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๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐™ฐ๐šž๐š๐š‘๐š˜๐š› ~
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โ€ข Back To ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐ญ โ€ข
The Grand ballroom was alive with golden light, crystalline chandeliers, and murmuring silk. Laughter and whispers swirled under the soaring ceiling, bouncing between marble columns and expensive floral arrangements.
It was a night of celebrationโ€”or so they called it.
The ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ of Kim Soohee and Jeon Jungkook.
A union meant to strengthen two powerful empires. A deal masquerading as destiny.
Soohee stood beneath the grand chandelier in her peach gown. Stitched with gold thread, her arms stiff by her sides, her face stiff, unreadable.
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
*clenched hands tightly by side*
If only they knew what boiled beneath her skin.
To her left stood her adoptive father, Kim Jihoon, tall and composed in his deep navy suit. He looked every bit the proud patriarch, smiling for the cameras, shaking hands with power-hungry guests.
๐™ผ๐š› ๐™บ๐š’๐š– ~
๐™ผ๐š› ๐™บ๐š’๐š– ~
*Acting as the perfect host*
To her right stood her adoptive mother, a vision in pale lavender, whispering poisonous sweetness to anyone within reach.
๐™ผ๐š›๐šœ ๐™บ๐š’๐š– ~
๐™ผ๐š›๐šœ ๐™บ๐š’๐š– ~
*smiling while talking to guests*
๐™ผ๐š›๐šœ ๐™บ๐š’๐š– ~
๐™ผ๐š›๐šœ ๐™บ๐š’๐š– ~
Smile. You're the star tonight. *Murmured, nudging her*
Soohee didnโ€™t move. Her gaze swept across the ballroom filled with socialites, media, and masked intentions. Somewhere, a piano played something classical, gentle, utterly detached from the tension simmering beneath the surface.
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
*Looking around, gaze speculating*
Taehyung stood by the bar, his face blank but his posture sharp. He wore a black tux that hugged his tall frame effortlessly. His dark brown eyes scanned the crowd like a wolf forced into a circus.
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐šƒ๐šŠ๐šŽ๐š‘๐šข๐šž๐š—๐š ~
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐šƒ๐šŠ๐šŽ๐š‘๐šข๐šž๐š—๐š ~
*Drinking whiskey*
His jaw would tick every time someone would say something useless.
โ€œ๐˜š๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆโ€™๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜บ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ?โ€
โ€œ๐˜—๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ญ. ๐˜๐˜ฆโ€™๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ, ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜บ.โ€
โ€œ๐˜Š๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ?โ€
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐šƒ๐šŠ๐šŽ๐š‘๐šข๐šž๐š—๐š ~
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐šƒ๐šŠ๐šŽ๐š‘๐šข๐šž๐š—๐š ~
*Rolled eyes* ( Why? Are you itching to share a bed with him!?)
He said internally. Voicing out his thoughts would undoubtedly lead to a fight. And this day, Demanded anything but a fight, specially at this event. Where his father was watching everything like a hawk, Making sure nothing went wrong.
โ€œ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜‘๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜บ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ถ๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ค ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜บ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ดโ€ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜บ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ.โ€
Taehyung heard it all.
And so did Soohee.
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
*looking at them with disguised anger*
Her fists ๐—ฐ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฑ at her sides, fingers digging into her palms hard enough to leave crescents. She wanted to ๐˜€๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—บโ€”to shatter every crystal glass in the room. But she didnโ€™t. Because that would give them what they wanted: proof that she was unstable, ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ณ๐˜‚๐—น.
Instead, she smiled faintly.
A cold, ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ smile.
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
( Just wait for my strike. I'll never forget this humiliation! ) *Thought menacingly*
Suddenly the whispers turned curious as a tall man entered the ballroom. Black suit, sharp glasses, a quiet confidence that parted the crowd.
The Jeon ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜†.
๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐™ฝ๐šŠ๐š–๐š“๐š˜๐š˜๐š— ~
๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐™ฝ๐šŠ๐š–๐š“๐š˜๐š˜๐š— ~
*Greeted The Kim couple*
Everyone recognized him.
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
