The Wife is a Superstar 1

Chapter 46: She Has Amnesia?

V was the final performer on "MusicFest Tonight".

Since he was the bigshot this time, most of the other performers and the staff paid their respects to him after the show ended. It took more than an hour for him to escape before he was finally able to go home.

Jennie didn't join the others in greeting him after the show. She left immediately after paying respects to the important personnel in the show.

Inside the van, V was at the backseat with his manager, Sejin. His two assistants were at the front. One was driving while the other sat on the front passenger seat.

V wore big, gold-plated headphones, drumming his hands in the air and tapping his feet to the beat of the music only he could hear.

On his side, Sejin was busy on his phone. A few moments later, Sejin's eyes widened. He unceremoniously pulled V's headphones from his head and shoved his phone to his artist's face.

"Bastard! What are you doing?!"

"Read this."

"What's so important that you have to shove it on my face..." V's eyes also widened after a few seconds of reading. "For real? She has amnesia?"

"I don't know. She hasn't said anything official about this. But if it's true, then it explains why she changed so much."

"Who has amnesia?" the assistant sitting on the front passenger seat asked.

"Jennie Kim," Sejin answered.

"Really?" The assistant was shocked.

"I believe it," the driver interjected. "I've been with V since a long time ago. So I was there when the girl kept on following V wherever we went. She kept on popping up in front of our faces, trying to talk to him. She didn't know how to give up. And V was too nice to reject her outright. It was painful to watch. But seeing her perform tonight, I almost didn't recognize her. Her aura feels so different from before."

"Hmmm." Sejin rubbed his chin. "V and I actually met Jennie and her manager in the hallway earlier tonight. She was very polite, greeting V properly as a junior to her senior. She didn't say anything unnecessary beyond the greetings. It was actually V, this idiot, who tried pulling her into a conversation. On the other hand, Jennie almost couldn't wait to get away from us. So different from how she acted with V before."

"Who are you calling an idiot, you bastard?!"

Sejin gave him a side eye. "You know that there are rumours about you fathering a baby with her. You know that even just being seen together with her could cause a big scandal, yet you still wanted to talk to her more. If you're not an idiot, then what are you?"

"Shut up. I know already! I'm so tired of you saying the same thing again and again. And I was just asking her how she's been. It's not like I was asking her to sleep with me!"

"You better not sleep with her or else both of your showbiz careers will be finished."

"Tsk. I said I know already! So annoying."

"Did you read about the part about her and the New Girls?"

"Yeah."

"Wait. Let me ask." Sejin snatched his phone back from V's hands as he tossed the big headphones on his artist's lap.

He tapped on his phone and placed it on his ear.

"Hello? Director He? Sorry to bother you...yes, yes. We're on our way home. Thank you for taking care of us...V says that he had fun performing tonight...Ahaha! Of course, next time...Director He, I have a question. I hope you don't mind. Is it true that Jennie got into an argument with the New Girls? It's okay if you don't answer, I understand...Oh? It's true?...They bullied her?...Oh no. She really fainted? I can't believe she still performed after...Unbelievable...Yes, yes. Thank you, Director He...Of course, I won't tell others that you told me...Yes, you too. Have a good night. Bye!"

Sejin hung up the phone, then turned to V.

"Fuck, it's true?" V's face looked outraged. "Those bitches."

Sejin sighed. "It's not like you don't know that bullying is common in this industry. It happens all the time."

"Of course I know! But fuck. She fainted."

"Why are you so affected? It has nothing to do with you."

"Hmph! You heartless bastard!"

Sejin sighed again.

V carelessly threw his gold-plated headphones on the seat behind him. He looked out the window in a bad mood.

The van drove in the night, the people riding it silent, each with their own thoughts.