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Marriage is a life long commitment to a couple.
"For better or for worst, in richer or poorer and in sicknes and health, 'till death do us apart."
But what if the marriage is only for convenience?
She doesn't want a life long commitment with...
As he walked in, he was greeted by the warm and inviting atmosphere of the restaurant. The smell of fresh garlic and herbs filled his nostrils.
He was shown to his table by the hostess and he sat down, taking in the cozy ambiance of the place. Seungcheol wonders why her date wasn't here yet. He glance at his golden rolex wrist watch just realized he was a bit early than expected.
Since he want to kill some time, something came up with his mind. He grab his phone and called someone.
"Hello?"
"Jihoon-ah." He spoke in boldly and speaks with authority.
Jihoon, one of the best programmer and hacker in Korea. Knowledgeable and talented when it comes to technology.
"Oh Choi, you called about the card?"
"Yeah, any progress?"
There's a pause in the other line of the call which Seungcheol waited patiently. After a minute, he heard a clicking sounds and hum from his talented hacker.
"I have the owner's name of the card but it wasn't own by her." He answer.
Seungcheol cocks up his brow. "What do you mean by that?"
"It was own by one of your VIPs. Lee Chan." Jihoon told. "The cctv you gave me with her face earlier doesn't match to any of your VIPs."
'Then how did she get the card?' Seungcheol thought. His curiosity increases about knowing her better.
"Is there someone she's related to one of my VIPs?" Seungcheol asked, hoping to narrow the task and get her identity as soon as possible.
Jihoon went silent and clicking sounds of his mouse can be heard once again. "Bingo," he spoke making Seungcheol's lips curve into smirk, delighted to what he just heard.
"She is indeed related to one of your VIPs. I'll send just her information for futher details." Jihoon said.
"Thanks Jihoon, I'll wire you the payment later on."
"No problem. Call me anything if you want me to do related to this stuff." With that the phone call ended.
Seungcheol can't help but to get thrilled now that her mystery has been solved easily.
He was about to open the file that Jihoon just send but he was stop when he felt a presence infront of him that made him look up. He was about give a cold piercing look whoever interrupts him. However, Seungcheol eyes widen and fully surprise who was infront of him now.
"Choi Seungcheol?"
Before the dinner happen, Sohee was about to leave the mansion but she got stop by her father, of course.
"Young lady, are you going to date with that clothes?" Mr. Han spoke sternly, eyeing her daughter wearing less clothes.
She let out a sigh and plastered a fake smile while turning her back to face her father. "Of course dad. I'm trying to impress my future husband anyways." She said sarcastically.
'More likely to turn him off. His a business man, of course he won't like a lady wearing provoking clothes.' Sohee's thought and mentally smirk.
"Go change," Her father said strictly, dropping her fake smile almost immediately and look pissed.
"Dad what I'm wearing is fine!" She said even turn her body to show off her clothes.
What she was wearing is still clothes. Maybe clothes with less clothing. Sohee was wearing a cross alter top with a short skirt. (Reference below)
"Go change, please?" His father smiled whilst placing his hand on his chest. "A dress that also cover your tattoo."
Sohee let out a sigh. "You can't threat me all the time using your condition. And my tattoos are fine." She strongly said.
But ended up back to her room and change into conservative body con dress that covers her neck, arms and legs tattoos. (Reference below)
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With a grump on her face, mr. Han smiled seeing her daughter getting dress nicely.
"Good luck and have fun meeting him." He said, making her sigh in annoyance as she finally left the mansion.
What if I just runaway? She thought while on her way to the dinner's. Nah, I would regret it afterward.
It didn't take long she arrive to an expensive restaurant. As she gets inside, she quickly notify the hostess about coming with reservation.
"Oh, your date is here." The hostess smiled, that made Sohee petrified and anxious. "This way ma'am," so the hostess lead the way with Sohee following her.
She was led to somewhere more private and stop right infront of a man sitting on the table whilst busy on his phone. Sohee seem not to see his face as he was looking down. But seeing his great physical appearance, she could tell he's young and just around her age.
Thank god he wasn't old as my father.
Her hands were trembling and feeling nausea due to anxious, she gather all her courage and step forward with pride.
"Choi Seungcheol?"
As soon as his head look up, she immediately recognize his face somewhere.
I think seen him before.
He was stunned yet her cold aura and gaze stayed. She sat infront of him, still in surprise. Sohee can't help but to be proud for herself.
Is he stunned because of my beauty? As he should.
He's not bad.
He's fucking handsome.
No. Not just handsome, but a goddamn meal!
Despite her loud lousy thought, she stayed silent and starts to get weird as the man infront of him didn't utter a word. She cleared her throat, hoping to snap him back to reality which it did.
He blink a couple of times and finally showed his charm by straighten up his suit and giving her small smile. Deep inside, Seungcheol want to grab her and kiss her in that moment but there's some questions need to be answered first.
'Why she is here? She doesn't seem to remember me.' he thought and he got almost upset to the latter part.
"I apologize for staring." He spoke formally with low baritone voice. "You must be Mr. Han's Daughter."
'I do!' she mentally chirped but also want to smack her thought for being careless and acting like a hoe just by seing him.
She nodded her head and remain unfazed. "I'm Han Sohee, daughter of mr. Han."
Seungcheol smirks.
'I guess, I don't have to worry my marriage anymore.'
