Bachelor's Wife | rosekook

Chapter three

𝓙𝓾𝓷𝓰𝓴𝓸𝓸𝓴

"YOU'RE getting what?!" Jimin exclaims. Everyone in the restaurant has stopped talking as they turn to look at us but neither of us really cared, especially when Jimin is the owner of the hotel.

"I'm getting married," I repeat before taking a sip of the red wine.

I've told him I wouldn't want to get married until at least I reach my 40s but now...I'm a twenty-eight-year-old bachelor who's admitting to his guy best friend about getting married, and he's laughing.

"Okay....where are the cameras at? You got me, huh. You got me really, really good and I believed you," He says, continuing to laugh before taking a sip of his drink while his eyes are busy wandering around to look for cameras. I shake my head.

Chaeyoung and Jimin are no different, thinking that I'd drag in a few cameramen to take scenes of this when I've been dead serious the whole time. I roll my eyes at the amount of annoyance overflowing in my body as I look out the window.

We're high up which makes it possible for us to see the city just by looking out the window. This has got to be the best view at night-no doubt. "No, no, no. Wait a second," He raises his index finger up.

"You got someone pregnant, didn't you? That's why you're getting married?" ' He asks, his eyes showing concern with slight worry, I lean my head back-enjoying the look on his face just by this sudden news.

"No one got anyone pregnant, okay? l'm getting married and that's it," I reply with a smile on my face, imagining the look on my mother's face when I'll tell her about this.

It better be priceless because for once, I actually feel like recording her reaction, especially when I'll tell her that her daughter-in-law will be Park Chaeyoung...her son's best friend.

"This isn't you, man. A week ago, your face was on the cover of the damn newspaper with some girl clinging onto your arm and now you're telling me that you're getting married which is... hard to believe," He adds.

"If you didn't get someone pregnant, why else would you end up here and saying that you're getting married? I thought I had to wait for another Forty-years," He continues to laugh while I listen to his remarks.

"You know my mother she has been controlling my life ever since I got a bit too much with women. She has been comparing me with my brother and also set me up on dates that I never wanted to go," I state the truth, "She threatened me that if I don't bring my future wife to our family gathering this weekend, she'll ask me to marry that Chinese woman".

"Oh my god, Let me guess, you set up a contract with someone and pay her like...one million dollars. She agrees to be your wife for an amount of time before you two get a divorce and you'll say she cheated on you and you'd be too heartbroken to move on," He points which makes me scoff.

"Some of it is true except I didn't have to pay her or say that she cheated on me," I mutter and he squints his eyes, thinking of something else that has led someone to agree to marry me.

"She agreed to help me and she said she'll email me the rest of the conditions tonight," I add. Jimin stays quiet for a while, "Who's the unlucky woman by the way?"

I lean forward as my elbows rest on the table, "Actually, she's our best friend and we both know there's only one... none other than Park Chaeyoung" I reply and his eyes widen.

This time, he has accidentally dropped the glass of wine which causes him to stand up before pointing at me without uttering a single word. My smile spreads wider into a laugh as he shakes his head in disbelief.