We Married To Divorce Chapter 3 - Marriage Before Our Thirties (3)

Chapter 3: Marriage Before Our Thirties (3)

Han Tae Jo. The honorary chairman of the Geumw.a.n.g Group. In the days when there was no significant electronics brand in Korea, he established the golden electronics giant as he brought in newspapers from abroad with the money he earned from mining gold. Now, not only does he own electronic companies, but he also owns companies in shopping districts, construction, finance, and entertainment. It has become such a large group that many have said that South Korea would not be able to survive without Geumw.a.n.g Group for even one day. Seung Hee couldn't believe that the chairman of such a group gave away land to her father at the time when she was five years old.

“But how would you know someone like this?'

Seung Hee was in disbelief. She then looked at the contract and decided to search up the name of the grandson.

Han Moo Chul
29 years old
Graduate of S University
Majored in Computer Engineering
CEO of the mobile game "Golden King"

"Omo~ he's handsome."

His straight features and jawline were eye-catching. He looked like an actor. It was just a static photo with no expression at all, but he still emitted s.e.xiness. Many had said that Han Tae Jo was also handsome when he was young. There are many reasons for the success of the Geumw.a.n.g Group, but many have joked that Han Tae Jo's appearance played a big part in it. His looks might have been pa.s.sed down to Han Moo Chul too.

'If I were to marry this man….'

For a moment, Seung Hee had a wild thought, but she shook her head. Continuing to click on the mouse, Seung Hee found an eye-catching picture.

“There's also a scandal.”

Tokyo, j.a.pan. It was a photo of an actress sweeping her side to side. However, Han Moo Chul took the limelight. His presence and pose were so attractive that she didn't even pay attention to the actress.

“Wait… do paparazzi take pictures of him all the time?”

Seung Hee felt anxious. The more she thought of it, the more dangerous she thought it was. If Seung Hee were to marry him, she would feel like she's on top of the world, but in reality, she would be standing on the edge of a cliff. Seung Hee was a realist. She doesn't want to marry a person who seemed to enjoy having secret meetings in j.a.pan. Also, Seung Hee wouldn't enjoy all the attention and scandals. She had to settle her decision quickly.

Seung Hee stood before a large wall. It seemed to go on forever. It made Seung Hee recall the walls in Rome which she had only seen in pictures. Surrounded by all the high walls, the interior felt almost invisible. However, she felt confident in her skills to get around since she engraved the map of their house that her father had painted into her brain. He also saved one of their maid uniforms too that she was now wearing. However, she didn't like how the skirt came along with the attire. Plus, it even showed her knees! Seung Hee grumbled. She doesn't often wear skirts so she wasn't used to it.

As she kept trying to adjust her skirt, her younger brother Seung Gyu looked anxiously at Seung Hee. Seung Gyu then glared at his father. He couldn't believe he had to help them in this plan, but he was left with no other option.

"That's the side door that you need to go through. I can leave it open for about an hour. When you go in, follow the path I told you. Stick the wall to the left as you move to avoid the CCTV."

Seung Gyu sighed at his father Namsu's instructions.

"Noona, are you sure about this?"

"I don't know… but there's no other way."

"How are you able to remain so calm? I'm so nervous that I'm s.h.i.+vering."

Seung Hee left a dreadful will as she got out of the car.

"I can't be the only to get in trouble if I get caught. If I'm going down, then you're coming down with me, dad."

"I'm praying for you."

He then clasped his hands together and then actually started to pray.

'You don't even go to church!'

With a few tears in her eyes, Seung Hee then entered through the back door. She then walked through the side gate and entered the main building. Seung Hee then noticed that the side gate seemed to be the only way to get in and out of the mansion's inner circle. It's impressive that her father remembered the interior of the house. It was so confusing!

Seung Hee continued to walk throughout the house calmly. She placed her hand over her chest and felt her heart beating so fast. She felt like she was the main character in a spy movie! Seung Hee then tried to focus herself and recall her father's words.

