Yi Jung stared at his mother uncomprehendingly for a few minutes. His brain seemed to refuse to understand what his mother had just said.

"You‟re going to disown me?" Yi Jung whispered. His heart beat was erratic and his breathing was shallow and labored. His mother cannot do this to him. The museum was his entire life. It was what he was born to do. Without it he was going to be lost.

His mother sighed. "I‟m not going to disown you Yi Jung. I‟m just saying that I want you to settle your life first before handling such a big responsibility such as the museum." She explained.

"You expect me to fix my life by getting married?" Yi Jung asked disbelievingly.

His mother frowned. "You don‟t have any plans of getting married at all?"

Yi Jung was silent. How could he explain to his mother that marriage was not something he had configured in his long term plans for the future? No matter how hard he denied it, he knew that he was his father‟s son. Why would he drag some poor unfortunate soul into a marriage that was doomed in the first place? He had seen how his mother had suffered in the hands of his useless father and he did not want history to repeat itself. It was best to steer clear from it entirely.

"Are you saying that you are happy with your life flitting from one woman to the next?" His mother asked as she raised an eyebrow at him.

Yi Jung weighed his response. A wrong answer could send his mother over the edge. "My life is fine as it is as of now." He slowly replied.

The frown on his mother‟s face deepened. "You do know that I expect to have a grand child in the near future. A legitimate heir to our family‟s legacy." She said as she emphasized on the word legitimate.

Yi Jung grimaced at what his mother had said. He had forgotten about that. As the sole heir to the So museum of course he was expected to have a child to carry on their lineage. But still, marriage was an alien word for him. How could he possibly convince his mother to get off his back about it?

"I just don‟t like history repeating itself, Omma." Yi Jung tried to explain.

"Nonsense!" His mother exclaimed. "You are not your father. Is this why you‟re so afraid of marriage? You‟re afraid you might become like your father? Listen to me Yi Jung, you are nothing like your father. I raised you to be a good and responsible man. I believe in you."

Yi Jung was both happy and scared upon hearing his mother‟s fervent words. He was ecstatic that his mother believed in him so much but at the same time he was scared as hell because he might just disappoint her in the end.

"My words are final Yi Jung. The museum will not be yours until you find yourself a wife."

Yi Jung‟s shoulders dropped in despair. There was no convincing his mother out of it. Apparently she has made up her mind and if he wants to inherit the museum that he had placed his heart and soul into, it looks like he‟d better start looking.

As soon as he left his mother‟s study, he headed towards his orange sports car and drove towards his studio. He stepped on the accelerator so hard that the wheels squealed in protest. He wanted to scream out his frustration. There was no use arguing with his mother. He loved her dearly but there were times such as these that he could not stand her at all. She did have the tendency to control his life and even if she does this out of love and concern for him, there were just times wherein Yi Jung resented it so much.

He started to calm down as soon as he entered his studio. It had always been his sanctuary- his home away from home. This was where he went when he wanted to be alone. He took off his coat and placed it on the coat rack behind the door. He headed towards his work bench and ran his hand through the rough surface area of his potter‟s wheel. He had to think of a way to get himself out of this. He knew that if he could not find himself a wife his mother will take matters into her own hands and find him one. Arranged marriages were nothing new in the world he lived in but even still he could not see himself living out the rest of his life with someone that was chosen for him. If he were to get married, it would be to a girl of his own choosing whether he loved her or not.

The next day Yi Jung was sitting on the couch at the F4‟s lounge lost in thought. Jun Pyo, Ji Hoo and Woo Bin, his best friends since he was little, were busy playing pool but Yi Jung was not in the mood to join them. He had stayed up all night thinking of a possible wife but he could not think of one. He had scanned his little black book searching for the one woman that he could bring home to his mother but he could not find one. He had to admit that almost all of the women that he had associated himself with were not wife material. They were good as one night stands but Yi Jung could not imagine spending the rest of his life with anyone of them. Just the thought of it had made his skin crawl.

"Yo Yi Jung, you‟re spacing out man. Is something bothering you?" Woo Bin, his closest friend among the three approached him a few minutes later. He sat down across Yi Jung and looked at him with brotherly concern.

Yi Jung looked at his friend, contemplating whether he should tell him his problem or not. He did not want to burden his friends with family affairs as he knew that each one of them had problems of their own. But on second thought, maybe they could help him out with his dilemma.

"My mom talked to me yesterday." Yi Jung started to say. Woo Bin leaned closer in order to listen better while Jun Pyo and Ji Hoo moved closer to his chair in order to hear what he had to say.

"And?" Woo Bin prompted.

Yi Jung took a deep breath and continued his story. "She wants me to take over the museum." He said.

"That‟s great Yi Jung!" Jun Pyo exclaimed. "It‟s about time you know." Jun Pyo had been handling Shinwa‟s businesses for two years now.

"Then why are you so troubled?" Ji Hoo asked. "Don‟t you want to take over the museum?"

"I do." Yi Jung replied. "It‟s just, it‟s not that easy."

"What do you mean?" Woo Bin asked, a confused look on his face.

"She‟s not going to hand over the business that easily." Yi Jung explained. "She told me that she was going to give it to me in one condition."

"And what is that?" Jun Pyo asked curiously.

"She wants me to get married." Yi Jung announced.

"Mwoh?!" All three of his friends exclaimed at the same time.

"But you don‟t want to get married." Woo Bin said.

"She‟s not taking no for an answer. It‟s either get married or lose my rights to the museum." Yi Jung said as he rubbed

his temple with his fingers. He was having a migraine.

"Looks like you don‟t have any choice then. Any ideas for your potential wife to be?" