Julia could hear a woman's moan as she climbed up the stairs, maybe it was just her imagination. There was no person in the house, she was sure of that, because it was supposed to be only Zhiqiang in the house. The makeup artist and the fashion designer were coming two hours later. She just wanted to surprise him by buying the suit, the last one in all of South Korea.
She was wearing a big sweater, denim bum shorts, and canvas shoes, so it was hard to hear the sounds of her footsteps. She had come with her keys because she wanted to give him a big surprise. At first, she didn't want to come with her keys because he was probably going to be at home, since it was the engagement party tonight and the day their wedding date was going to be announced. But she decided to carry them in case he wasn't home.
As she got to the door, she pushed it and saw that it was locked; maybe he was probably not at home. She decided to open the door and keep the surprise gift.
But what Julia saw would change her life as the daughter of the Kim family forever. There, on the bed, stood the worst scenario in her life: her so-called fiancé was on top of another woman. "He was f*cking another woman," she thought.
She stood there, frozen, looking at them. He caught sight of her and quickly wore his boxers and walked to where she was, saying, "Julia, it's not what you think."
She looked at him and smiled. "All I came to do was gift you this suit. You know, I traveled so far to get it. It would look good on you at our engagement party. Please do not miss our engagement party, as it's Chairman Kim's wish that we get married. He would be so happy that his eldest daughter is getting married to a very responsible man. See you there, Mr. Wang."
And after that, she left the room and went straight to the car. "Mr. Shui, please take me back to the Kim mansion," she commanded, and he drove her back.
The Kim mansion was a beautiful paradise, and many wished they could get a glimpse of it, but for her, it was a dark cage that constantly killed and taunted her. She was only a puppet to her father, and her stepmother was no good. She had read lots of books and novels, and in all of them, she saw that those women were never controlled. She knew that it wasn't in any dictionary that Gen Z's gave up or allowed themselves to be controlled; they were born to rule and win. But maybe she wasn't born with that spirit. Maybe only when a tough challenge comes is the prowess of a tiger shaped and used.
She came down from the car and went straight to her room. All she could remember was that she sat down on the chair and her makeup was being done. She was deep in her thoughts, wondering if only she could get a chance to leave this hell of a house.
She was brought back to life by her best friend's voice: "Hey, bestie, you look so beautiful! Yikes, I never knew you were this beautiful. And, my girlie, you are so fortunate; your family arranged a handsome man for you to marry. If only my family could be that smart.