I just out of a building where I work and then my cellphone ringing. Evidently it is a call from my boss, I answer it immediately, "Hello?"
"Lee Yongju! Come here quickly!" Designer Joe shouts to me.
"But... this is lunch time..." I reply.
"Come quickly! You made the problem with President Director?"
"Huh? No..."
"Hurry, come here!"
"Oh, okay." Finally I give up.
The phone connection is lost. I turn back and run to the HK Group building again. Even though lunch time isn't over yet. I am so mad to Designer Joe, she always disturbs my lunch time even though it is only a trivial problems. She can talk about it later, why should she delay my lunch time?
What is the problem?
-o0o-
I sit awkwardly in front of the two of them. They are Mr Byun, president of the HK Group and beside him is his wife. They stare me earlier without say anything. This situation make me really nervous, they make my face feel like eroded.
"Sir, she is Lee Yongju, my assistant, the person you are looking for," said Designer Joe. She elbowing my arm and whisper to me to introduce myself to them.
"He-hello, I'm Lee Yongju," I finally speak. The bland smile make my lips tremble with nervous.
The president stare at Designer Joe meaningfully, shortly afterwards Designer Joe leave this room, leave the three of us. Black clouds looks to come to me carry the thunder. What is that?
Oh God, is my mistakes so fatal till the President Director come to me and invite his wife? They immediately meet me without mediator. Di.rect.ly.
"Miss Lee?" called the President Director.
When he calls me, I gulp. "Yes?"
"What's your parent's name?"
"What?" I am confused. Why involve my parents? My problems is my problems, don't involve my parents. It looks very serious, no way there is company's money tuck into my wallet and make they both come to judge me?
"What is your parents job?" he asks again.
What is that? That scene is like I'm being caught dating with his son. Ask about the woman's family background. Disgusting.
"Um, Sir. That is... I'm not... dating with your son so..."
The President Director suddenly laugh. "I know. Just answer my question!" he said.
"Um, my father's name is Lee Kangju, my mother is Min Hari. But my father is dead, my mother too. So... if there is a problem please don't involve them." I smile until my teeth showed.
The President Director and his wife are surprised when they hear that my parents have died, then that expression disappear so quickly.
"Miss Lee Yongju, please read this! This is very confidential, don't let other people know!" The President Director give me a yellow document, then ask his wife to go. The two backs are further from my sight.
"She's prettier than in the photo, right?"
I can hear the President's wife said before they disappear behind the door. But ... what is that mean?
-o0o-
From the office I go to home, take my work clothes for tomorrow, after that I go to the hospital where my younger brother is being treated. He is still same, sleep all of day.
"Dongju, when will you wake up?" I whispered, grab his hand. My heart is so hurt every I see him. How can? Hoses everywhere, bandages almost all over his body. very bad.
He is referred for medical treatment abroad, but I have no money. Even I still have some loan fund. If treat here, impossible.
I don't know what else to do, I tried to debt at the office but they did not give it to me because my previous debt had not been paid off. Debt in bank but I have no collaterals. Debt to my friends ... my friends run away when I am in trouble.
I want to cry but my tears feel such as they are dry, I don't have an easy solution.
I reach into my briefcase and open the document from the President Director earlier. I read it carefully. It looks like not a dismissal letter or a bill. Of course, I don't do anything wrong with the company.
"Married?" I'm not sure what I read. "Maybe I misread it because lately I've been thinking about starting a family, so my eyes have trouble," I muttered.
Mar.ried.
"Married? Oh, it's true!" I exclaimed.
Married with the President Director's son? Byun Baekmyo? But people said that the President Director's son is a gay. No! I can't!
I bit my lip. The President Director's offer is very tempting. Only married with his son I can bring Dongju to America for treatment until he recovers. But the consequences is of course very big, my job will be more difficult than being an assistant designer.
