She is the younger sister of his fiancée. She has always loved this man.
Jisoo is forced to step in for her sister when she fails to appear on her wedding day, but being married to KIM TAEHYUNG is an absolute nightmare.
She has always adored the m...
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"Congratulations," one of the actresses under my management says. Jessica, I believe her name is?
"When I got the invite, I assumed it'd be something like this, but for some reason, I thought it'd be Irene and you. I always thought there was secretly something going on between you two, but it all makes sense now. You were just looking out for your sister-in-law."
My heart clenches painfully at the thought of Irene being my sister- in-law, yet that is exactly what she is now. I force a smile to my face, and Jisoo tenses beside me.
"The Kwons and the Kims have always been good friends," I tell her, unsure what else to say.
She glances at Jisoo and grins. "I guess this explains why there were rarely any rumors about you. You were secretly dating Taehyung." I tighten my grip on Jisoo's waist and pull her closer.
"Yes," Jisoo says. "Taehyung and I are both very private people, so we've tried our best to stay out of the spotlight, and we'll continue to do so."
I nod and press a soft kiss to her temple, tired of this fucking charade. It's been an endless barrage of questions that neither of us has answers to, and I'm exhausted. I'm sure Jisoo is too.
She slumps against me once Jessica walks away, and I pull her closer with a big fake smile on my face.
"Let's get the fuck out of here," I tell her.
She grins at me so cheerfully that even I'm deceived for a moment.
"Gladly," she snaps, smiling brightly. I chuckle. I can't help it.
"This is fucking ridiculous, but let's put on our last act of the night," I tell her, before bending down and lifting her into my arms. Cheers erupt around us as I carry her away, both of us smiling the way that's expected of us.
There's a limousine waiting for us, and I carefully put Jisoo down in front of it. The relieved sigh that escapes her lips grates on me. I suppose a small part of me wishes that she didn't hate every second of today, of marrying me.
I hold the door open for her, and she freezes for a moment before getting in. It isn't until I join her that I understand her reaction. Grandma is sitting in the car, her arms crossed and a deceptively serene smile on her face.
"Kim Jisoo," she says. "Welcome to the family." Jisoo tenses and nods. She's smiling the way she did throughout the day, but I notice the way her hands tremble.
"Why are you here, Grandma?" I ask, weary. Today has been a complete mess, and I'm not sure how much more I can take.
"Everything went as I expected today, but I understand that both of you are confused and uncertain about your future, so I'd like to take the time to ensure you're familiar with the rules you must abide by throughout the first three years of your marriage." She looks at me then. "You might be aware, but Jisoo is not."
