Chapter 29. Go Back on Your Words, Father

Danielle’s POV

Is this really the Daniel I know? Like what? I reached out my hand and retrieved the hanky. After wiping my face quickly, I asked.

“What are you doing here?” I was still doubting the possibility of him really being here.

“What’s the name of this place?” He retorted, drawing out a seat. Oh, The King’s Coffee Palace, I see. I eyed him meticulously as he sat down opposite me.

“Why are you sitting down here?” I asked again. He chuckled. What? He chuckled? Such a beautiful sound coming from such a beautiful face. His deep dimples revealed. Oh my! I really wanna touch them. So adorable. If this is a dream, please I don’t wanna wake up.

‘Snap out of it Elle! Stop acting so smitten.’ My subconscious chided.

‘But I am smitten!’ I retorted.

“Because I have the right to sit wherever I want.” He smiled proudly.

Proud, beautiful Jerk!

“deo jaju us-eoya haeyo jal eoullineun geos gat-ayo (you should smile more often, it looks goo