Mao Qiu was unsatisfied with the marital property that her father-in-law gave them. Whenever she complained to Donghwi, he would scold her.
"This is already bigger than your family's property. What more do you want?"
She pouted at him and stomped away. He ignored her and began reviewing the work documents his assistant sent him while he was out on his honeymoon. She looked back at him.
Seeing that he wasn't even trying to coax her, she was indignant.
"You're a jerk, Hwi! I'm going home to my parents!"
This time, she stomped away for real.
Donghwi watched her throwing a tantrum like the spoiled brat that she had been all her life. She reminded him of his youngest half-sister. Jennie had been similar to Mao Qiu—no, she had been worse than this woman he married before she changed for the better.
Resentment for having to marry such a shallow and uninteresting woman like Mao Qiu welled up in his heart.
Jennie was also at fault, without a doubt. If she hadn't changed from her bratty ways and started posing a real threat to his position as the legitimate successor, he wouldn't have been forced to take such a drastic measure as finding outsiders, the Maos, for assistance.
Because of Jennie, he had no choice but to marry Mao Qiu, a woman he didn't even like all that much. Now that they were officially married, he even started to feel disgusted by his own wife.
All of these negative thoughts were preventing him from concentrating on the documents. So, finally, he sighed and gave up for today.
He took his car keys and headed to the garage. Mao Qiu's car was gone. She must have really followed her threat of running to her parents and tattling on him for bullying her.
Whatever.
He would just deal with whatever happened after this. But, for now, he needed some time to relax.
Later, he arrived at a mall. Despite all the ruckus that resulted in him being featured in the news (for all the wrong reasons), nobody recognized him at this place. He wasn't a celebrity like Jennie after all.
He headed to a children's store. When he came out later, he was carrying several bags. He packed everything in his car and drove straight to a secret apartment that he didn't disclose to Mao Qiu.
Whenever he needed a quiet escape, he usually stayed here. It was small, only one bedroom, and it wasn't particularly luxurious compared to his usual standards. But it served the purpose of a safe little haven for him.
The only woman he had ever brought here before was Hoyeon. He wasn't 100% sure, but there was a high chance that they conceived Little Jun in this very apartment.
Hoyeon was the only woman that had the privilege of entering his personal haven. All his ex-girlfriends were brought to hotels, and sometimes even to the ancestral home if he could sneak them in without his father's knowledge, but never in this apartment. He didn't even plan on bringing his wife here. Ever.
He carefully arranged all the clothes, toys, books and other stuff that he purchased earlier at the mall for his son. Basically, he just bought whatever the clerks recommended to him.
Mao Qiu didn't know about his plan to spend a day with his son soon. He had no plans of telling her. The woman despised Little Jun. There was no way that he would allow her to stop him from having a relationship with his own child.
At the same, he was also looking forward to meeting and speaking with Hoyeon. But, truth be told, he was surprised that she agreed to his request.
Maybe...just maybe...she still had feelings for him.
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The Wife Is A Superstar 7
FanficA world-famous hacker and daughter of the most powerful criminal family who ruled the international underworld for many generations is killed when their organization is annihilated in a single night. She is reborn into the body of Jennie Kim, a pop...