“I’m really curious. Even if not her face, at least her name. I want to memorize it, even if we meet. So it won’t be awkward.”
“Yu. I’ll tell you the name later.”
“Yu?”
“Why is your expression like that? Don’t tell me you know someone named Yu?”
“I do. It’s because of the fortune-telling with the tea.”
Taeha smiled faintly and continued.
“Father must have chosen a good match for me. I don’t mind.”
“Right, that’s true. In life, relationships are bound to develop. Love, too, is bound to blossom.”
“Did Chairman also experience that?”
“Me?”
Chairman Kwon looked back over 30 years.
Meeting Taeha’s mother and wife, Hong Ji-soo, was just a coincidence. It wasn’t a strategic marriage.
“Love came first for me. In my prime, my love story was quite famous. People even suggested making a movie about it.”
Taeha laughed, lowering his head.
The story about the movie he heard dozens of times was boring, but when talking about his mother, his father’s expression became quite romantic. So, there are times when he asks about it, reminding him of a momentarily happy past.
“Taeha, since you’re okay with it, I’m trying to set a date to meet her. When would be a good time?”
“Well, these days I’m busy. It might be difficult for a while, but once you get used to the hotel work, it should be fine.”
With Taeha’s response, he stood up from his seat.
Incheon International Airport.
At the baggage claim where people gathered one after another, Haeun easily found her luggage and loaded it onto a cart. It was precisely a return after two years.
After graduating from college in the United States, she came to Korea and went back to the United States. That’s all it was, just about two years.
She hurriedly moved her feet to where Jang Hyun-jung, her foster mother, was waiting.
Jang Hyun-jung is a foster mother. She adopted Haeun from an orphanage.
There were only two in the family. She never saw her foster father from the beginning, and he had divorced, so whether they shared blood or not, the family was only Hyun-jung and Haeun.
Foster mother Jang Hyun-jung was always a difficult existence, and since they rarely lived together, Haeun didn’t know much about her.
Moreover, she didn’t even know exactly who her foster mother worked for. She roughly guessed that she served someone from some company or organization.
Her foster mother occasionally made calls, and among those conversations, the term ‘Chairman’ appeared.
She said it was all thanks to the chairman, her sponsor, for her long study abroad and prosperous life in the United States.
So she had misunderstood.
Could there be something between the chairman and her foster mother?
Of course not now. She heard a few days ago that her prospective marriage partner is the son of the sponsor.
As she loaded her luggage onto the cart and took a slightly burdensome step,
“Hey!”
Someone called her from behind and quickly caught up with Haeun, blocking her way. The man, whose face was covered with a black corduroy cap, was the owner of a very agile height.
Although she had seen many handsome men, the person who blocked her way was more attractive than them at a glance.
“You dropped this.”
It was an economic magazine.
The man, who unfolded the page Haeun was looking at, presented it to her just as it was.
So, the man who brought this magazine must be a first-class passenger.
For some reason, this point became interesting to Haeun, and she stared at the man even more intently.
‘My prospective marriage partner should have at least this level of appearance.’
Thinking of the strategic marriage partner she had only heard about from Jang, Haeun had mixed expectations and worries.
The reason she returned to Korea was to meet her fiancé.
“Thank you.”
Haeun lifted the corners of her mouth, expressing a bright smile.
“But are you interested in economics?”
Whether it was a hasty conclusion from the economic magazine or not, the man asked with shining eyes.
“Yes, a little.”
On the page she had unfolded, there was an article about the faces of the next-generation leaders selected by the World Economic Forum (WEF). The most prominent face on that page was, of course, Kwon Taeha from GK Shopping.
Kwon Taeha was simply Haeun’s dream and admiration. So, she bought the magazine not for the consumption brought about by her interest in economics.
At a charity party, she fell in love at first sight with Kwon Taeha, who stayed for only 10 minutes. Even from a distance, his presence filled the entire party.
There was no final winner that day, but the envy towards the woman who would marry Kwon Taeha in the future was so strong that it could turn into resentment.
The man in front of her handed her a magazine and then turned around immediately.
‘Even if it’s just that level, it would be nice.’
Haeun, feeling regretful, sighed as she watched the man gradually move away.
The housekeeper could be found right away. She always had a very elegant appearance, no matter when.
“Haeun!”
The housekeeper raised her hand high and smiled broadly. Then, she rushed towards Haeun and hugged her tightly.
“Did you do well?”
“Yes, I did. How have you been?”
After a long time, the housekeeper, who finally let go of Haeun, scrutinized her and pursed her lips.
“You’ve gained some weight. You should take care of your figure.”
An expression and tone that made it unclear whether she was a good mother or not, along with an unchanging nagging.
It was the behavior that always made Haeun uneasy. So, she tried hard to avoid being out of the housekeeper’s favor, no matter how much effort and restraint it took.
“I gained weight. I couldn’t sleep for a few days worrying about it.”
“Okay. It will get better if you exercise. Let’s find a Pilates instructor soon and make a reservation. Driver?”
When the housekeeper nodded, the driver standing next to Haeun took charge of her cart. Haeun lightly bumped her fist against the housekeeper’s arm while holding onto her.
“But when will you meet that person?”
“Are you talking about the person you’ll marry?”
“Yes, I’m curious. I was really surprised. I didn’t even know there was someone to marry, and I was even more surprised because he’s the son of the sponsor. But why did you choose him?”
“It’s a secret. I’ll tell you later. But you, you haven’t dated, right?”
“When would I have time? Mom always said, to marry a good man, never engage in love affairs. Rumors spread quickly in our circle.”
“You did well, you did well.”
The housekeeper patted her hand between her arms as if she was pleased.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
