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CHAPTER 13: The Storm Without You

## **Lee Yoon-seo**

I always imagined my world crashing down would be... quieter.

Maybe some sad piano music. A single tear. A dramatic sigh.

Reality?

It was yelling, fighting, two CEOs threatening homicide, my phone vibrating like a dying bee, and my sanity shredding faster than our PR statements.

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## **Scene 1: The Fallout™**

> **\[BREAKING] Contract marriage confirmed. Investors pull out. Stock drops. Fans meltdown.**

I stared at my phone. Then at my inbox — filled with:

* Lawsuit threats.

* Angry board emails.

* One DM saying: *“Girl drop him and date me instead.”* (Tempting.)

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Min-jun sat across from me, legs crossed, sipping his iced Americano like this was brunch, not my downfall.

“...It’s not *that* bad,” he offered.

My eye twitched. “Oh? Should I forward you the 56 angry emails? Or the one investor who sent me a literal clown emoji?”

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Cue the door slamming open.

**Cupid Club™ had arrived.**

* **Umma:** “I brought kimchi. And threats.”

* **Ah-rin:** “We have a plan.”

* **Hoon-jae:** “It’s so bad, it loops back to being genius.”

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## **Scene 2: Where Is Hoon-min? (Spoiler: Spiraling.)**

Cut to:

**Ji Hoon-min** — pacing in his office, hair a mess, tie crooked, staring at the news like he could mentally delete it.

“‘Contract marriage scandal’?!” he yelled at no one. “*Of course it was a contract! But not anymore, you fools—*”

His assistant, Tae-oh, leaned in. “Sir... breathe. Inhale. Exhale. Not ‘inhale coffee, exhale rage.’”

“Not helping.”

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## **Scene 3: The Cupid Club™ Emergency Chaos Meeting**

“We need to fix this. Fast.” Ah-rin opened her laptop.

“Easy,” Hoon-jae grinned. “We gaslight the public.”

“...We are *not* gaslighting the entire internet,” I deadpanned.

“Fine. Then we distract them. Fake a new scandal. Or — ooh — leak a wedding proposal!”

“THAT IS WORSE.”

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Min-jun coughed. “Or — wild idea — just tell the truth. That feelings got messy. That you’re both idiots. The internet loves that.”

Umma slammed down a tray. “Or we bake apology cookies. With frosting that says *‘Sorry we’re dumb.’*”

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Cue Tae-oh walking in. “Uh. Ma’am. Sir. The investors are... here. In the lobby. All of them. And they look... furious.”

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## **Scene 4: The Investor Showdown™ Begins**

All of us scrambled to the lobby.

The investors stood there — arms crossed, faces thunderous.

“EXPLAIN,” one barked.

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And because the universe hates me — cue Hoon-min BURSTING through the side door, breathing like he ran a marathon.

“STOP,” he yelled. “*Nobody moves. Nobody breathes. Nobody... withdraws anything.*”

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Investor #1 scowled. “Your little... circus act is costing us millions.”

Investor #2 snapped, “The contract scandal, the fake marriage — how can we trust either of you?”

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Cue Hoon-min grabbing my hand so tight it nearly broke. “Because it’s not fake anymore.”

Silence.

Utter, pin-drop silence.

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## **Scene 5: The Hoon-min Unhinged CEO Speech™**

“You think this is some scam?” Hoon-min barked. “Yeah, we signed a contract. Because we were stupid. We were scared. But somewhere between arguing over toothpaste brands and accidentally learning her coffee order, it stopped being fake.”

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“Look.” He gestured at me. “She drives me insane. She forgets to charge her phone, reorganizes my kitchen alphabetically, and somehow turns every fight into a negotiation.”

Investors blinked. Reporters stared. Cupid Club nodded proudly.

“And me?” He dragged a hand through his hair. “I’m worse. I show up outside her apartment soaking wet because I forgot an umbrella. I say the wrong thing 98% of the time. But — and listen carefully — I wouldn’t trade that for anything.”

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## **Scene 6: Chaos Escalates (And Then... Fixes Itself.)**

Investor #3, deadpan: “...So you’re saying your solution is... what? Love?”

“Yes,” Hoon-min said without missing a beat. “Love. And maybe a joint press conference. Also a potential reality show if anyone’s offering.”

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Tae-oh, quietly from the side: “Actually... three production companies just emailed. Netflix included.”

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Investor #2 pinched his nose. “This is insane.”

Investor #1 sighed. “It’s insane... but the internet *loves* insane.”

Investor #3 pulled out his phone. “Our stock just bounced back. Up 5%. Comments are... overwhelmingly shipping you two.”

Investor #1 grumbled. “Fine. We’re back in. But ONLY because the fans are scary.”

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## **Scene 7: The Final Blow™ (Cupid Club Strikes Again)**

Ah-rin cheered. “We did it!”

Hoon-jae raised a fist. “Cupid Club. STRIKE!”

Umma wiped a proud tear. “I always knew forcing them into marriage would work.”

Min-jun sipped his coffee. “Y’all are terrifying.”

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## **Scene 8: The Emotional Grenade™**

As the crowd thinned, as chaos settled, Hoon-min looked at me — really looked.

Quietly, vulnerably: “Don’t leave again.”

I swallowed. “...You either.”

And for once, no sarcasm. No banter. Just... soft truth.

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## **Final Line:**

Because in the eye of the storm — after the contracts, the scandals, the fights, and the chaos — the only thing left standing...

**Was us.**

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