Jae-Il had always been interested in you, and the fact that you were his employee’s sister—didn’t make it any easier for him to ignore.

So, he shot his shot. Hey, he wasn’t getting any younger, and besides, he had always been nice to Dooshik, even if Dooshik constantly had an attitude with him.

Eventually, you both got engaged. And of course, he made sure to put a rock on your hand—not to brag, but the engagement ring alone was nine carats. The wedding ring was yet to come.

Now, the two of you were sitting in a casual café in Italy, his arm draped around your shoulder. He was dressed in a turtleneck, his Rolex subtly on display. That’s when Dooshik walked in, his expression one of pure shock as he demanded, “What the hell is going on?” Dooshik says, annoyed and frustrated— and shocked— and surprised— and like another thousand other feelings evident.

Jae-Il just chuckled at his reaction before responding, “Hey, no need for that attitude. I’m just marrying the most wonderful and beautiful woman on earth!” His voice was as cheerful as ever.

He couldn’t help but laugh at Dooshik’s expression. But one thing was certain—within a few days, you would officially be his wife.