Dongju is still closed tightly. His face is pale like a corpse. Very weak. I look down helplessly. If I reject this offer, I will be very selfish because I don't care about Dongju's healing. If I accept it... it's mean I sell myself? No, I will sell my services only to bring back the reputation of the President Director's family.
Just for Dongju. Yeah, I do it just for my younger brother.
"Dongju, you should heal and live with a normal life," I muttered with determination.
I should take this opportunity. Instead of being in debt, it is better to work part time with a high salary, right?
-o0o-
Should be patient.
My life maybe just a game. I feel myself worthless but my younger brother is very valuable. He is the only one my family. Until now and until whenever I will never forgive the person who nearly killed him.
One of my wishes will come true, got married. But that marriage is still far from my expectations, a marriage without consensual and just a contract marriage. I should marry a man I don't even know. No. I don't think he is a man. How can a man as beautiful as him? As a woman I feel offended. His beauty make me feel insecure.
For my younger brother. Just for my younger brother's life, I give myself to become the wife of Byun Baekmyo. I know that my future husband is a same-sex enthusiast and famous for his nightlife. All the media talked about it, there wasn't a person skipped the news about him. Even, the office people always talk about him in the back.
Well, although there are people who praised him...
"All of that just because he's handsome, he's disgusting," I muttered. "What?" Baekmyo looks at me with one eyebrow raised. I'm surprised. Hopefully he doesn't hear what I said just now. "It is nothing." "Alright, finish your meal quickly!" Fyuh... Thanks goodness he don't hear me. His cold and flat demeanor make me feel irritated too, is there any kind of human like him? Do someone like him, their heart is eaten by dog? "Why?" he asked in his usual cold tone. I roll my eyes. "Hey, you don't intend to bring me fit a wedding dress?" "Go alone! You have legs and arms," he said lazily. I chuckle with annoyed. After a long time I can be hypertension when I'm with him. The way he talks make people get mad. My heart is devoured by him. Again, I should be patient. It is too late to be sorry.
I think I'm smart enough. I smile thinking about it, I just need to pretend to love Baekmyo in front of public. Will I be able to play it? "Very happy, huh? You almost rip your mouth when you smile." Suddenly Baekmyo come to the bride's room with a tuxedo attachs to his well-built body. For a moment I am stunned. He is handsome too when he wear a formal clothes like that. "I think you are engulfed by the earth," I said sarcastically. I don't expect that he will actually come to his own wedding and not hid or ran away. "Miss Lee Yongju, I don't expect you have so much guts. Not afraid to get involved with people like us. Out there, there are lots of wolves roaring to eat you." He looks at me. "You have three minutes left. Think about it quickly! If you change your mind, I'll help you to get out of here and I won't forget my promise." "Lee Yongju won't go!" said the President Director, suddenly come. "Baekmyo, this marriage is the only way to clea
"Oh, Madam, good morning. Sorry because I surprise you. Are you awake?" said the middle-aged woman with a friendly smile on her lips. "Ah, yes, good morning. But ... you ..." I said hesitantly. "Introduce, I am Yoo Minmin, the housekeeper in here. You can call me Auntie Yoo. Sorry yesterday I was back to my hometown so I could not welcome Madame." "Oh... I see, I think there is only the two of Baekmyo and me in this house," I muttered. "Madam, do you want to have breakfast right away?" "No, I'll help Auntie Yoo first." "But Madam..." "Why? I just want to help of my own desire. Auntie Yoo clean this house all by yourself, it's very big and it must be hard to clean it till shine like this. So, let me help you, Auntie." Finally Auntie Yoo surrenders. She let me help her to cook in the kitchen. Even though I am not good at cooking, I can at least cook rice and some of the easiest dishes to make. "Auntie, what is Bae
