The Happy Ending Love Story

Game of Hearts #2

Hwan's face hardened hearing Seokyung's explanation. He had never heard that Mr. Ahn had a mistress and Sora was not the son of the late Madame Ahn.

"We were separated when we were born. Madam Ahn has known our mother for a long time. When we were born and the father intended to take us Mrs Ahn refused. He just wanted one of us. Sora brought by father. In exchange, my mother and I had to leave Seoul so that the mother's whereabouts were not known to the public for the sake of Mrs Ahn's pride."

Hwan's memory drifted. Madam Ahn is a former top actress in Korea. No doubt he's going down this path. At first glance Hwan becomes aware of the life of Ahn's family that Sora did not tell.

"I've heard glimpses of you from Sora. You are a friend of Brother Sohan, aren't you? Nice to meet you."

Sora's face overlaps with Seokyung's. The woman is always smiling. Unlike the cold Sora. If Sora smiled a lot he might be like Seokyung right now. Well-favoured. Not that Sora's not pretty. Hwan admits that he fell in love at first sight with Sora because of her beauty. But Seokyung has a different beauty. Suddenly his daydreams crumbled with his other thoughts.

"You.. ahem."' Hwan hesitated. "Why did you agree to this agreement?" Finally, the question that had been there since Hwan glided.

Seokyung smiled faintly. "I need the money." Answer's short.

Once again Hwan was surprised. He still remembered if Seokyung had mentioned the down payment at the beginning.

"You are brothers. But how can it be?"

"Our relationship is complicated." Cut Seokyung. "I needed a large sum of money and Sora offered me this agreement. So I decided to accept it. In return I am willing to follow this agreement."

"A large amount of money? Wh-wh-what for? You can ask Mr. Ahn if you need to, or to Sohan."

Seokyung remained calm. Hwan had no idea if there was a storm inside him.

"Mr Kang, I told you earlier that our family relationship is complicated. Can I keep a secret about what I need the money for? Please put your attention on our agreement." Sergey Seokyung.

Hwan was stabbed by a dagger. How can one stay calm saying something this painful. Hwan doesn't know if the women who are willing to give birth to their child are Sora's siblings. If he finds out early Hwan will refuse. But if it were anyone else, the situation would be difficult. Hwan doesn't think. Rice has become a porridge. The three of them had been dragged into the agreement they had made themselves. The agreement they each had to execute.

The agreement was held by Sora because Sora himself made a deal with Seokyung without involving Hwan. Broadly speaking Hwan knew the contents of their agreement.

"How much money would you receive if you successfully gave birth to my son?" Ask Hwan suddenly. "I need to know to measure how far I have to go with the money you receive."

Seokyung's eyes were shaking. He was never demeaned like this. But that's the truth. He sold his body to someone else. Of course he was fully aware when signing the agreement with Sora. Seokyung simply did not think that her life had reached its lowest point. Until his pride can be trampled on by others.

"50.000.000 ₩. 30,000,000 ₩ has been given to me and her side will be given when I successfully give birth." Seokyung's voice choked. He is no different from pe*acur. The equation is to both sell the body and the difference is that the transaction is done professionally.

Hwan turned his gaze in any direction. He couldn't see Seokyung's face. Hwan was like seeing Sora who was making transactions with others. Hwan's heart sank.

"You must have known the contents of our agreement. So you can do anything to me. There's nothing specific about him. But I ask you one thing, please do not commit physical violence on me. Anything other than physicality I'll accept." Seokyung.

Hwan again set his sights on Seokyung. He was still thinking about the money case Seokyung would receive. He has given up his body for the benefit of others for the sake of money is not so large in number according to Hwan. From the beginning he was not involved in making the deal. But he became a perpetrator. He finally decided one thing.

Seokyung nodded.

"Then there's an extra six months if you're not pregnant. If during that time you didn't make it you have to return all the money right?" Hwan kelu's mouth. Indirectly they must succeed during the specified time.

"Yes right."

"So during that time I'll give you extra money a month. You can use it for your own purposes while living here."

"No thanks." Decline Seokyung.

Hwan gasp.

"I've already received my payment."

"Look. You are Sora's replacement. That means you're my wife, to replace Sora." Hwan choked on his own words. "Ehem. So it's my duty to give you a living." Hwan was clumsy with his own words.

"You can give it directly to Sora. I had enough with the money I received from Sora. I made an agreement with Sora not with you. So I have no right. Thank you for your attention." A faint smile rose from Seokyung's lips.

There was something in Hwan's heart. Something that cannot be explained. Seokyung's calm made her shaken. The young lady before him did not seem to be afraid of anything. Didn't realize she had sold her body to her sister's husband. Hwan's mind was complicated. Head throbbing.

"Well if that's what you want. It's late and you're tired. I'll take you to the room." Hwan. He ignored his luggage and walked forward guiding Seokyung who was following him behind. Not the suitcase he was carrying was just one medium-sized bag. Hwan did not comment.

"Come in. This is the main room. The room we're going to use together. This is a new house so Sora's belongings haven't had time to move. You can use it first." Hwan was awkward.

Seokyung nodded then stepped in. The room was spacious and full of large furniture. In the middle of the room there is a super-esar bedroom in the form of a canopy complete with curtains. The wardrobe is high until it touches the roof. Everything is all white. Seokyung. The size of this room is bigger than his house. Seokyung laughed in a smile.

"Are you going to sleep here too?"

Hwan nodded awkwardly. "Isn't the sooner we make it the better?" Hwan tried to shift his clumsiness.

"Ah yes. Can I take a shower first?" Seokyung asked for permission.

"of course. I'll take care of my stuff downstairs. Please enjoy your time." Hwan answered immediately closing the door. He stopped right in front of the closed door. She's worried. Is it true what he is doing right now. Hwan wanted to back off but he had already promised Sora. His hand rubbed his face rough. He needs to calm his mind.

Seokyung immediately took a shower and changed into sleeping clothes. He spread his eyes around the room. Heart hurts. He held back tears with all his might. Tonight is the night of his execution. Seokyung straightened her back. Sitting on the edge of the bed faithfully waiting. Like a death row prisoner waiting for the day of his death. The night is getting late but Hwan is not coming. Seokyung who was tired of waiting finally fell asleep.

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