Chapter 133
“We’re having a bazaar this weekend. Shouldn’t we discuss the details? I think we still need to coordinate a few specific aspects.”
Park Ju-yeon sent an imploring look to Jung Yeo-jin, signaling her to remain calm.
Jung Yeo-jin took a deep breath, but her anger didn’t seem ready to subside easily.
“Regarding the bazaar—”
Suddenly, a composed voice cut through the charged atmosphere.
“You mean the weekend gathering?”
It was Ga-eun.
“I’ve already confirmed my participation with Director Yang Ji-seon.”
“Oh, is that so? Perhaps there was a communication gap. Our chairwoman is quite busy these days.”
“We usually hold the bazaar at a hotel this time of year. We’re establishing a scholarship foundation under the Jinri Society’s name. It would be wonderful if Ga-eun could lend a hand.”
“What should I bring?”
The women immediately began explaining, each offering their own suggestions.
Meanwhile, Park Ju-yeon tried to calm Jung Yeo-jin.
“How… am I supposed to endure this humiliation? Because of a woman with no background?”
“Just be patient until the bazaar. Then everyone will be begging at your feet.”
Lee Yu-mi anxiously interjected into their conversation.
“What’s really going on? You can tell me, can’t you?”
“Discretion is everything. Yu-mi, remember how you carelessly mentioned to Wu-hyeon that Se-yeon was meeting another man, causing chaos in their family?”
“I-I accidentally said that while drinking!”
“You’ve made similar mistakes even when sober before.”
“Really! Bringing up something like that is so petty!”
“I don’t distrust you. I distrust Wu-hyeon. He’s such a gossip. And it might be more interesting to watch without knowing. More dramatic.”
Yu-mi pouted, but Park Ju-yeon remained focused on pacifying Jung Yeo-jin.
“Just wait and see. They’ll be begging for forgiveness.”
“I’ll make a list of those clinging to Ga-eun. And unni, Si-heon oppa is here too.”
Kwon Si-heon.
The moment she thought of his name, Jung Yeo-jin bit her lip.
In truth, before her marriage, she had secretly hoped her father’s directive to marry into the Hwanhee Group meant marrying Si-heon himself.
At the Hwanhee Group founding anniversary event, where she had attended with her parents, Si-heon—briefly visiting from the United States—had also been present.
At twenty-five, Jung Yeo-jin was captivated the moment she saw Chairman Kwon’s renowned eldest grandson.
He was strong, substantial, and overwhelming.
She immediately understood why the chairman held such immense expectations for his heir.
But her arranged match was the unremarkable cousin standing beside him.
“Dad, I want to marry his side of the family. Kwon Si-heon.”
“Si-heon… rejected.”
“What?”
“He sent a reply saying it’s not the right time. That he needs to focus on work. And there are rumors he despises women. Supposedly, he can’t even bear brushing against them.”
“Did you show him my photo? And he still said no? No, please arrange a meeting. He might change his mind if he sees me directly.”
She was confident.
Confident she could win Kwon Si-heon’s heart.
She believed her background and appearance were unmatched.
Despite her father’s objections, she went to the airport to see Si-heon before he returned to the United States.
“Hello. I’m Jung Yeo-jin, youngest daughter of SJ Group’s Chairman Gi-chul. I heard you refused a meeting with me, and I don’t understand why.”
“Do I need to explain myself to you?”
“If you’re going to marry someday, why not me? There’s no woman who compares to me in every aspect. And… in bed. I’m not like those pathetic heirs who just want to be treated as chaebol daughters.”
The look Si-heon gave her after those words—she could never forget it, even now.
“I’m not sure of the source of your confidence, but if you really want an answer—your looks and credentials aren’t attractive, and now I see you’re noisy and frivolous.”
“A-are you finished?”
“One more thing. Your voice is irritating.”
With those words, Kwon Si-heon turned away.
The unprecedented insult left her sleepless for days.
She was furious. She wanted revenge. So she married his cousin, Kwon Si-jung.
To make Si-heon constantly uncomfortable whenever they met.
But Si-heon did more than crush her pride—he utterly demolished it.
“Hello, brother-in-law. It’s been so long. First time since the airport? How disappointing you didn’t even come to the wedding.”
She hadn’t hoped for complete shock. At least a momentary flinch would have sufficed.
But…
Kwon Si-heon passed her with an expressionless face.
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