, so he doesn't have anything to go after... so what could it be? "With all due respect, sir," I say, my voice still shaking, "if I'm not in trouble, then why did you call me here?"90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWsPDHDSCM3
He takes a deep breath and sighs, his expression softening. "Mr. Jeong, please let me finish before asking such questions." My face flashes red. Shit. Leave it to me to cut off the boss in the middle of his speech. "Sorry, sir."90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxxlYoG86MP
He lets out another sigh, the tension in the room dissipating slightly. "It's okay. Can I finish now?" He waits a moment for me to reply. When I nod my head, he continues, his voice steady and composed, "Your father called my parents today, he's the owner of a small sushi company, yes?" I nod again, scared of where this might lead. Why the hell is my dad calling my boss's parents? "Well, he and my parents have set something up for us."90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgMXgSBJtkX
I gulp back my fear, my mind racing as I try to piece together what he's implying. "Set something up..?" My voice trembles, barely audible. "Yes," he says confidently, a faint smile playing on his lips, "though I suppose I should ask you properly, considering your files said you were a hopeless romantic." His words hang in the air, leaving me both intrigued and bewildered. "Well then, Mr. Jeong, will you marry me?"90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeD7w6nFGTj
As the words hung in the air, my mind whirled with a mix of confusion, excitement, and a touch of disbelief. Marry him? This was definitely not what I had expected when I stepped into the office this morning. The room suddenly felt smaller, and my heart pounded loudly in my chest.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfswGUPTEyD
I took a moment to compose myself, trying to process what he had just said. The look on his face told me that this wasn't a joke, that he was serious. But why? What could have prompted our parents to arrange such a thing? My mind jumped to various scenarios, trying to come up with a logical explanation, but I was drawing a blank.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5tw1ZBl037
Searching for some semblance of understanding, my gaze met his, his eyes filled with a mixture of anticipation and vulnerability. A tiny smile played on his lips, waiting for my response. It was clear he had put a lot on the line by asking me this question.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSM3byyVP9V
"I... I need some time to think," I stammered, my voice barely audible. Thoughts raced through my mind, weighing the pros and cons, and considering the implications of such a decision. The knot in my stomach tightened as the weight of the situation settled in. This was a huge step, and I couldn't afford to rush into it.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ08ZNOd1YZO
He nodded understandingly, his eyes softening with empathy. "Of course, take all the time you need. This is not a decision to be taken lightly." His words brought a sense of relief, knowing that I wasn't being pressured into giving an immediate answer.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3N3RG2FazW
With a deep breath, I thanked him for his understanding, feeling a mix of gratitude and nervousness. Leaving his office, I retreated to a quiet corner of the building, needing a moment of solitude to collect my thoughts. I pulled out my phone, scrolling absentmindedly through the contacts until I found my dad's number. It was time to have a serious conversation.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKMBr9V023C
As I waited for him to pick up, my mind drifted back to the look on my boss's face. There was something about the way he spoke, the sincerity in his voice, that made me consider the possibility of this arrangement being more than just a mere business transaction. Could it be that there was a genuine connection between us, something that our parents had seen and believed in?90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4gSRlsVMoz
The phone connected, and my dad's voice echoed through the line. The conversation that followed was filled with questions, explanations, and reassurances. We both wanted what was best for me and as we talked, I began to see that this unexpected turn of events might not be as disastrous as I initially thought.
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