"Anything else?" Jennie asked. Dinner? She couldn't help but wonder what they were up to again.
"No... but.... Will you be able to come for dinner? The least you could do is to introduce your husband to your father."
"My husband is an extremely busy man. I will tell you when he is available," she said before cutting the call. That woman must be trying to scheme again. Jennie couldn't wait to see the look on Chaerin's face once she finds out that she now owns a large amount of shares in Kim Industries.
After hanging up the call, Jennie continued towards the stairs and slowly climbed up. This penthouse had a total of five rooms on the second level. Jennie checked every room she passed by. One as an office, another one was a gym and there were two guestrooms. The last room which was also the biggest, was the master suite bedroom. To Jennie's surprise, the interior of the room was quite cozy. It had a soft gray and black theme to it. There was a king size bed with velvet upholstered headboard and... an oil paint of Jennie's picture hanging on top of the bed.
Jennie swallowed as she walked towards the bed, her eyes never leaving the painting. In the painting, the woman was smiling and a small dimple was apparent on her face. Her long hair was tied into a messy bun. She looked relaxed and happy while holding a mug on one hand. The painting was clearly painted from the perspective of a person who was watching the woman.
But Jennie was sure that she never did this pose, so it could only mean that this had all been Lisa's imagination right? She wondered if Lisa painted this himself or he had commissioned a painter to paint this. Jennie let out a sigh as a small smile escaped her lips. This would be her home for the days to come.
Then she walked towards the floor to ceiling sliding door leading to the big terrace outside of the room. She hugged herself the moment she opened the door as a cold breeze swept past her, tousling her hair in the process. It was cold and crisp, invigorating her senses. She then closed her eyes and took in a deep breath. Did Lisa ever feel lonely while living in this place all by himself?
Jennie opened her eyes to look at the fragments of clouds scattered in the sky. They were thin, as if a painter painted them that way. They were constantly moving as they drifted along with the wind. Since it was already six in the evening, the lights began to turn on in the city below her.
At the top most floor of the tallest building in Seoul, Jennie could see everything. The sparkling world below her seemed so small and yet so beautiful. They reminded her of the firefly festival that she saw back in Japan with Lisa. Was this why Lisa bought this place?
When Jennie had enough of being outside, she went inside the master bedroom. That was when she received a text from Lisa reminding her to take her dinner. Jennie smiled and sent out a thumbs up as a reply. She could not deny the fact that Lisa seemed to make her smile more and more these past few days.
Jennie then made her way towards the kitchen. When she reached the kitchen, she realized that it was beautifully designed. It had a white marble countertop and white cabinets with silver accents. It was equipped with a conventional oven, hot and cold water dispenser, coffee machine and many other cooking appliances. This must be because Lisa liked to cook.
Jennie heated up some pasta from the fridge. Even though it was not freshly made, it still tasted good. Lisa was such a good cook, unlike her. She was glad that at least one of them could cook. Now, she wouldn't have to worry about food at home anymore. After finishing her dinner, Jennie went back to master bedroom. After taking a bath, she set up her laptop on the desk inside the room and started working, occasionally flipping through some files that she had placed on the desk as well. Lisa wouldn't mind her working inside the bedroom right?
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The Villain's Wife
FanfictionLike almost every dramatic romance novel, Jennie Kim's story began with an evil stepmother, a scheming stepsister, and a dumb ex-fiance. At twenty, she fell prey to their grand scheme and became the laughingstock of the country. In despair, she left...