
“Hwan I want to marry you on two terms.”
“What is it?”
“If you agree I will say what the terms are.”
“I definitely agree. Anything will do for you.”
“Good. Listen to me, this year is a very important year for me. I have to teach my career as a ballerina. You know not my dream since childhood? This year is my chance to take a world tour. The first condition is that I want you not to hinder all my efforts during this.”
“Why should I get in your way, I love you, I will definitely support you.”
“Ok. First condition I assume we agreed.”
“Ya, then the second condition?”
“Maybe this tour will take a long time, a year or maybe more. Your parents blessed our marriage because they want to get a grandchild soon, right? I can't give birth to Hwan. Appearance is very important for a ballerina, if you agree to this second condition, I will be ready for marriage even tomorrow no problem."
“What are the conditions? I will definitely approve.”
“I will look for a replacement to give birth to our child. People who are willing to be paid. Of course your son and the girl. Then the boy will be our son. That way your parents won't interfere with our relationship anymore. You don't have to worry. I've found someone willing to conceive and give birth to our child.”
“What?”
***
Kang Inhwan's wedding day, CEO of Kangin Group, became a national heartbreak day. Hwan who became the most wanted man in the country suddenly announced his marriage to a ballerina artist, Ahn Sora. A lot of women who idolized him heartbroken.
The wedding party was held in luxury. On a cruise for three days and three nights. This is the wedding of the owner of Kangin Group so no wonder. A number of officials, conglomerates to artists were invited. Starting from the wedding to the reception everything is sung live by the national television station. A lot of envy hatches everywhere. Ahn Sora's Kang Inhwan couple is referred to as modern day cinderella. Sora is the son of a fallen conglomerate. The wealth of the two families is not in a draw. Therefore many say if the Afternoon is very lucky. Maybe in his old life he was a hero.
After a three-day, three-night party, the new couple set off on their honeymoon in Europe. Wherever they go is always in the headlines. Many paparazzi follow and sell information about it.
"I will meet with the group in Italy. The date of the meeting is three days away." It was clearly Sora on Hwan who was hugging him tightly from behind. Hwan remained silent and did not react.
Their innocent bodies were still intertwined with each other. Hwan kissed Sora's shoulders and open back.
"Hwan?" Call Sora because there is no answer.
"Hmm?" Instead of answering Hwan chose to growl slowly.
"We need to talk seriously." Sora's voice was rising.
"Speak I listen to you." Hwan Timpal.
"How can we talk if you keep going like this. Hwan. Come onl. Hwan!" Sora gasped as his body suddenly flipped. Hwan had soared above him. Soon the fight was suppressed.
They drift off on their honeymoon until the day Sora talks about comes.
"I have to leave immediately. Everyone is waiting for me."
"One more day. Give me one more day Sora."
"No. If I'm late I won't be able to join the group to New York."
"Should it be like this?"
"Hwan you promised me."
"But..."
"Calm down. I've arranged everything. The woman will come when you come home. We have written a letter of agreement. When all is ready I will come back and we can move on with our lives. I can achieve my dreams and your family gets their wishes too."
"Yes I'm sure. Think of our separation as the beginning of our unity day later Hwan. You guys should try to have kids so I can go home soon. Remember in this agreement should not involve each other's hearts. You are all mine."
Hwan nodded.
"Don't call me. I'll call you. If something urgent happens just send me a message. Even if my number is not active if contacted, I will try to reply to it. See you soon, baby. I love you." Sora approached and kissed Hwan on the lips.
Sora took the suitcase. He was wearing a hat and sunglasses. He slipped out of the hotel in the middle of the night.
Hwan who saw it laughed bitterly. Seeing the back of the person he loved disappear, Hwan's heart was empty. He went back to his room to pack his things. He should return to Korea soon. There was no point in continuing to settle down if Sora had already left. Hwan took his phone and contacted someone.
News of Hwan's own return to Korea did not leak to the public. He landed on a private plane. It was dark when he got into his private car. After his belongings entered the trunk, a black sports car immediately drove into the streets of Seoul.
The house that the last ten days left the owner brightly lit. Hwan frowned, he suddenly remembered Sora's words.
'The woman will come after you come home.'
"Did he arrive this fast?" Hwan said slowly.
The car is parked in the garage. One by one Hwan's suitcases were removed.
"Leave here and go home. I'll see you tomorrow morning." Hwan told his personal driver.
Hwan anticipates the possibility of the woman Sora is referring to is inside. The fewer people who know the secret will be safe. Hwan pulled two suitcases in. Right, the door is unlocked and all the lights are on. As soon as Hwan entered the house, there was already someone waiting for him. Hwan's steps stopped.
"Sora?" Hwan surprised. He rubbed his eyes to make sure the one standing in the guest seat of his house was his wife Ahn Sora.
"Have you come?"
Hwan is drawn by reality. That woman is not Sora. They are similar but different. Hwan and Sora did not use formal words.
Hwan is still on the spot. His head is throbbing pain. She looks a lot like Sora. At first glance, no one can tell the difference except for their habits. Sora always uses makeup from head to toe. Different from that woman. She's simple, without any makeup. His face was natural and the clothes he used were simple. A plain white short-sleeved t-shirt is inserted into the knee-length line motif skirt. Her appearance was fresh and looked much younger than Sora. Hwan's heart melos. This game that must not involve the heart has begun.
"Where did you get in here?" Ask Hwan sarcasm.
"Sora sent me a message. The address along with the password of this house."
Hwan's eyebrows shot up. From her tone of voice the woman sounded familiar with Sora.
"Where do you know Sora?" Cut Hwan fast.
"Can I answer it sitting down? I've just traveled a long way and just arrived." Pinta the woman.
"Oh sit down." Hwan condemned his insensitivity. As the woman sat down, Hwan again stepped up and took a seat on the other side of the empty chair.
"I'll answer all your questions. Since I'm involved in the agreement and I've got a down payment from Sora I'll follow whatever you want." At the end of his speech the woman's voice shook. Hwan.
Anyone would definitely not want to be dragged into this ridiculous situation. Unless they have to and have a reason. Hwan wants to know that. The reason why the woman agreed to the agreement with Sora.
"What's your relationship with Sora?"
Pause of silence for a moment.
"Channel my name Ahn Seokyung. Call me Seokyung. I'm from Busan."
Hwan's forehead wrinkled when he heard Sora's surname with the woman was the same.
"As you think. Our family name is the same." Seokyung shut up for a second. "We are twin brothers. Identically. Sora and I were born to our father's mistress. I am a sister. Sora was born a few minutes before me." Clearly Seokyung while noticing the change in the surprised face of Hwan.
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