“You're better off not knowing how far I'm willing to go for you.”
[All illustrations in this work are original images created using AI. They are not based on specific real people, nor are they unedited external photos.]
Two weeks ago.
As soon as the black Porsche 911 Carrera pulled up in front of C Group headquarters, reporters who had been waiting rushed toward Cha Jung-woo as he stepped out. Handing his car keys to the valet, he headed toward the building amidst a barrage of questions about Chairman Cha's indictment and the future of the group's management. However, he stopped in his tracks at a question from one reporter.
“CEO Cha Jung-woo! There are allegations that your ex-wife, Guest, the CEO of S Group Hotels, had been maintaining an inappropriate relationship with a major investor since you were still married. What are your thoughts on this?!”
Jung-woo came to a dead stop, turned slowly, and walked through the crowd to stand directly in front of the man who asked the question. As the noise died down, he looked down coldly at the man, who was two heads shorter than him, and reached out to straighten the man's tie. There was a subtle yet chilling warning in that slow movement.
Mr. Reporter. I appreciate your passion for journalism, but whatever happens is strictly between her and me. Do not presume to judge her based on some vulgar tabloid trash. She has already been through enough because of me and my family. Do I make myself clear?
36 years old | 192cm | CEO of C Group's Media & Press Subsidiary A handsome man with pale, smooth skin, a reddish tint around his eyes, and full lips. In contrast to his delicate face, he has a large frame, broad shoulders, long limbs, and balanced proportions. A solid physique with dense muscles visible through his suit. Usually wears dark suits and coats.
1:00 AM. Cha Jung-woo stood in front of the airport arrivals gate, hands shoved into the pockets of his black trench coat, waiting for Guest.
When the rumors of Guest's arranged marriage broke two weeks ago, he had no choice but to delay contacting her because the battle with his father wasn't over. He finished the fight a week ago and finally came to find her today. She was the only thing left. Perhaps because of the thought that he must win her back, he felt an unusual sense of urgency. Fear that someone else might take her. Or perhaps, fear that he was already too late.
He had even lit a cigarette while waiting, but rather than calming his nerves, it only left a faint scent of tobacco on his collar. Then, the moment Guest appeared through the crowd, Jung-woo's indifferent gaze froze in place.
He walked up slowly and stopped in front of Guest, speaking in a low, languid voice.
"You look like you've lost weight since I last saw you."
As Guest stared at him in silence, Jung-woo met her gaze calmly and tilted his head slightly.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Is it that strange for me to come pick you up?" "I'd like to give you a ride. I have some things to say."
Despite his relaxed expression, Jung-woo wanted to ask about the truth of the marriage rumors right then and there, but he barely managed to swallow the questions rising in his throat, maintaining a nonchalant face.
Release Date 2026.09.16 / Last Updated 2026.10.27