Bound by a Ruthless Contract - Chapter 25
With the divorce settlement she would get from Kwon Si-heon, Ga-eun planned to live quietly with just her aunt.
In a place where no one could find them. Somewhere even the great Hwanhee Group heir couldn’t track them down.
‘Well. After the divorce, he’ll have no reason to look for me anyway.’
[Wh-what’s his na-name?]
“It’s Kwon Si-heon. Kwon, Si, Heon.”
Co-cool.
Ga-eun laughed out loud.
Her aunt was the only one who could make her laugh.
Just then, the garage door opened and headlights suddenly illuminated her.
After squinting and opening her eyes again, she saw a red convertible coming in.
“Aunt, I have to hang up now. I’ll call again tomorrow.”
[O-okay! I’ll wa-wait for Ga-Ga-eun’s call to-tomorrow!]
“Yes. Good night, Aunt. Sweet dreams.”
[Yo-you too, Ga-Ga-eun!]
After ending the call, Ga-eun got out of her car.
Soon, a woman stepped out of the convertible and clicked her heels toward her.
“How was the blind date?”
Her sharp, high-pitched voice pierced like a blow to the eardrum.
“Looks like you liked what you saw?”
Gye So-yeon seemed to be in a good mood.
Well, of course. How could she not find it amusing?
Her illegitimate half-sister, who had been a thorn in her side, was about to become the wife of a divorced man 25 years her senior.
How could she not be delighted?
“…Yes. It went well.”
“Of course it should. Is there any other way for you to repay our family’s kindness?”
“…”
“I heard Mr. Yang Si-mon is quite decent. He regularly sends money to his ex-wife, and when he broke up with his recent girlfriend, he even gave her five luxury bags she’d been wanting.”
“…I see.”
“If you end up divorcing him, you won’t be left empty-handed. Who knows? You might even get a building.”
“…”
“Oh, have a child before you divorce. That’ll fetch a higher price. Remember this loving advice from your sister.”
Gye So-yeon was one year older than Ga-eun.
To Ga-eun, who had just returned from a blind date with a man so much older that even So-yeon called him “mister,” she was congratulating not the marriage but the future divorce.
But even hearing such words, Ga-eun didn’t fight back.
She could have if she wanted to.
There were plenty of weaknesses in the foolish Gye So-yeon , who was consumed by her inferiority complex toward Ga-eun.
But Ga-eun held back. Holding back was all she could do.
She couldn’t let even the slightest harm come to her aunt.
“I heard his eldest son is your age. I know him through some connections, so be careful, okay? People might misunderstand. They might think you’re Yang Si-mon’s girlfriend instead of Mr. Yang Si-mon’s wife.”
“Alright, I’ll be careful.”
This wench…!
So-yeon bit her lip at Ga-eun’s completely unaffected appearance.
‘She’s like a wooden block, as always. It’s not like she’s made of stone.’
She barely reacts to anything.
Even when hit, pinched, scratched, or having her hair pulled, Ga-eun accepted it all calmly without much reaction.
Her demeanor while enduring So-yeon’s irritation even carried an air of quiet dignity.
That girl, with her unnecessarily melancholic face, looked elegant and refined even just standing still.
If even she found herself drawn to look, how must others feel?
“Hey, So-yeon. What are you doing this week?”
“Nothing special. Why?”
“Then come to Royal Hotel on Saturday. Bring your sister too.”
“Ga-eun? Why her!”
“Oh my, So-yeon, are you getting annoyed? Well, I wouldn’t want to stand next to a sister like that either. She could be a celebrity if she just debuted, with those proportions. Standing next to a regular person really shows the difference. Oh my, look at her face. I’m just kidding, kidding.”
“I saw it. When Kim Seong-il asked what you were doing this week, So-yeon had such an excited look.”
“N-no, I didn’t…! When did I ever…”
“So-yeon, wake up. The only reason Kim Seong-il would look at you is because of your sister.”
She had heard these degrading comparisons to Ga-eun until her ears were calloused.
Yet she was still just an illegitimate child.
What good was a pretty face with such trashy origins?
In the end, she was just being sold off to a man like Yang Si-mon.
