"Hey, do you think this is alright?" Jennie looked at her reflection on the full body mirror. She turned and frowned at her dark blue dress. "Maybe it's too formal?"
In response, Lisa hugged her from behind. He buried his head at the crooked of her neck, "You look perfect," he whispered, his arms nestled around her waist.
"Are you sure? What if... maybe I am too underdressed?"
"Are you nervous?" he asked.
"No. Not really. I just want to look perfect. You know... create a favorable impression." Jennie avoided his eyes and cleared her throat. "This is for business purposes."
He chuckled. "Being anxious doesn't suit you."
"Really?" she asked as she started putting on a thin makeup. "It's your mother. I have to look as pretty as possible. I don't want her to think that your standards are too low."
He kissed her neck. "As I said..."
"Well Mr. Manoban, beauty is in the beholder's eye. I might be perfect for you, but women are different. We tend to be more... strict."
"Strict?" He lifted an eyebrow. "Or competitive?"
"Does it matter?" she retorted and pouted. "I am just trying to look my best. There's nothing wrong with that."
"Of course." He laughed as he examined her reflection. "Then remove the scarf."
Jennie eyed her A-line tulle dress. Before she nodded and removed the silver scarf that she put around her neck. Jennie originally wanted to cover her neck because of little burn scars that are still visible. "Then the..."
"Don't worry about it. If you are too embarrassed, you can use your hair to cover it. Tomorrow, we will visit a skin specialist that could help you with that." He assured her. She nodded in response and eyed her reflection.
"Alright, what do you think will happen if she won't like me?" Jennie couldn't take her mind off the fact that Lisa's parents might not like her. "What if they gave me an envelop with millions and asked me to stay away from you?"
Her words earned a burst of boisterous laughter from Lisa. "I never thought I would see you like this."
"Like what?"
"Like a teenager meeting her boyfriend's parents."
Jennie frowned in response, "What teenager?" she rolled her eyes. "I just thought... it would be nice to have a relationship with them. Like you know... a normal one. They are my in-laws, after all."
"Then stop being anxious. If my guess is right, then they should be the one who is afraid to meet you."
"Why would they fear meeting me?" she asked.
"Let's see... hmmm... because you can end my relationship with them in a few words? Because you are intimidating and are not afraid to say your thoughts? And lastly, because you are too perfect, you could easily remind everyone of their imperfections."
"Stop flattering me," she cringed. "I am only acting like a normal daughter-in-law meeting their in-laws for the first time."
"Hmmm... that kind of normal is too abnormal for you." He teased as he smiled. "Just be yourself. Everyone loves a genuine person."
"Maybe you're right." She let out a sigh and smiled. "Let's go?" she turned towards him and give his black suit a nod of approval.
"Hmmm." He held her hand and together they walk out of their room.
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M International Hotel, Seoul
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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...