I think I'm smart enough. I smile thinking about it, I just need to pretend to love Baekmyo in front of public. Will I be able to play it?
"Very happy, huh? You almost rip your mouth when you smile." Suddenly Baekmyo come to the bride's room with a tuxedo attachs to his well-built body.
For a moment I am stunned. He is handsome too when he wear a formal clothes like that. "I think you are engulfed by the earth," I said sarcastically. I don't expect that he will actually come to his own wedding and not hid or ran away.
"Miss Lee Yongju, I don't expect you have so much guts. Not afraid to get involved with people like us. Out there, there are lots of wolves roaring to eat you." He looks at me. "You have three minutes left. Think about it quickly! If you change your mind, I'll help you to get out of here and I won't forget my promise."
"Lee Yongju won't go!" said the President Director, suddenly come. "Baekmyo, this marriage is the only way to clear your name. Why are you so stubborn? Do you want the HK Group to collapse?"
Baekmyo smile grimly, I'm dumbfounded by aura of hostility between father and son.
"I really want to get married, but not with the woman picked up on the street. All I want is only Shela, Dad. Is that difficult?" Baekmyo said, looks intensely at my face, make me stunned.
Picked up? The street? His mouth is completely damaged. If I have no conscience, I might have hit Baekmyo's big head.
Then, who is Shela? His lover?
-o0o-
Flashes of flashing camera lights fill this huge building. Several important people come to Baekmyo's and my wedding. Everything go well, we chant the holy vows very well. No, it's our play that looks natural. Should I be proud of myself?
"Looks like you really want to live in torment, don't you think?" Baekmyo whisper on the sidelines of a photoshoot.
My body tense. Even though I am afraid but I should look strong. "Smile wider! We're being photographed," I whispered back.
After greet the guests and meet several reporters, finally Baekmyo and I are at the hotel. We are in Jeju. The President Director really planned all of this very well. After the wedding ceremony, we immediately go to Jeju for honeymoon. To Jeju, why not go out of country? It's okay, most importantly I can have a vacation here, right?
What will people think? Of course they will think that marriage is a real marriage. Oh, I have entered into the lion's den. It won't be easy.
"Hey, Young Master!" I called Baekmyo after I swallowed my food.
He stops his activities and looks at me lazily. Just looks at me is enough for me to start talking to him, it mean he allows me to talk. I know he is not interested at me and I am not hurt. I've been used to it since I met him a few weeks ago.
"Who is Shela?" I asked carefully. Carry out this assignment, I think I need to know a little about Baekmyo.
Suddenly a black cloud envelope Baekmyo. His face suddenly gloomy when I said that name. He put down the spoon and fork, then gives me a very intense gaze.
"Is ... your girlfriend? Your ex? Aren't you two being approved?" I asked mockingly.
like throw a stone at my own feet, Baekmyo's expression dark even more. His hands are clasp and seem tremble. That is bad. Is he angry?
Without finish his meal, Baekmyo immediately goes, leaves me alone at the hotel's restaurant.
-o0o-
The next day we return to Seoul. Actually, we have three days left on our honeymoon, because Baekmyo's mood got worse after I asked that question, he immediately asked to go home in the morning. Really childish. It seems that the Young Master is not approve of having a relationship with a person named Shela. He is sensitive too.
We are in the car from the airport to the Baekmyo's house. Since earlier Baekmyo's driver has been silent, wasn't that man never talk to his servants? Very arrogant.
I glance at Baekmyo who busy with his IPad. What does make that guy look busy?
"Why?" Baekmyo asked without looked at me. Is my gaze too intense till pierce his skin? He realize my gaze.
"Why about what?" I asked confused. I mean pretend to be confused. No, I pretend to be calm. The handsome guy make me little nervous, at this close distance he looks really charming.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Baekmyo give me a hard gaze.
"Can't I look at my husband?"
