Jennie sucked in the air as if it was the sweetest thing that she had tasted. She wrapped the robe around herself a little tighter, trying her best not to shiver from the cold. She stared at the dazzle of sunlight that started to light the horizon.
Then she let out a loud sigh. Her face morose as she slowly folded her arms across her chest. The weight of the information that Lisa gave her last night made her a little sullen. She bit her lip and slowly leaned against the large floor to ceiling door connecting to the balcony of their hotel room.
Lisa Manoban.
Lee Group.
Zhou Family.
A story that is worthy of becoming a makjang Korean Drama. Jennie laughed at her own thoughts as memories flowed in her mind like a stream, reminding her of the lessons that her grandmother used to tell her.
Lillian was not fond of killings. She was a principled woman who never involved herself with illegal matters. She was a workaholic and ruled her empire with an iron fist. And Jennie... well she got most of her grandmother's characteristics. Maybe it was because Lillian personally trained her, molding her into whoever she was now. Or maybe it was genetic.
Because of Lillian, Jennie was able to experience a lot of new things. She experienced cruelty, greed, jealousy and saw the ugliness of human nature. At this point in life, Jennie could say that she had already encountered all kinds of people with their different personalities. However, until now, she still found it hard to accurately analyze and fully understand how certain individuals think.
Just like the Patriarch of the Lee Group.
He was a husband and a father. And yet the way he thinks differ from most fathers and husbands that Jennie knew - or maybe not. Jennie chuckled at her own contradicting thoughts. Isaac Lee, the current patriarch of the Lee Group, Lisa's grandfather was another greedy and ruthless man. That was the first statement that Lisa uttered when he started telling Jennie his story.
That was not something unique. In fact, he was just like every businessman out there. Isaac Lee always thought about profits and advantages. His decisions were the product of his analysis using profits as its basis. And that was the crux of Lisa's story.
"Hey..." Lisa suddenly interrupted Jennie's thoughts when he hugged her from behind. Then she felt his kiss on her nape. "Good morning, beautiful." His voice was a little husky and warm which instantly reminded Jennie of their passionate night.
"Morning." She smoothly turned around to face him, reached out her arms and wrapped it around his neck. Then she stood on her tippy toes and gave him a light kiss on the lips.
"You woke up so early. Aren't you tired?"
"Why would I be?" Jennie stifled a laugh. While she was physically tired, her mind refused to stop working and let her sleep. She watched as Lisa's lips curled into a seductive smile, his eyes trailed its way from her eyes to her lips then to her neck.
"Alright. Let's see if you can still say that tomorrow." He chuckled. "We will see Doctor Takashi later. He is someone from the U.S. An obstetrician and a friend."
"Are you ready?" he asked.
"Of course. I am," she responded. Jennie had always wanted to have a child, however, the trauma and fear that she had after the accident stopped her from having herself checked. While her grandmother did get some specialist to check on her, she also didn't force Jennie to see the results. Instead, she waited for her granddaughter to overcome her own fears but Jennie never did.
Jennie was afraid. That was a fact. She was afraid that whatever the doctor said was actually true. She was afraid to experience what she felt all those years ago again. She was afraid that she might fall into another episode of depression. Jennie was afraid to disappoint her grandmother and everyone who loved her. So she never asked.
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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...