SUNG KYUNG'S POV
Am I seriously gonna do this? Why can't I just say no? I know my life's going to be miserable if I'll continue this nonsense. But everything's set and How can I back out now? Oh God! Please help me....
I was so lost with my thoughts that I didn't realized that the car already stopped.
"Ms. Sung Kyung, we're already here..." Mr. Park, our driver said...
I took a deep sigh and was about to get out of the car when it suddenly opened and my brother rushed inside inside. Before I could even asked him what's the matter, he cuts me off....
"Sung Kyung, are you sure about this? You could still back out. I know you don't want this and that you hate my bestfriend. You two can't harldy have one conversation without fighting and now you two are getting married? This is absurd. Insane!"
"I..... just.... ahm.... I don't know... Dad's gonna be mad if...." I stutterly repiled to him.
"Bullshit!" Jong Suk cursed as I was fidgeting my hands. Everything he said makes sense, I know that. I actually know that from the very start.
Jong Suk suddenly took my hand and continued "Sung Kyung, look at me, Don't do this. Do not let Dad control you. C'mon, I don't want to see you live your life under Dad's radar......" I just stared at my brother and is making up a decision on my mind whether to continue this or not when the car's door opened again...
"What are you still doing here? Sung Kyung, everyone's waiting for you already. Don't keep my bussiness associates waiting..." my Dad sternly said to me. He turned back and made his way back to the church.
"Sung Kyung..." My brother looked at me with pleading eyes as if telling me not to push this stupid wedding!
But then again I made a pact to make dad happy and if this would make him, then so be it......"I guess, I have to this. I'm sorry bro.." I helplesly said to my brother.
"But Sung Kyung..." I cutt him off... "C'mon, let's go. I can manage that perverted friend of yours..." I smiled at him.... Jung Suk shook his head. He didn't spoke anymore. He knew I already made up my mind and there's not that could change my decision. Unless if dad will tell me so, but I doubt that. So here I am getting out of the car with a heavy heart.
I hate to admit this, but the jerk is right, I AM A YES-DADDY GIRL.
I AM A COWARD!.
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FanfictionMiss Prim and Proper She's always a Yes Dad, okay Dad, no problem Dad all her life. She follows everything he says and commands. What would she do if her father asks her to marry someone she dreaded the most? Would she still be a Yes-girl? or will...
