Baekmyo dragged me forcibly leaving the party. I kept on rambling on but he didn't respond at all. He pushed me into his luxury sports car and closed the door roughly. Then he turned and sat in the steering seat. I saw him clench his lips tightly until his jaw tightened, his eyes staring straight ahead.
He was angry.
"Baekmyo, drive slowly! I still want to live!" I shouted in panic because Baekmyo was driving his car like he was racing.
"Can you shut up?!" he snapped angrily.
Baekmyo, he was like crazy. The car feels like it was flying. It flashed like lightning. He even ignored traffic signs, even though the red light was on, but with great guts, Baekmyo broke through. Luckily there are not many vehicles on the road.
I thought for a moment. "Of course, if I didn't know them, I wouldn't be your wife now," I said. Baekmyo knit his brows together, but the look in his eyes looked surprised at my answer. His expression was tense. It made me even more confused, what did he really want? His gaze made me uncomfortable. I was awry. "I mean ... before we got married, your parents would have met me first, right? If we weren't acquainted, how could we get to know each other and make a pact and then we get married?" I explained again. Baekmyo's expression softened again, what the heck was going on in his brain? How strange. "Then what about the matchmaking?" he asked. "What match? Who?" I really didn't understand. I was annoyed that he made it myself.
"Sorry if I'm presumptuous, but I think ... Young Master loves Miss Shela very much." I smiled awkwardly. "Sometimes I feel sorry for him. Why don't you just bless them?"The president stared at me straight away. "Never. You know nothing, a woman like Shela is no good for my son.""What ... where is Miss Shela now?" I asked doubtfully."You know the woman the other day that Baekmyo interviewed at the party?"I nodded. She was Kim Haeyeon, a writer. What was the relation?"That woman is Baekmyo's ex-girlfriend. Shela. She just came back from Paris."Like being hit by lightning. "Isn't that woman Kim Haeyeon? Famous writer?"
"You're too embarrassed, Yongju. Call me if you need help, who knows I can help."I nodded. "Rina," I called doubtfully."Hm?""Because ... I lost everything in my wallet, can I borrow your money?"Rina smiled sincerely. "How much do you need?""Five hundred thousand won. When I get paid I will immediately transfer it to your account.""Here, take it!" Rina handed me a brown envelope and put it on my lap. "No need to return it. Actually I have prepared it long ago, but I just had time to give it to you.""No, don't be like that. What's your account number? Let me write it down."
"Actually we married you with Baekmyo not because of that scandal. It's just a way to get Baekmyo to marry you. Actually he's an obedient child, that's why he didn't dare to refuse and by chance you need money for your brother's treatment, so stop thinking this marriage is a contract marriage!" President Director explained."That's right, we've always matched you," said Mrs. Byun.Really, I was so surprised to hear that. I almost fell my back on this sofa that I was sitting on. No, it couldn't be. Did they lie to me? Were they trying to plan something else? Me and Baekmyo were arranged since long ago? Since when? No, it couldn't be.Then, indirectly ... Baekmyo's separation from Shela ... because of me?Oh, my God. My guilt increased
Thank goodness someone saw this incident. I didn't know what it would be like if that strange man didn't come."Who are you? Better not get involved in our business!" warned the knife bearer."Oh, I see?" replied the man casually. He started walking closer."If you don't want to have the same fate as her, you better go, Sir!""Have the same fate? What are you going to do to that woman? If it's for fun, may I join you?"I glared. What was with him? Join? The man was crazy or what?"Hahaha! No way, this woman belongs to us!" said the knife bearer.Gosh, I was just like merchandise.
Click!Our seat belts were on and the car went fast. I was safe, right? Regarding whose car was this, who was this man, where was the man who beat up the criminals, how could this man knew that I was in danger, before I didn't care, but now I was just thinking about finding out.I immediately turned my head to look at the seat beside me, the Helper who was driving."BYUN BAEKMYO!" My chin fell to see the driver. "What are you doing here?" I demanded hysterically."What do you mean?" Baekmyo glanced at me without interest and focused on driving.It was dark in this car, I couldn't see his expression in detail. His face was still cold, but there was a hint of gloom in there. S
"You should be able to recognize my voice. Ah ... how disappointing."Heard Baekmyo said 'disappointing', my heart ached to hear that. To reduce my heart pounding, I went back to treating Baekmyo's wounds and tried to relax."Sorry. But ... since when have you been able to do taekwondo?" I asked during my activities cleaning Baekmyo's wounds on his arm.Instead he laughed, a mocking laugh. "Not taekwondo, but hapkido.""Ouh, yes. I mean that," I replied awkwardly, really I was so embarrassed. "Aren't you a man without muscles and a little ...""What? What? What?" cut with a fierce tone. "Don't underestimate my body shape! Even though my body is not athletic but my strength is very st
"Wait!" I shouted, I ran as hard as I could to catch the bus which was about to get back on its feet. "Wait! Hey!" I shouted irritably. "Jeez!" I massaged my temples.The bus was gone a long way and I missed it."Stupid! Didn't he see anyone chasing him behind through the rearview mirror?" I grumbled irritably.I walked back to the stop and sat there waited for the next bus to come.Not long after, a shiny black car stopped in front of me. The window opened and featured the figure of a man in casual clothes. It was Byun Baekmyo."Come in!" he ordered from within."What? What are you doing here? What if someone sees?" I said frantica