He smiles sarcastically and looks away. He say, "Husband?"
I nod innocently. Is there something strange about what I said? I am his wife and he is my husband. I think that guy is weird. Even if I am weird, he is stranger than me.
"I still can't believe I married you," he said in a voice of amazement.
"What's wrong with me? I'm pretty and my body is ... well, not bad ... um... sexy," I said with half confidence.
"Tch, it doesn't attract my attention at all. Even if your body is sexy I won't be tempted." The man laughs, neither laugh nor quietly. Elegant laughter. Does rich people control the way they laugh? Really something.
"You!" I hissed.
Gosh, he is so frontal. What does he mean? Am I not his type? Because I am a woman, what does he mean? Does he really love men? So he is not normal? Is he really what kind of same-sex enthusiast has spread in the media? Jeez, even a woman as beautiful as me is not interested, this is an insult. Wow, that guy is incredibly annoying. I am so embarrassed that Baekmyo's driver hears it too.
-o0o-
In a big house there is only me and Baekmyo, Baekmyo's driver? I don't know, where he sleeps and stays I don't know. It is really lonely. I go downstairs to make breakfast, it is still 5:00 AM and Baekmyo looks like he is still slept.
"Gosh! Who is she?" I shrieked in shock when I saw a woman struggling in the kitchen.
"Oh, Madam, good morning. Sorry because I surprise you. Are you awake?" said the middle-aged woman with a friendly smile on her lips. "Ah, yes, good morning. But ... you ..." I said hesitantly. "Introduce, I am Yoo Minmin, the housekeeper in here. You can call me Auntie Yoo. Sorry yesterday I was back to my hometown so I could not welcome Madame." "Oh... I see, I think there is only the two of Baekmyo and me in this house," I muttered. "Madam, do you want to have breakfast right away?" "No, I'll help Auntie Yoo first." "But Madam..." "Why? I just want to help of my own desire. Auntie Yoo clean this house all by yourself, it's very big and it must be hard to clean it till shine like this. So, let me help you, Auntie." Finally Auntie Yoo surrenders. She let me help her to cook in the kitchen. Even though I am not good at cooking, I can at least cook rice and some of the easiest dishes to make. "Auntie, what is Bae
"Aish, my beauty is natural," I unconsciously muttered softly. "Lee Yongju!" called one of them which make me very surprised. "What did you just say?" My heart starts pounding, the chill runs from my feet to my head. Do I get caught? "That's... nothing. I'm just chatting with my friend," I reasoned. "Oh hey, you already know about our President Director's son's wife?" She looks like going to asks me to gossip. "That... yeah, I already know, hahaha," I said awkwardly. "Aren't you heartbroken?" You guys don't know who Byun Baekmyo's wife. The beautiful woman who you are accused of having plastic surgery is right in front of you! Huh, I wanna scream like that in front of their faces. "Why am I heartbroken? Hahaha," I replied with a bland laugh. "Huh, you're always boring, Yongju." "It's sad, this country experiencing mass heartbreak after Byun Baekmyo got married," said another. Mass heartbreak? Is
Only half of a day I am exhausted. Mopped a building this big, swept and wiped. My poor muscles. Of course that I'm not the one who did it, but this building must be cleaned every time. People walk around with their dirty shoes sometimes, sometimes they stomp their shoes on the floor when they see me sweeping. Maybe they think I also clean their shoe dirt. Huh! "Yongju!" my partner called me. "Yes?" "Designer Joe calls you in her office." "Oh okay." What is again? Jeez! I hurriedly leave my job and go upstairs to my former boss's room. I miss the design department, I miss my computer and the rotating chair. I miss everything of all about that. Arrive at the door, I knock it and quickly Designer Joe asks me to enter. She asks me to sit down, her expression looks very angry. "Lee Yongju!" She exclaimed. Apparently, she is mad at me. Designer Joe, who is never cynical to me from the start, suddenly put on a
