RATED LANGUAGE AHEAD! 

MY POV:

*PRIVATE NUMBER CALLING*

“Yobeseyo?”

“Yahh! You’re _____, aren’t you?”

“Nae, waeyo? Do I know you?”

“Shut it ! Can you like ing get out of Chanhee oppa’s life, you’re a ing and you know!”

“Mwo?”

“Like what are you to him, huh?”

“F-”

“Oh he’s your first boyfriend? Fiancé? Friends with benefits? Just get out of his life; you’re not the right person! Your just ing trash!”

“Huh?”

“Don’t contact him or come close to my oppa again! Arasso?”

“Uh…” *beep beep beep*

I broke into tears.

That was it.

Why wasn’t oppa here when I needed him?

Two weeks have passed and the engagement is meant to be next week.

I was angry and annoyed. What did she know? That I was Jun Jin’s heir and we were getting engaged and married due to our parents’ wishes.

I thought back to what happened two weeks ago;

*FLASHBACK*

Ommoni and I arrived at Seoul Grand Hotel.

“How’s my big girl going?”

“I’m okay dad! I'm excited for lunch!”

“Yeobo, I think it’s time to tell her now.”

“Mwo, tell me what omma?”

“Arasso, jagi, let’s sit down first ___”

We went to a table that was set for seven people.

Omma then said:

“Do you remember your cousin, MinJi, who got married to Lee Chansung last year?”

“Oh yeah, isn’t he a doctor?”

“Yes, he is. Well his father Chunhee, owns CHUNHEE industries and he also has a younger son.”

I opened my eyes wider, wondering where this conversation was heading to.

“You went to pre-school and kindergarten with him.”

Then abunim said –

“He’s the heir of CHUNHEE Industries, and you ______ are the heir of Jun Jin Industries. We have decided, that as an advancement for both of our companies, that you will both get engaged soon and then married later on.”

It took me a moment to register what was going on. I looked at my mum for sympathy;

“Omma! I’m not even twenty yet!”

“I got married at the same age. Anyways, you will continue your education at Seoul National University, as part of the deal of the marriage into the Lee family.”

“So_____, do you understand?”

“Nae, abunim, nae ommoni, I understand.”

*FML, Chanhee oppa eottokhae?*

I looked up and saw a waiter heading towards our table, and looked behind them to see my future fiance’s parents. Our table stood up as my parents exchanged greetings.

*No way is this is actually happening, what about Chanhee oppa?*

I shyly looked up to see my cousin Minji’s husband, beside him was a familiar person.

*Wait, he’s my fiancé?*