"Aish, my beauty is natural," I unconsciously muttered softly. "Lee Yongju!" called one of them which make me very surprised. "What did you just say?" My heart starts pounding, the chill runs from my feet to my head. Do I get caught? "That's... nothing. I'm just chatting with my friend," I reasoned. "Oh hey, you already know about our President Director's son's wife?" She looks like going to asks me to gossip. "That... yeah, I already know, hahaha," I said awkwardly. "Aren't you heartbroken?" You guys don't know who Byun Baekmyo's wife. The beautiful woman who you are accused of having plastic surgery is right in front of you! Huh, I wanna scream like that in front of their faces. "Why am I heartbroken? Hahaha," I replied with a bland laugh. "Huh, you're always boring, Yongju." "It's sad, this country experiencing mass heartbreak after Byun Baekmyo got married," said another. Mass heartbreak? Is
Only half of a day I am exhausted. Mopped a building this big, swept and wiped. My poor muscles. Of course that I'm not the one who did it, but this building must be cleaned every time. People walk around with their dirty shoes sometimes, sometimes they stomp their shoes on the floor when they see me sweeping. Maybe they think I also clean their shoe dirt. Huh! "Yongju!" my partner called me. "Yes?" "Designer Joe calls you in her office." "Oh okay." What is again? Jeez! I hurriedly leave my job and go upstairs to my former boss's room. I miss the design department, I miss my computer and the rotating chair. I miss everything of all about that. Arrive at the door, I knock it and quickly Designer Joe asks me to enter. She asks me to sit down, her expression looks very angry. "Lee Yongju!" She exclaimed. Apparently, she is mad at me. Designer Joe, who is never cynical to me from the start, suddenly put on a
"Baekmyo! You're bad! Bastard! Damn!" I shout, point at Baekmyo's face angrily. I keep screaming, try to defend myself even though the two men drag me out of that room. But who will hear the screams of the woman who works as a cleaning service? Several people have already crowd into the front of the director's room, they are looking at me curiously. They do not help me but even talk about my ugliness. Right, who will dare to help someone like me? Than against the command of director, it is better let I like this. -o0o- I can't sleep, even though it is past midnight and almost morning, I am still wait for Baekmyo to return. I walk up and down in front of his room anxiously. Of course for worry myself. He is dead or alive I don't care, the important thing is to solve my problem first. I want so badly to suffocate him, my hands feel so itchy. Where is he goin
What's more? Baekmyo's fans, even they are dare to tease me at the office. That is a problem between me and Baekmyo, why they takes revenge against to me? It makes me really frustrated. We are a husband and wife couple, don't they know? I wish I can tell them. "Yongju, bring three cups of coffee to the design department!" asked Soohe, a member of the Gossip Trio. I kick off the broom that I am holding. It's part of my job, but the more serve, the more spoil they are. "Can you wait for me to finish it?" I said. "Yongju, we were in the same department, but now we are different. You dare to go against my orders?" replied Soohe. "You can order to other person, Soohe." "Okay, I didn't insist." Soohe leaves me. I breath a sigh of relief, grateful that she doesn't continue to bully me. However, I am wrong. Just when Soohe disappear, cpme the team leader of the cleaning department. "Yongju, you really want to leave the company? After t
"Unfortunately I don't like gossip like that, it's not my style." Baekmyo closes his computer. "Then, who spreads rumors like that in the office?" Baekmyo shrugs. "I have no idea." "Wow, I don't expect them to seriously support you," I mutter when my mind is on the Gossip Trio. Baekmyo stands up, walks over to me who stand in front of his desk, then he pulls my chin with one beautiful hand. "I'm grateful for that. Now hurry downstairs and prepare dinner for me! I'm hungry," he whispers in a low voice. His treatment like this makes my heart rustle. Nobody touch me like this before, so I am nervous. -o0o- One bottle. Two bottles. Until two bottles of soju I crash, I cross the line. My head is very dizzy and I am barely conscious. My body's tolerance for alcohol is actually only two or three, finishing two bottles put me literally on the brink of consciousness. I want to die. "Miss! Miss! You better go home! You are alread