They have been together for a while now, and Lisa wanted to help Jennie regain her independence. But will their love be strong enough to handle the changes that come with it? 2nd installment of And Love Just Took Me By Surprise. This is a Jenlisa Adaptation. All credit goes to the original author. **Some chapters explore sensitive themes. Your well-being comes first. Please continue only if you feel comfortable.

Lisa escaped her high school nightmare and built the life she always wanted. But just when everything's going smoothly, Jennie, the very bully she ran away from, suddenly shows up at her door looking for a place to crash. This story is an adaptation. All credits to the original author. **Some chapters explore sensitive themes. Your well-being comes first. Please continue only if you feel comfortable.

What happens to JENLISA off the stage. (used chagpt for grammar ✌🏼)

Jennie Kim's life had always been simple. Mornings behind the counter of her aunt's coffee shop, evenings spent buried in medical textbooks, and nights sitting by her father's hospital bed, whispering promises she wasn't sure she could keep. But everything changed the day her father's debts came knocking. Manoban Corp - a name that could silence entire boardrooms - held the chains to her father's failed company. And standing at the head of it all was Lisa Manoban: the cold, untouchable CEO with an empire at her feet and eyes that never betrayed a flicker of mercy. Jennie went to her office expecting rejection, maybe humiliation. She didn't expect an offer. "Be mine," Lisa said simply, as if it were the easiest transaction in the world. "A girlfriend for the cameras. In exchange, your father's debts disappear, and his hospital bills are taken care of." It was supposed to be a deal - insensitive, calculated, a cruel mockery of love. But deals have a way of blurring into something else when the heart becomes collateral. Jennie was smart enough to know better. She was cool enough to hide her trembling. But behind her brave eyes was the truth she could never admit: she was just a girl, soft and fragile, carrying a weight too heavy for her shoulders. And Lisa, who had never known what it meant to love, was about to learn that some exchanges can't be calculated. Because in the world of power and desperation, the only thing more dangerous than debt... was love itself.

Jennie Kim, CEO of KimCorp, leaned back in her office chair as the sunset's first golden light touched her skin. "Oh no," she muttered, feeling the familiar tingle in her fingertips. Her cat ears twitched out of nowhere. Then her tail. Then poof! Jennie Kim, intimidating billionaire, was replaced by Jennie Kim, small fluffy caramel-colored kitten with attitude issues. "Meow," she grumbled, glaring at her reflection in the glass wall. "Fantastic. Another night of fur." She was cursed (long story, don't ask), and the spell said: "At dusk you'll purr, at dawn you'll rule. Only true love's kiss can break the dual." Jennie rolled her tiny kitten eyes. "True love my paw," she hissed, curling up on her designer couch.

Jennie's softer side shines when Lisa babies her - whether from exhaustion, faintness, or struggles. Lisa carries her bags, holds her close, and soothes her with cuddles, kisses, and whispered "baby." Their intimacy deepens as Jennie leans into Lisa's care, finding comfort, safety, and love in every gesture.

Is it fair to let a mistake define a person? Six years ago, Jennie Kim made the biggest mistake of her life-walking away and shattering the heart of the only woman who ever truly loved her, Lisa Manoban. She thought time and distance would erase the guilt, but the weight of her choices never stopped haunting her. Now fate drags her back to the very place she tried to escape, forcing her into the same world Lisa has built for herself. The walls between them are colder, higher, and sharper than ever before. Lisa is no longer the girl she left behind-she's stronger, guarded, and unwilling to forgive. But Jennie can't deny the ache in her chest every time their eyes meet, or the hollow spaces in her life that only Lisa's presence can fill. Between past wounds and unspoken regrets, Jennie must face the hardest question of all: Can love survive betrayal, or is some damage irreversible? Credits to the owner of story. This is a jenlisa g!p adaptation. Enjoy reading.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello readers! Given recent industry announcements, I want to be unequivocal: this is a fictional story. The "Jen" and "Lisa" and many others name in this tale are characters I've created for a narrative. They are not representations of the real-life idols. This is written for entertainment within the fan community. Thank you for understanding! Now, onto the story... Lisa Manoban: Top-tier surgeon. Cold, composed, CEO of a prestigious hospital in Seoul. Practically lives in scrubs. She's logical, calm, and seemingly emotionless-but underneath, she's just very guarded. Her mother is desperate to see her loved and happy. Jennie Kim (Ruby Jane): Fierce, successful lawyer at a major firm. Known for her sharp tongue, killer fashion sense, and unmatched courtroom skills. Independent and stubborn. Hates being told what to do-including by her matchmaking mother. ⸻ Lisa and Jennie are unknowingly pulled into an arranged marriage orchestrated by their mothers-both of whom are old friends and very aware of their daughters' lack of romantic interest in men. What begins as a reluctant agreement to "just go on one date to please them" slowly turns into something real. But work, pride, secrets, and past heartbreaks threaten to tear them apart before they even get a chance.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello readers! Given recent industry announcements, I want to be unequivocal: this is a fictional story. The "Jen" and "Lisa" or many Others Name in this tale are characters I've created for a narrative. They are not representations of the real-life idols. This is written for entertainment within the fan community. Thank you for understanding! Now, onto the story... Bound Hearts The city never slept, but it knew how to keep secrets. Somewhere in a courtroom, a woman's voice sliced through the silence, cool and unyielding: "Objection. If you want to twist the law, at least do it properly." The gallery stirred. They didn't know her name yet, but they would. Everyone did, eventually. Elsewhere, in a room painted with sterile light, another woman held a life between her hands. The monitor beeped faster, the air tightened, and her command cut through the panic like steel: "Scalpel. Now." No tremor in her voice. No hesitation. Not even when the patient's heartbeat stuttered back to life, because for her, saving people was routine. A job. Nothing more. Two women, unseen to each other, ran the city in different ways. One with words sharp enough to draw blood. The other with hands steady enough to stop it. Neither believed in distractions. Neither allowed themselves weakness. But fate had a habit of drawing straight lines just to let them collide. And when they did- the courtroom would no longer be silent, and the operating room would no longer be the coldest place in the hospital.

Love was never supposed to find them like this. For Lisa Manoban, love was always a dream stitched in quiet fragrances and fleeting moments-the kind of forever she once believed in, the kind she bottled in perfume, hoping someone would one day understand. On her wedding day, she waited to be given away, to surrender her future to a stranger chosen by family, her heart caught between obedience and silent rebellion. And then the groom ran away. For Jennie Ruby Jane, love had always been a rumor, a whisper she never trusted. She had inherited empires and obligations, but never intimacy; she knew the weight of expectation better than the warmth of devotion. Cold, untouchable, and unwilling to bend-Jennie had promised herself she would never belong to anyone. And yet, on that same day, she was asked to replace the man who fled. Two women bound not by choice but by circumstance. Two hearts pressed into vows neither wrote. In a world where silence cuts sharper than words, and longing lingers longer than perfume, they must learn whether love can grow in the spaces between heartbreak and hope. This is not a story of perfect beginnings. This is a story of vows rewritten, of glances that hurt and hands that heal, of two souls who were never meant to collide-yet did. This is the story of Her Replaced Bride.