"As soon as you go up the stairs, you'll see that there are three rooms on the left side of the hall. Once you pa.s.s those three rooms, you will then see a painting from Renoir. I can't describe to you what the painting looks like since it's been unseen to the public, but I bet you'll know it when you see it, won't you?"

Yes, Seung Hee would know. Fortunately, Seung Hee's favorite artist is Renoir. The thing that caught Seung Hee's breathe away was the elegant presence of the pretty girls that Renoir paints. She also loved the colors that he uses.

"Go pa.s.s the painting and then turn right. You will then see a second room that has two doors. That is the study of Han Tae Jo. The furniture are mostly brown, but the edge of the desk is gold."

Recalling her father's words, Seung Hee then carefully opened the two doors. She sighed in relief when she realized that it was not locked.

"Ugh."

Seung Hee quickly went inside and closed the door behind her. She looked around. It doesn't look like the study that her father described. As she continued to look around, she then noticed a person that was on the sofa. Seung Hee then panicked.

'Act calm. Remember that you are a maid.'

"Ma'am, why don't you sleep on your bed instead?"

The woman continued to sleep peacefully on the sofa, ignoring Seung Hee's words. Seung Hee then sighed. She shouldn't be worrying about the woman at this moment.

After wandering for a while, Seung Hee then looked into a hallway. It took her a long time before she found another door with two doors.

"Oh, this is the study!'

Her father's descriptions were right. As she sighed in relief, she then stepped inside cautiously. It was surprising how there was no one monitoring the study of one of the nation's top chaebols. It seems careless of them, but Seung Hee was glad since it made it easier for her.

"There's a year-by-year doc.u.ment file at the top of the bookcase. You can find doc.u.ments there.”

After searching a few minutes through the doc.u.ments, Seung Hee found a doc.u.ment file that was dated 23 years ago. Seung Hee took out the file and looked through it quickly. It contained various records of the year, including old newspaper articles, letters, and commemorative photos.

“I found it.”

After she took out the contract from the file, she then placed the doc.u.ments back in place. Seung Hee was thrilled. She doesn't have to go through the marriage anymore!

"Now let's get out of here."

As she was about to put her hand on the doork.n.o.b, the door then opened from the outside of the study.

"c.r.a.p."

The embarra.s.sed Seung Hee then sighed. The person who she ran into was a man, and his body was wet from just coming out recently from the shower. Though he was wearing a robe, Seung Hee could still see his clearly defined muscles. His supine shoulders seemed so relaxed. Has he ever been tense about anything? Seung Hee then slowly looked up to look at his face. Seung Hee then knew who he was.

It was Han Moo Chul.

His wet hair, which had been roughly brushed off, sparkled in the light. He then sighed. Snapping out of her trance, Seung Hee then felt guilty.

'Why am I staring at his body?!?'

"Didn't anyone tell you not to come in when I'm showering?"

This was an irritating remark from Han Moo Chul, but the relaxed, low notes of his tone had the power of gently curving the meaning. Seung Hee felt like she's being asked a friendly question, not a scolding.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I remember it now. I had forgotten. I'm sorry."

"Why did you come in here?"

"It has not been cleaned."

"It seems clean to me."

"That's because I just finished cleaning."

“I see.”

He then walked past her to enter into the study. Seung Hee then quickly folded the contract behind her and placed them inside her pockets. Fortunately, it seems like he doesn't remember the faces of his staff. With this, it looks like she can escape this place safely.

"I'll be on my way then."

Seung Hee then quickly left the study room as if she were a lightning bolt.

Click!

After closing the door, she sighed in relief.

'Let's get out of here.'

But then, there was another click. The door opened again.

"Here.”

Seung Hee turned her head around.

“It's a copy of what you're carrying, Seung Hee.”

He then smiled.

"I was going to send it to you as a proof tomorrow, but I'm glad that you came here to pick it.”

Seung Hee then shuddered.

"Also, the exit door is over there.”

"I don't know if you'll be able to go out so easily, though."

'I am so dead.'