Y/N’s POV
What the hell is wrong with her? How can she—
“Listen, Mom, I’m not playing this type of game, so you better stop it right now.”
“Sweetheart, it’s not a game. I really want you to marry him. He’s good-looking and stable in his life. What else do you want?”
“Mom, I don’t wanna marry a rich man ‘cause I’m a rich man,” I said with attitude.
“Just keep your attitude to yourself. In my house, only my dominion is acceptable,” she replied with the same tone. (No need for a DNA test.)
“You can’t say these kinds of things to a lawyer.”
“I can when the lawyer is my own daughter. And if you’re a lawyer, then I’m the judge.”
WTF is she even talking about?
“I want you in our mansion in twenty minutes.” Click.
She hung up. I stared at my phone in disbelief.
“Arghhhhhhh!” I yelled in frustration.
A knock on the door interrupted my meltdown.
“Yes, come in,” I said, straightening my posture.
“Ma’am, do you need coffee or tea?” Sana asked politely.
“I’m going home urgently. Go through this case and give me a summary afterward. Am I clear?”
“Yes, ma’am,” she replied immediately.
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I entered our mansion only to see Mom and Dad already sitting in the living room.
“Y/N, we need to talk,” Mom said.
“Please, Mom, if this is about marriage, I’m not interested.”
“Sweetheart, at least listen to your mom once. What if you start liking the guy?” Dad said calmly.
“I don’t—”
She cut me off. “We never expected anything from you nor forced you to do anything. Just once, we asked you for something. For the first time. Can’t you fulfill our wish?”
Tears appeared in her eyes out of nowhere.
“You’re not asking for clothes or ornaments. For God’s sake, you’re talking about my marriage,” I said, still unable to believe how calm they were. Are they even my parents?
“Listen, Y/N-ah, tomorrow we’ll visit them. Meet him, and then decide what you want to do. After that, the decision is yours, princess,” Dad said.
“Okay, Dad,” I replied and left the room.
To be honest, Dad’s advice is always the best. I’ve read stories and seen shows where step-parents are always the villains—but in my case, it’s the opposite. He’s treated me like his own daughter and never made me feel like I wasn’t.
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Author’s POV
Meanwhile downstairs, Mrs. Lee wiped her tears and suddenly started smiling widely.
“Honey, did you use glycerine?”
“Wow, how did you know that?”
“What—seriously? You used that?” he said, shocked.
“Of course! I’m a genius. An amazing person,” she said, flipping her hair lightly.
Both giggled.
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Next Day (Night)
After a long, exhausting day, Y/N threw herself onto her bed.
“Uff, such a long and tiring day…” she groaned.
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Stuck With You || Kim Taehyung
FanfictionWhen his parents tired to marry him off to their friend's daughter FORCEFULLY. " I don't love her " he said His mom replied " no problem people can also fell in love after marriage" with a shrug He just stare at her dumfounded What will happen...