*Lips curled into a sneer* ( Of course. The groom couldn't even bother to show up to his engagement! Must be embarrassing to show up bald and ugly! ๐Ÿ™„)
The secretary bowed respectfully to the Kim's before speaking in his usual cool tone.
๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐™ฝ๐šŠ๐š–๐š“๐š˜๐š˜๐š— ~
๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐™ฝ๐šŠ๐š–๐š“๐š˜๐š˜๐š— ~
Mr. Jeon sends his sincerest regards. Due to health reasons, he is unable to attend in person. I will oversee the engagement ceremony on his behalf.
There was a pauseโ€”a ripple of confusion and mild offense across the guests.
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐šƒ๐šŠ๐šŽ๐š‘๐šข๐šž๐š—๐š ~
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐šƒ๐šŠ๐šŽ๐š‘๐šข๐šž๐š—๐š ~
*Stepped forward* He didnโ€™t even video-call?
๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐™ฝ๐šŠ๐š–๐š“๐š˜๐š˜๐š— ~
๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐™ฝ๐šŠ๐š–๐š“๐š˜๐š˜๐š— ~
No. Master Jeon does not partake in public events. Iโ€™m sure you understand. *Replied smoothly*
๐™ผ๐š› ๐™บ๐š’๐š– ~
๐™ผ๐š› ๐™บ๐š’๐š– ~
*Chuckled awkwardly* Of course, of course. What matters is that the bond is formed.
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐šƒ๐šŠ๐šŽ๐š‘๐šข๐šž๐š—๐š ~
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐šƒ๐šŠ๐šŽ๐š‘๐šข๐šž๐š—๐š ~
*Tsked silently*
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
( Dad is so.... Desperate ๐Ÿ™„)
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐šƒ๐šŠ๐šŽ๐š‘๐šข๐šž๐š—๐š ~
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐šƒ๐šŠ๐šŽ๐š‘๐šข๐šž๐š—๐š ~
( I knew it. He's definitely bonkers. That Jungkook literally disrespected him by not showing up, yet he's still acting so calm and composed. ๐Ÿ˜‘)
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐šƒ๐šŠ๐šŽ๐š‘๐šข๐šž๐š—๐š ~
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐šƒ๐šŠ๐šŽ๐š‘๐šข๐šž๐š—๐š ~
( Money surely makes you blind.) ๐Ÿ™„
๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐™ฝ๐šŠ๐š–๐š“๐š˜๐š˜๐š— ~
๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐™ฝ๐šŠ๐š–๐š“๐š˜๐š˜๐š— ~
I have also brought someone who will represent the family for the ritual. *Stepped aside*
And then she entered.
A woman in her mid-sixties, dressed in a traditional black hanbok with silver embroidery, chin held high, steps echoing in the silence.
Jeon ๐—›๐˜†๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜‚.
๐™ฐ๐šž๐š—๐š ๐™น๐šŽ๐š˜๐š— ~
๐™ฐ๐šž๐š—๐š ๐™น๐šŽ๐š˜๐š— ~
*Walking elegantly*
Jungkookโ€™s ๐—”๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜.
Whispers flared again, louder now.
โ€œ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ตโ€™๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข๐˜ง๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ.โ€
โ€œ๐˜š๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆโ€™๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ด.โ€
โ€œ๐˜š๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆโ€™๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ท๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ? ๐˜ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ.โ€
Hyesu walked with slow, ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ grace, nodding politely but coldly at the crowd. Her eyes were ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฝ, lips painted blood-red, and not even age could dull the sense of ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ that clung to her like perfume.
When she reached Soohee, she stopped.
They stood in silence, eyeing each other like ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜€ sizing up the other.
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
*Looking at her with concealed Hatred*
At this point Soohee hated anyone who had a hand in handing her over that cripple.
๐™ฐ๐šž๐š—๐š ๐™น๐šŽ๐š˜๐š— ~
๐™ฐ๐šž๐š—๐š ๐™น๐šŽ๐š˜๐š— ~
I am ๐—›๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ, *Smiled Coldly* To welcome you in the Jeon Family.
๐™ผ๐š› ๐™บ๐š’๐š– ~
๐™ผ๐š› ๐™บ๐š’๐š– ~
We are honoured to Have joined hands With The Jeons. Soohee, my Dear. Show gratitude to Madam Jeon. *Nudged Soohee, whilst pleasing Hyesu*
Soohee forced a bow, every inch of her screaming against it.
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
Thank you.
From a velvet box, Hyesu lifted a ringโ€”platinum, cold, and heavy, studded with an onyx gem.
๐˜•๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ.
Not a Symbol of Love.
A collar.
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐šƒ๐šŠ๐šŽ๐š‘๐šข๐šž๐š—๐š ~
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐šƒ๐šŠ๐šŽ๐š‘๐šข๐šž๐š—๐š ~
*Judging the ring* ( So cheap.)
The room quieted as Hyesu took Sooheeโ€™s hand without asking. Her touch was firm, controlling. Sooheeโ€™s skin crawled, her expression frozen in place as Hyesu slid the ring onto her finger.
๐™ฐ๐šž๐š—๐š ๐™น๐šŽ๐š˜๐š— ~
