LOST WIFE, FORGOTTEN LOVE

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Choi Seunghyun watch as the guests arrive at his private beach house in Jeju. He choose the place to avoid the press, for whatever tonight was for. He wanted it to be held privately. Knowing his massive beach house is surrounded by securities, no one who in his right mind would forced themselves inside without going through the tight security.

He welcomed his guest with a satisfied smile on his face. Everything is in order as he planned. All he had to do is wait for his FIANCÉ to arrive and announced their engagement.

Being a single father for almost two years after the death of his wife. Seunghyun thought it is time to find his son, Mino, to have a mother. Not only a wife to him but a good mother to his child. Mino is a gift, his precious boy is growing up and he needed a mother to support and be with him when he was too busy in his work. The past years were hard for him to divide his time.

Clara Lee, the one he choose to marry is perfect for his son. She's beautiful, from the wealthy family and she knows how to handle children. He had seen her with Mino. She's been nothing but good at his son and he knew it from then, Clara is perfect wife and mother to his child.

It didn't have to be a love match. After loosing the love of his life, Seunghyun didn't knew if he could still love another woman. Despite what his wife had done to him, he still love her and will always love her.

Clara arrived with her family, stunning as ever. She smiled when she saw him and Seunghyun went to her and greeted her family. Hoping to start the party soon. He was tired. After a series of meetings at the office, he had to travel from Seoul to Jeju for this day.

"Mr. Choi."

Seunghyun excused himself and saw his head of the security. He nodded at him. Seunghyun hope no press was found loitering at the property hoping to get an inside scope.

"What is it, Daesung?"

Daesung had a frown and he looked uneasy. Interesting. His head of security usually didn't show any emotion or doesn't frown. This might be bad. He thought and gestured him to the kitchen, looking for privacy.

When they reach inside, his staff were busy working and didn't even glance at their way. "We have a situation, sir. Uhm.."

Daesung look at him in the eye, shifting his weight. Shit. Seunghyun knew he wouldn't like what would his security was about to say.

"Okay. what is it?"

"There's a woman... Who wanted to see you. I-I.. She told everyone at the gate that you knew her. She wouldn't leave until you come and see her."

"Until I come and see her? Who is this woman she said she was? What does she want from me. I have a engagement to attend, Daesung. Tell her if she can't wait, comeback tomorrow. We don't know if she's telling lies and she's a press member."

Daesung nodded but didn't leave. He had this look on his face that there's more of something about this woman he didn't tell him.

"What?"

"Uhm. Sir. I've been working for you closely for 5 years now. I know this is your engagement party and I don't want to cause any trouble but.."

Seunghyun froze. For the 5 years of working with Daesung, he had never seen him like this before, he was usually the brave and nothing to fear kind of man. He had join the army for 10 years and retired and joined the security team instead.

"Whatever you have to say, say it now, Daesung. We have to solve this problem now. Whatever that woman is playing I want it to end. My fiancé needed me inside."

Daesung straightened and he looked serious when he look at him. "Sir, the woman claimed to be Miss Sandara Park. She said she needed to see you. I know this must be a shock to you but.. I work longer than everyone else and I've been working with your wife, I know her. I couldn't mistaken her face. You need to see her yourself sir. I'm sorry."

Seunghyun felt his knees gave in but manage to pull himself not to fall. His heart pounding inside his chest making him harder to breathe. He's head felt like a roller coaster processing Daesung's words. He knew he was stating the fact. After what happened to his wife, he fired everyone from the security for not doing their job well in watching his family. Only Daesung remained, he was someone he could trust. So no one aside from Daesung at the security recognize his wife. Sandara Park.

But how? He had seen her dead body, buried her. What if Daesung is right? What if she's really outside the gate? Waiting for him? Could a ghost or spirit really talk to people? Or could this be someone else pretending? One thing could prove that claim, only him.

And if it's really true? That she's alive? And not dead? What would he feel? What would her excuses? If she didn't die from the plane crash why did she have to appear just now? Relief, hurt, anger he felt inside. How can she not stand a day without seeing their son?

Their son.

Did she come here to get his son away from him? No way in hell. He raised his son alone after she abandoned him and left. Letting them believe she died in the crash. He will find answers. Now.

Sandara hugged her waist, protectively. She didn't know why she felt this house gave her chills but she waited patiently. She thanked Mother Catherine for giving her the money to fly here. It took her a few days to find the place. Especially when you had no memories at all.

She reach the private house almost late and saw that there are a lot of cars coming and thought she came at the wrong time but she didn't care. She wanted answers. She'd been dying to know who she is, is her name really Sandara? Well. That's what she read at the news. The news she and Mother Catherine accidentally saw at the television. About the billionaire businessman who was rumored to marry one of the daughter of a wealthy family and heir. Flashing her picture as described her as the late wife of the said businessman.

She almost didn't believe it but it's not only her who saw it. Everyone at the convent. Confirming the news, Sandara search it in the Internet and saw a lot of articles about her and her husband. How they call them a perfect pair. Sandara could not mistaken the woman who was hugging the man called Choi Seunghyun looked different. With her brown honey hair curled at the end, the expensive diamonds in her ear and neck, the beautiful long gown and the happy and full of love expression on her face and had her eyes only for her husband. She looked like her but more beautiful that she is right now. They look nothing alike. It was a different her.

When the security finally let her in and place her inside this room, she thanked God for it. Finally she'll have her answers. Living a life that you don't know nothing about yourself made her feel the huge hole inside her heart. Something was missing in her life. That made her ache to know. Despite how happy she is at the convent. Nothing would make her feel whole, knowing her true identity, who she really is. Mother Catherine and the rest supported her, she was grateful they took her in and help her.

When she heard footsteps coming. Nervous, Sandara fought it. She need to be strong to face whatever it is. She'd reach this far. She wanted to know about her. Her true identity.

When the door opens. She almost jump out of her chair, her hands were shaking in nervousness and fear. What if they'll throw her away? Not believing her at all? What if Seunghyun wouldn't see her?

A man entered the room first. The one he said was the head of the security and followed by another. Her heart is beating wildly inside her chest, anticipating. Then the man she only saw at the television and Internet entered the room. Sandara grasp. It's him. Her husband.