Chapter 160: Kim Chun-Ae

I could not believe my ears when I heard the Kang sisters argue...and then Nam-Kyu's confession...I almost fell back onto myself in shock. In fact...I remember looking up at the ceiling before my world became pitch-black...

I regained conciseness on the floor; of course no one had seen me faint or even cared to take a look to see what had happened to me. It was everyone for themselves here in this god-forsaken place. I managed to pick myself up as usual and almost crawled back to my room on all fours, still reeling from the confession I was not meant to hear. I couldn't believe it...I couldn't believe that I finally, finally heard the reason I went through such a horrid childhood...it was really because of that spoilt brat who had absolutely no conception of consequences...the bitch who wouldn't let any man touch her because she was saving herself for a man who wanted nothing to do with anyone in his father's world. He clearly had a thing for...commoners, despite his mixed heritage.

I was in a complete daze as I dressed myself in the nightclothes he made her wear, in the colours he liked the most accustomed with his favourite scent that cost me almost a month's salary. I knew he was never going to see it, the effort I went through to be the woman he craved...was never going to be Yeon, but if I just kept trying...I just had to catch his attention. I stooped dressing midway as I edged closer to the mirror I had just installed...if there was one thing I hated it was looking at myself. But I had seen the same one in their home when I could peek in and I had to have it. I edged foward for the first time anyway to take a good look on my complexion to see what I was lacking...maybe he found something about me repulsive and that's why he dumped me with these delusional bitches and gold-diggers.

I took a long deep breathe before I sat down and looked at myself for the first time in years. Yeon had nice pale skin that most men liked in women despite her years of work in the open sun...I was tanned from working more years than she did. She was slender whereas I...I was too skinny and not fully developed like she was even though I was older than she was and she gave birth to 2 babies at once! My chest was too small, my hair was greasy from working all day...maybe that was why the scent in my hair wouldn't settle no matter how many times I tried. I had callouses on my hands and feet although she kept hers smooth somehow despite her weaponry training. My facial features stuck out at odd angles, not unlike his father's in fact. Her eyes were clear and a light hazel brown whilst mine were constantly filled with tears and bags under my eyes due to my late work hours, I didn't even remember the colour of my eyes anymore. Yeon was now in her early to mid 20's whilst Seon-Ho was slowly approaching his 30's whilst I was there already! I had been so caught up in overtaking her in work for so long that I couldn't believe I had missed my child-bearing years already...or maybe not. There was no definite age that closed a woman's cycle so I still had a chance possible. My eyes then lingered onto the unsightly scars I had on my thighs, on my back, on my chest...where those men in Ihwaru...maybe that's why he didn't want anything to do with me? Because I was damaged goods? But she wasn't any better either...she had epileptic fits in public for years in front of him! And the amount of men that followed here everywhere she went, it was impossible for her to be a virgin when he...

I went to bed with a million thoughts and ideas scrambling around in my mind. I bough these girls together to do some serious damage to Yeon but he had Seon-Ho bewitched as usual and he blocked our every opportunity to mess with her. So may I didn't need these girls anymore...and after what I heard tonight...maybe no-one needed to hear from them ever again...