“I know what you mean. Let’s focus on us. I believe in you.”

Yeonwoo smiled brightly towards his determined gaze. Only then did Junhwi’s stern face soften ever so slightly.

“Well, shall we go now?”

Junhwi, who was in the driver’s seat, turned towards the front, opened the back door.

“Oh, would you like to go in first?”

“Why?”

“Can you think a bit more about whether you really want to go through with this marriage before entering as the groom?”

Yeonwoo’s joking attempt to dispel the serious atmosphere seemed to work. Thanks to that, Junhwi let out a hollow laugh.

“Even if I ponder hundreds of times, the answer is the same. Kim Yeonwoo is meant to be with Kwon Junhwi.”

“How can you be so sure?”

“I gradually tamed her bit by bit. Kim Yeonwoo can’t live without me.”

What a self-assured delusion?

“What are you talking about?”

“Tell me honestly. Can you say no to me? You’re addicted to me.”

But really, the word “no” didn’t come out easily, even as a joke.

In the end, Yeonwoo, who lost her words in front of his confidence, burst into laughter.

“The dilemma is over! Let’s go now. To get married.”

As he extended his hand, Yeonwoo’s small hand overlapped with his. Junhwi gently pulled Yeonwoo, wrapping her back with his arm, whispered.

“I’ll make sure you don’t regret that decision.”

The whisper spread with a sweet resonance with every step they took together.

First-class section of the flight to Paris.

“Wow, so this is what first class is like.”

Admiring the luxurious seats, Yeonwoo, upon learning that there was a shower available on the plane, eagerly rushed to the shower room as soon as the plane took off.

“Ah, I feel like I’m alive now.”

While exploring the in-flight bathroom, which was no less impressive than a hotel bathroom, Yeonwoo began removing dozens of hairpins from her hair.

I married Lawyer Kwon Junhwi. I’m a married woman!

She almost got entangled in complicated emotions and almost burst into tears. Looking at her reflection in the mirror, Yeonwoo quickly fanned herself, cooling off the heat.

She laughed and cried throughout the wedding, and her cheek muscles felt numb.

“It’s all because of Dad.”

She could endure it very well, but her father, who burst into tears, made her cry too. Remembering Kyung-ah’s advice that when you meet your parents, you’ll definitely cry if your eyes meet, Yeonwoo bit her lip and stared straight through her mom’s eyes instead.

But when her dad saw Yeonwoo, he burst into tears first! Even though her mom kept slapping his thigh and telling him to stop, it was useless. So Yeonwoo burst into tears too.

“Oh, it’s so embarrassing.”

Thinking back now, she couldn’t understand why her father hugged her so tightly and cried. How long would Junhwi tease her with this dark history? While removing the heavy bridal makeup, Yeonwoo sighed.

“Do you, Lawyer-nim, not need to wash up?”
After finishing the shower, Yeonwoo returned to her seat with a fluffy feeling, gently patting her legs, which had suffered in heels throughout the wedding.

“Um, I’ll wash up a bit later.”

Junhwi, subtly closing the laptop he had been looking at, faced Yeonwoo.

“What were you doing? Do you have work to do?”

“No, just.”

“We’ve left the seat vacant for so long because of the honeymoon. If you have work, go ahead.”

“It’s okay. What about work.”

“Hmm.”

It doesn’t seem okay. If it’s not work, why would he be looking at the laptop? Suspicion lingered in Yeonwoo’s narrowed eyes.

Memories of when she was his secretary surfaced.

The top-class lawyer in the industry considered even the flight time wasted during business trips. Once he arrived at the airport, tasks poured in as if waiting for him.

However, she couldn’t reveal the fact that he had loudly declared, “I won’t lift a finger for work” while turning away from Kim Seung-ho’s call.

It was undoubtedly when Yeonwoo was away that he secretly checked the workload.

“Still, admirable.”

The effort to concentrate on Yeonwoo, even to the extent of checking work surreptitiously, was quite commendable. Let’s pretend not to notice and move on.

“Shall I get a glass of champagne?”

“Oh, sure. Let’s watch a movie while drinking.”

“Let’s watch together.”

Junhwi stood up from his seat and went to the makeshift sofa in Yeonwoo’s compartment.

“Why did you leave your spacious seat? Isn’t it uncomfortable?”

“It’s okay. I might switch to economy on the way back.”

He brought Yeonwoo’s legs onto his lap and gently massaged them.

“Why change this good thing?”

“The seats are too far apart.”

While Junhwi grumbled, a flight attendant brought two glasses of champagne.

“A person who never watches movies is changing after just one day of marriage.”

“I’m following my wife’s hobby to impress her.”

“Tsk. You talk so nicely.”

However, Yeonwoo, who knew his personality better than anyone, was aware that he probably needed something to focus on instead of M Electronics, so he decided to watch a movie that he had never seen before.