Psychopath Billionaire | BBANGSAZ

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THREE YEARS LATER

H A N N I

It's been three years since she disappeared. Three years since I left the Kim estate and started my life from scratch.

To say that things had changed would be a huge understatement.

We moved to a secluded town called Gwangju, and I work in a small bakery.

My boss was an elderly man in his sixties who sometimes lets me take time off to take care of Hyein, my three-year-old daughter.

Yes, you heard that right.

At thirty-two, I had two children to complement my status as an abandoned multimillionaire wife.

After Minji's disappearance, the CEO position was transferred directly to Kim Haerin, making her the sole owner of the company as well as the Kim properties.

As far as I knew, Kim's Island was still under Minji's name, and according to the will, it was mine too, but I had refused to move there.

Seokmin had done everything to convince me to move back to the old family house, but I refused.

I no longer wanted that life.

News reporters spent an unhealthy amount of time trying to interview me; some even offered money in exchange, but I managed to leave it all behind.

When I moved to this town, I found out I was three months pregnant. And since then, I've been living a life in the shell of a hermit.

Mr. Park was a kind man, so he paid me more than I could have asked for. He knew there was an incomplete story in the background that I was hiding, but he didn't pry into my personal life, and that made things easier.

My past information was readily available on the internet, but I assumed the townspeople had decided to overlook it, as I had been a pregnant single mother who had come to this town looking for work.

No one knew what had happened to Kim Minji.

It was as if she had disappeared off the face of the earth.

There were countless articles online and YouTube videos discussing conspiracy theories about where Minji actually was, and most of them were very unsettling.

There were rumors that Minji was actually dead, that she had somehow bribed prisoners and guards with a million dollars and then escaped from the Correctional Facility in a stolen car that crashed, but the government didn't want to reveal such information to the media.

A year after her disappearance, another source spotted her in Istanbul, Turkey.

I had seen the circulated images on the internet, and I was sure it wasn't Minji.

I knew my wife, and I could bet it wasn't her.

It all boiled down to the most ridiculous of theories that the multimillionaire had been abducted by aliens.

And I wondered, why the hell would aliens or anyone consider abducting the psychotic, unless they wanted to make their own life hell?

Someone else said Minji had joined a secret society.

Sometimes, when I closed my eyes, I saw her.

I remembered the things she had done to me and wondered how life would be if she hadn't been such a messed-up woman.

"Hanni, you look exhausted. You can take a half-day off today," Sunghoon, the bakery owner's son, suggested. "I promise I won't cut your pay."

"Thank you, Sunghoon, your father is really nice," I said. "If he hadn't given me this job, I don't know what would have happened."