A woman wearing a mask and sunglasses entered the shaman’s place and carefully sat on a cushion embroidered with golden thread. While doing so, she discreetly handed a piece of paper to the shaman across the table, which contained the birth charts of herself and another person.

“I know you’re Ms. Yoo. So, you’re curious whether this person here is the man who will greatly influence your fate, right?”

The shaman couldn’t help but know. The dazzling aura surrounding the top actress, Yoo Jung-hwa, was saying so.

Since the secrecy was already blown, and there was no reason to hide her face, Jeong-hwa removed her mask. Though this place, shimmering entirely in golden light, was unfamiliar, the strange energy she felt from the moment she entered the shaman’s place wasn’t unpleasant.

“Yes. That’s correct. I wrote down the publicly known birthdate and time of the man without revealing his name. Is that okay?”

“Well, it’s not a big deal since everything is in your birth chart. Let me see…”

With excellent spiritual power and having encountered many celebrities, the shaman, as if indifferent to the top star Yoo Jung-hwa, swept her glossy sideburns with her fingertips and carefully examined the paper she received.

“Hmm… Neither of them has an ordinary fate.”

Mumbling to herself, the shaman began shaking a droplet. With the other hand, she continuously scattered and rolled several gold coins on the table, and her swift hand movements were strange and dazzling.

Jingle, jingle… Swish, swish…

Feeling nervous for no reason at the noisy sounds, Jeong-hwa anxiously observed the shaman’s actions.

A couple of hours ago.

After having a meal combining breakfast and lunch and feeling like doing some exercise for the first time in a while, Jeong-hwa left her house. Running towards Banpo-dong Park, Jeong-hwa happened to notice a family enjoying the leisure of a Saturday afternoon.

The figure of a man who had come out for a picnic with his wife and baby struck her eyes uniquely, perhaps because of his well-built physique and tall height, reminiscent of Tae Seo-jun. Moreover, giving up on Tae Seo-jun was impossible, and an intense obsession rose to the neck.

Unable to accept the reality that she couldn’t find him again, Jeong-hwa ended up in this place, the quite lenient shaman’s house.

“Hehe, why are you seeking an already ended fate belatedly? Moreover, this man has already formed a family, so what are you trying to do now?”

Finally, as the divination came out, the shaman stopped shaking the droplet, held a large fan in her hand, and began to tell a confusing story.

“What? What are you talking about…?”

Although Tae Seo-jun has So Yeon, he’s still unmarried. Does this shaman talk pure nonsense?

Jeong-hwa directed a bewildered expression towards the shaman, who brought up an absurd story.

At that moment, the shaman hit the nail on the head.

“Fortune has favored him since birth. His birth mother left early, fixed her fate by leaving the house, and the so-called father, a gambler, passed on gambling debts to his child, deceived him, and eventually experienced a stroke of good luck on the streets. And all that for my family…”

“Wait a minute!”
Jeong-hwa, whose spine tingled, interrupted the shaman’s words. As she listened, she realized that everything the shaman said was true. So, she was afraid her flaws might be exposed, and at first, it was fear that made her hesitate.

“W-Well, they say it’s easy to figure out the past, so why don’t you tell me what will happen to me in the future?”

Swallowing a dry spit while suppressing her confusion, Jeong-hwa casually changed the subject. However, the shaman didn’t stop what she was saying.

“Yeah, you should have controlled yourself when the great fortune entered! Blame your eyes that see jade as stone! Why bother tormenting a disliked person and coveting what belongs to others? With such thoughts, your supposedly blessed life becomes even colder! How can you break through the barren palm lines that can’t let go of a single blade of grass! Tsk, tsk, tsk… Facing a dead-end, now you feel like an outcast with no one to rely on, right?”

The more Jeong-hwa heard the shaman’s words, the more indifferent she became. She didn’t feel any guilt or shame. She just thought the shaman was too forgiving.

Staring intently at Jeong-hwa, the shaman lowered her voice and calmly said, “You have no husband in your palmistry. Even if you do, it’s a very distant future. And now, you’re just being used by some guy.”

The only person she was currently close to was Han Seung-jae. She was using him too. Therefore, Jeong-hwa, who couldn’t understand the shaman’s meaning at all, asked hesitantly, “Us…ing? Me? Who?”

“How would I know? You know. But now, you have to go all the way. If you go, a new path will open. Also, that way, the rest of your life will be comfortable.”

“Does that mean it’s better than now?”

At the end of the incomprehensible story, Jeong-hwa’s eyes, which had perked up, heard the words she wanted to hear the most.