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Chapter 39 - chapter 39

Damian

I didn't know what you liked, so I picked it randomly.

Ella

Oh... okay.

(A short pause.)

Damian

Aren't you going to open it?

Ella

Of course!

(she starts unwrapping it gently)

(She opens the box to reveal a glass snow globe. Inside is a small, delicate house. When tilted, snow swirls around and a soft melody plays.)

Ella

(softly, mesmerized)

It's... beautiful.

(She smiles to herself, lost in the moment.)

(Damian turns his gaze toward the window, expression unreadable. A beat later, when Ella isn't looking, a small smile tugs at the corner of his lips.)

Mr. Mah (grinning): "Wow… and he gifted me this."

(He holds up a white mug that originally read "Best Manager," but the word "Manager" is crossed out with black pen and replaced with "Brother" written over it.)

Ella giggles, while Damian simply looks out the window.

Driver: "Sir, thank you for the return gift, but… I didn't give you any gift, so how can I accept it?"

Damian (serious): "If you didn't drive me to places on time, how would I even get gifts for others? So technically, you give me a gift every day."

Ella (in her mind): "He's actually so different with people close to him… Maybe I was wrong about him."

Damian: "Mr. Mah, aren't you going to read my schedule today?"

Mr. Mah (smiling): "Oh yes!"

(He pulls out a folder.)

"At 5:13, you'll be on the set of Ella's script…" (He smiles and continues reading.)

(Damian glances at Ella through the rearview mirror and smiles. Ella lights up, eyes wide with excitement.)

Ella: "Really?!!"

(She can't hold back anymore and leans forward, hugging Damian from the back seat, arms around his neck.)

"Thank you!!"

Damian: "Hey—are you trying to choke me?!"

Mr. Mah: "Ella! Let him go!"

Ella (quickly sitting back, embarrassed): "Sorry, sir!"

Damian (loosening his tie): "No, it's fine. But next time, don't grab the neck—it felt like I was being strangled."

Ella (confused): "Huh?"

Damian (smirking): "Nothing."

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[Time Skip]

(The day passes. It's now time for the shoot of Ella's script. Damian stands in his vanity, fully dressed in costume, looking at himself in the mirror.)

Damian (murmurs): "Why does it feel like…"

(Just then, someone enters the room.)

Director: "Damian, I know you're a great actor, so the series might actually work… but your fans may be disappointed. Especially if it's revealed that the writer is your personal assistant."

Damian: "You already told me that. And you know my answer."

Director: "Just one last thought. Are you sure?"

Damian (firm): "Yes. Is the set ready?"

Director: "Yeah."

He moves onto the set. It's fully transformed into a vintage market — warm lights, old-style stalls, and rustic props. Damian looks around, soaking it all in.

Suddenly, his vision blurs. Flashbacks rush through his mind — him buying a dress for Anne.

He snaps back to reality, breathing heavily.

Mr. Mah (shaking him): Hey! Damian, are you okay?

Damian (nods weakly): Yeah, I'm fine. Maybe just dehydrated.

Mr. Mah (turns and calls out): Someone bring water!

Ella walks out of the restroom and sees Damian on the floor. She rushes to him.

Ella (panicked): What happened?! Are you okay? Are you hurt?

Damian (taking the water bottle): I'm fine.

Mr. Mah (whispering to Ella): He's just dehydrated.

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