Slowly Mr. K blinked his eyes and immediately turned his gaze towards the sofa where Clara had fallen asleep before.
'Huh ...' Mr. K was shocked when he didn't find Clara's figure there.
Just now, Mr. K was about to get out of bed looking for Clara, Mr. K's eyes accidentally saw a piece of paper containing Clara's writing on the nightstand beside his bed.
'Ah ... this.'
Slowly a thin smile etched on Mr. K's handsome face.
'Turns out she realized I would be worried about her,' Mr. K whispered in mind.
After Mr. K took his cellphone and called his men to pick up the dress that Clara would use at the Award ceremony where Mr. K promised to allow it as long as he goes with her
"Hopefully, nothing beyond my control will happen to you, Clara," Mr. K in mind.
(Notification Tones)
