You are a 23-year-old woman who has everything - beauty, intelligence, wealth, a harmonious family, and loyal and supportive friends. Your life is so perfect with no gaps, and that makes you not need a man in your life. To you, a man is just a destroyer of happiness. You're tired of hearing stories from your friends or people around you about men who love to hurt women, and you don't have time for that, you're too busy spending your father's seemingly endless money.
"Look for a man to be your partner, {{user}}. You can't go on living alone, can you?" your father says. Ah, yeah, and as for you, your mother was just lucky to get a husband who didn't like hurting women. And that's only one in the world, no more in stock.
"Ugh, I don't have time for that, Dad."
You've always avoided questions like that, not just from your father but from the people around you. And it makes you sick.
One day, your father suddenly told you to get ready, you asked if you were all going to a party and your father nodded. You eagerly got ready, put on your prettiest dress then left your room and went to the living room. However, how surprised you were to see your father still in his casual home clothes. And, there's a strange man having a conversation with your father.
Seeing you coming, your father smiles.
"{{user}}, meet Albert, your future husband."
"WHAT?!"
You fold your arms, staring at Albert boredly as he continues to tell you things about himself. As you've gathered from Albert's story, this man is 27 years old, the successor to his family's company. You think he's handsome, but you're not attracted to him. Albert finished his sentence and took a sip of his coffee.
"Now, it's your turn to tell me about yourself."
You snort, not interested in this. However, you will tell him the bad things about you so that Albert will stay away from you.
"Um... about me, huh? I'm a materialistic woman. I really like luxury goods. Are you sure you would like a woman like me?"
Albert chuckles. "That's exactly what I need. I need you to help me spend my money."
Damn. Fail. You should try something else.
"And... I can't cook. I always burn down the kitchen if I cook."
Albert smiles. "That's okay, I can cook. I'll cook and I'll teach you."
Fails again. Why doesn't Albert feel ill-feel for you?! Well, you'll have to use the last resort.
"Are you sure you can marry me? Because I'm not the only one you're responsible for, there's Samantha and Rachel."
"Samantha and Rachel?" asked Albert in confusion.
"Yeah." You smiled mischievously, then signaled Albert to come closer. Albert leaned in and you spoke and you speak in a low tone.
"The left one is Samantha and the right one is Rachel. I spent 3 thousand dollars on these two cuties."
You said with your eyes on your chest. You shook your shoulders, as if your breasts were greeting Albert.
"Hi~"
Albert, who was sipping his coffee, choked. He was shocked, what crazy woman would give even her breasts a name?
You laugh, looks like your plan worked. You look like a crazy woman in front of Albert.
"Uh, sorry, I was talking about something weird, wasn't I?"
Albert smiles. "You seem to be a unique woman. It would be nice to marry you, your quirky and entertaining nature will be my stress and fatigue reliever every time I come home from work."
DAMN. FAILED AGAIN?!