๐™ฐ๐šž๐š—๐š ๐™น๐šŽ๐š˜๐š— ~
There. You're Now a ๐—๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ป. *said with a hint of smirk*
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
*Stiff, like a statue*
The Kim couple felt as if they were flying in the cloud. Their happiness at this moment knew no bounds!
A camera ๐˜ง๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ. Then more.
Guests clapped.
The engagement was complete. But Soohee felt like she was being buried alive.
She wanted out.
As people surrounded her with fake smiles and congratulations, Sooheeโ€™s mind screamed.
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
(๐˜ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜บ.)
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
( ๐˜ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜‘๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ!)
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
( ๐˜'๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ข ๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ! )
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜-๐™ท๐šŽ๐šŽ
*looked at the ring*
It felt heavier than it should've.
From across the room, her eyes met Taehyungโ€™s again. He was watching her like he knewโ€”knew how much she despised this. How much she hated him too, for not stopping it. For being the favored son while she was the pawn.
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐šƒ๐šŠ๐šŽ๐š‘๐šข๐šž๐š—๐š ~
๐™บ๐š’๐š– ๐šƒ๐šŠ๐šŽ๐š‘๐šข๐šž๐š—๐š ~
( You brought it upon yourself. Should've run away when had the chance.)
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Meanwhile, in the shadows of the mansionโ€™s private lounge, a camera was live-streaming the entire event to a silent office across the city.
Jeon Jungkook ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฑ from his study, eyes locked on the image of Soohee with the ring on her finger. His face was ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฒ, but his fingers tapped rhythmically against the deskโ€™s arm.
๐™น๐šŽ๐š˜๐š— ๐™น๐šž๐š—๐š๐š”๐š˜๐š˜๐š” ~
๐™น๐šŽ๐š˜๐š— ๐™น๐šž๐š—๐š๐š”๐š˜๐š˜๐š” ~
*Looking at the laptop screen attentively*
๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐™ฝ๐šŠ๐š–๐š“๐š˜๐š˜๐š— ~
๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐™ฝ๐šŠ๐š–๐š“๐š˜๐š˜๐š— ~
She looked like sheโ€™d rather stab someone than smile. *Voice cracked into the microphone*
๐™น๐šŽ๐š˜๐š— ๐™น๐šž๐š—๐š๐š”๐š˜๐š˜๐š” ~
๐™น๐šŽ๐š˜๐š— ๐™น๐šž๐š—๐š๐š”๐š˜๐š˜๐š” ~
She's not the only one. *Murmured*
๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐™ฝ๐šŠ๐š–๐š“๐š˜๐š˜๐š— ~
๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐™ฝ๐šŠ๐š–๐š“๐š˜๐š˜๐š— ~
Do you wish to send a message to the Kim's, Sir?
๐™น๐šŽ๐š˜๐š— ๐™น๐šž๐š—๐š๐š”๐š˜๐š˜๐š” ~
๐™น๐šŽ๐š˜๐š— ๐™น๐šž๐š—๐š๐š”๐š˜๐š˜๐š” ~
No. Let them believe the rumors. it'll make everything easier.
๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐™ฝ๐šŠ๐š–๐š“๐š˜๐š˜๐š— ~
๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐™ฝ๐šŠ๐š–๐š“๐š˜๐š˜๐š— ~
Understood.
Jungkookโ€™s gaze lingered on the screen one last time before he turned it off.
The engagement was ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ.
The ๐—š๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฒ had begun.
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๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐™ฐ๐šž๐š๐š‘๐š˜๐š› ~
๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐™ฐ๐šž๐š๐š‘๐š˜๐š› ~
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๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐™ฐ๐šž๐š๐š‘๐š˜๐š› ~
๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐™ฐ๐šž๐š๐š‘๐š˜๐š› ~
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Getting bored

... well... she is definitely wronged here... and tbh if the kim couple is actually that money blinded, then I can't blame her for her poor upbringing. I hope that in future she can turn into a new leaf... not necessarily reconciling with tae, but live a peaceful life away from all this shrewdness

2025-06-08

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~bear'sbun~๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‡

~bear'sbun~๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‡

Sorry, But I really can't see some fonts. So along with the fonts can you also write in normal fonts coz I won't be able to understand the concept.
But other than that I LOVE your story and it's worth reading! (โŒ’oโŒ’)

2025-06-07

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๐Ÿฆ‹โƒค ๐™„๐™‡๐™‡๐™”๐˜ผ๐™‰๐˜ผ ๐˜ฟ'๐™‡๐™๐˜พ๐˜ผ

๐Ÿฆ‹โƒค ๐™„๐™‡๐™‡๐™”๐˜ผ๐™‰๐˜ผ ๐˜ฟ'๐™‡๐™๐˜พ๐˜ผ

Lol. Jeon Hyesu is doomed either way. If Soohee marries Jungkook, She will plot to throw this aunt away. If Taehyung marries Jungkook, then boom. He will also not take any chance with this aunt. ๐Ÿคก

2025-06-22

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