Somin wanted to retort one more time, but she had to find out about Siyoon’s situation somehow. So, she suppressed the words about to come out of her mouth and brought up the main topic.
“Siyoon oppa got married.”
‘Married… What did she come to confirm?’
Denny caught on to Somin’s intentions and tried to see how much she knew and why she came.
“Marriage? Is that so?”
Somin also thought about it. As a legal representative, she shouldn’t talk recklessly about a client’s personal affairs. So, she decided that it would be better to stick to the main topic rather than prolong the conversation.
“It’s not an ordinary marriage.”
“……. ”
“But Denny Kim agrees, right?”
“Why would you think that way?”
“When the heir of Taehan Foundation gets married without anyone knowing, as if it were a secret marriage? Moreover, they had a private wedding without calling the grandfather or uncle? Doesn’t it seem strange to anyone?”
Somin touched on Denny’s nerves with gentle gestures and movements, as if adding a hint of suspicion to what she had come to know.
With gentle gestures and movements, Somine touches Denny’s nerves, as if applying medicine delicately.
“I won’t tell you about the process of their relationship. I can only confirm that the two went through legal procedures to get married.”
As Siyoon’s close friend, not his younger sibling, it was the best thing the lawyer could say.
“Legal? There was no sign of a relationship between them until before the marriage. Marriage without dating? It’s not a strategic marriage in a chaebol family, but it’s strange. Why mention the law first?”
The appearance of the student who seemed like a baby has completely disappeared. Somine chuckled alone.
“They couldn’t have a wedding immediately because Siyoon is studying abroad. So, they had their own ceremony, like a private oath. Or, as Miss Hosomin said, it’s a concept of engagement that chaebols like.”
It seemed like she intended to find flaws in the relationship between the two like a detective, but Somine felt annoyed by the superficial response.
“Why did I come all the way to find Denny Kim to ask about Siyoon oppa’s marriage?”
“Well, I suppose you thought I was a witness for the wedding.”
“Does a lawyer only serve as a witness?”
Could it be that she knows something? Denny’s mind instantly sharpened. The information I need is the ability to unearth information like a ghost. Although she looks immature and trivial, does she have a DNA for investigating behind people, common in chaebol families?
“If this is for extending Choi Mijoo’s visa or a sham marriage for a green card?”
If it’s an “if”? Seeing Somine use the word “if,” it became apparent that she was just speculating. Denny spoke confidently.
“If that’s the purpose, why hasn’t Choi Mijoo applied for a green card yet? Even someone like Miss Hosomin would probably know that Choi Mijoo hasn’t applied for a green card yet. Investigating someone else’s affairs to this extent wouldn’t be easy for Miss Hosomin, would it?”
‘Ugh, who is Choi Mijoo, and I’m Miss Hosomin? And what, investigating behind someone?’
Somine felt uncomfortable with Denny who subtly crushed her.
At that moment, Denny’s phone vibrated. He checked the name on the screen, but he turned the phone over and didn’t answer.
“Why? Don’t answer. I’m fine.”
“No. As a lawyer, for confidentiality, I can call you back later if needed.”
It sounded like he was concerned that Somine might leak someone’s secret.
Right. Denny talked with a desire for Somine to leave quickly, giving him some discomfort.
However, Somine stubbornly insisted without showing any signs of getting up.
Drdrdr.
Then, Denny’s phone vibrated again. Although two clients’ calls came in succession, ignoring them seemed heartless. Somine scanned Denny’s phone quickly.
“Oh, dear. You paid a high lawyer’s fee and entrusted the job, yet you dodge calls like this. It’s pitiful even if I don’t know who Robert is.”
Meanwhile, Somine saw the caller on Denny’s phone. Indeed, an unpleasant encounter.
“If you’re worried, go outside and answer it.”
Somine, as if exercising her discretion, tells Denny he can leave his room. Denny, unable to help it, answers the call before it disconnects and steps outside.
As soon as Denny leaves, Somine abruptly stands up and approaches Denny’s desk, scrutinizing the monitor. The dual monitors have screen protectors. She tries clicking the mouse slightly, but it’s locked with a password.
On the desk, there are a tablet and numerous documents, but Somine refrains from touching them recklessly.
Among the housekeepers who work in her house, some occasionally touch or move Somine’s belongings. Having lived a lifetime entrusting her housekeeping to others, she quickly notices if the position of items changes even a bit.
Instead, she scans the documents placed on top with her eyes. However, there seemed to be no documents related to Siyoon or Mijoo.
‘Well, he wouldn’t put something important like that just on the desk.’
At that moment, a popup appeared on the locked tablet screen, displaying a message. Denny had also linked SNS to the tablet.
In a brief moment, Somine, having scanned the message with her eyes, flashed a look as if she had caught something.
Siyoon and Mijoo, who returned home, checked each other’s body temperature from the entrance and headed straight to the living room.
Mijoo, whose knees touched the sofa, sat down hesitantly, and in an instant, Siyoon placed one knee on the sofa, climbing up over Mijoo.
In response to Siyoon’s movement, Mijoo raised her hand, trying to grab the back of his thigh to find her balance.
Without knowing where her hand was, Mijoo was staring at Siyoon, and the intense gaze of the two entwined passionately.
Siyoon lowered his head and kissed Mijoo’s lips. The hot breaths of the two mingled, and their heated lips collided.
Although Siyoon suggested going home first and wanted to let the tired Siyoon rest after a long flight, a flame was reignited.
‘Choi Mijoo, wake up.’
Warnings were triggered in Mijoo’s mind, but her body was already responding to his gestures.
‘Just for a moment, wouldn’t it be okay to soothe the regrets and longing of all these days?’
Mijoo was giving herself justification.
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.”