"Baekmyo! You're bad! Bastard! Damn!" I shout, point at Baekmyo's face angrily. I keep screaming, try to defend myself even though the two men drag me out of that room. But who will hear the screams of the woman who works as a cleaning service? Several people have already crowd into the front of the director's room, they are looking at me curiously. They do not help me but even talk about my ugliness. Right, who will dare to help someone like me? Than against the command of director, it is better let I like this. -o0o- I can't sleep, even though it is past midnight and almost morning, I am still wait for Baekmyo to return. I walk up and down in front of his room anxiously. Of course for worry myself. He is dead or alive I don't care, the important thing is to solve my problem first. I want so badly to suffocate him, my hands feel so itchy. Where is he goin
What's more? Baekmyo's fans, even they are dare to tease me at the office. That is a problem between me and Baekmyo, why they takes revenge against to me? It makes me really frustrated. We are a husband and wife couple, don't they know? I wish I can tell them. "Yongju, bring three cups of coffee to the design department!" asked Soohe, a member of the Gossip Trio. I kick off the broom that I am holding. It's part of my job, but the more serve, the more spoil they are. "Can you wait for me to finish it?" I said. "Yongju, we were in the same department, but now we are different. You dare to go against my orders?" replied Soohe. "You can order to other person, Soohe." "Okay, I didn't insist." Soohe leaves me. I breath a sigh of relief, grateful that she doesn't continue to bully me. However, I am wrong. Just when Soohe disappear, cpme the team leader of the cleaning department. "Yongju, you really want to leave the company? After t
"Unfortunately I don't like gossip like that, it's not my style." Baekmyo closes his computer. "Then, who spreads rumors like that in the office?" Baekmyo shrugs. "I have no idea." "Wow, I don't expect them to seriously support you," I mutter when my mind is on the Gossip Trio. Baekmyo stands up, walks over to me who stand in front of his desk, then he pulls my chin with one beautiful hand. "I'm grateful for that. Now hurry downstairs and prepare dinner for me! I'm hungry," he whispers in a low voice. His treatment like this makes my heart rustle. Nobody touch me like this before, so I am nervous. -o0o- One bottle. Two bottles. Until two bottles of soju I crash, I cross the line. My head is very dizzy and I am barely conscious. My body's tolerance for alcohol is actually only two or three, finishing two bottles put me literally on the brink of consciousness. I want to die. "Miss! Miss! You better go home! You are alread
"Oh, sorry I didn't mean it," she said, she is Euna, Soohe's friend. A member of Gossip Trio. I know she is on purpose. "It's okay. Can you move aside? I'll clean it up." I try to be patient. "Sure. I think you were fired, it's no wonder Designer Joe kicked you in here. Turns out you betrayed your own boss," she said when several people pass down the hall. I stop my activities and focus on her. "You're teasing me? Unfortunately your insinuation is not quite right, Euna. Look for more accurate information again and thank you for your attention to me." Euna looks annoyed but can not says anymore. She leaves stomping her feet. "You gossip!" I grumbled. "Interesting," Baekmyo appears behind me with his assistant. By the way, the assistant is male. "Proved guilty but won't admit it. Even if you dodge it, the whole world knows you're guilty." "You!" I glare at Baekmyo who is standing not far from me. "You don't really deserve
"Are you crazy? What do you really want to hear?" "Say it's not you..." "I said it earlier, didn't you hear?" "Say it right!" It feels like my face is getting hotter. I am ashamed to death if Baekmyo did all of that. "Why is your face red?" Baekmyo observes my face then laughs mockingly. "Think what you want! Ha ha ha." Baekmyo pushes me and then runs to his room, his satisfied laughter makes me even more nervous. -o0o- Today is Saturday, I wake up a little late than usual due to a break from work. After wash my face and brush my teeth, I go downstairs intending to help Auntie Yoo cook in the kitchen. But strangely, in the emp