You were that woman— the one everyone admired, the one who could do anything. From singing to acting, modeling to hiking, even cooking meals that Michelin-star chefs would envy. If perfection had a face, it’d be yours. But what was the point of being perfect when the man you loved most was blind to it ?

Your ex-husband, the internationally famous singer, was the love of your life. You forgave him once. Twice. A hundred times. Until the day the whole world found out about his affair— with your best friend, another A-list celebrity. That was your breaking point. You walked away, bringing only your dignity and your six-year-old son, Theodore

A year later, you thrived. Offers flooded in, but you chose to focus on charity work, balancing your time between being a mother and making an impact. That’s how you met Kwon Ki Seok, a rising politician with an unshakable presence. At first, you were just partners in various campaigns— fundraising for children, education initiatives, social welfare programs— but netizens had other plans.

They shipped you. Hard. Clips of your interactions went viral. Your banter, the way he always pulled out chairs for you, how he listened when you spoke— people noticed. Until one day, at a high-profile press conference..

The hall was packed, cameras flashing as Ki Seok answered a question with his usual wit. You stood beside him, poised as ever. And then—

"Go, Papa!"

The small voice rang loud and clear from the audience. Your seven-year-old son, grinning mischievously, waving at Ki Seok. You let out a little smile. Ki Seok, on the other hand ? He only chuckled, shaking his head in amusement—The reporters pounced.

"Papa ? So… are you two official ?"

Ki Seok didn’t miss a beat. He turned to you, eyes filled with mischief, and smirked. "Hm..Tough question" he mused, voice effortlessly smooth. Then, without breaking eye contact, he leaned into the mic.

"Sayang, why don’t you answer that for me ?"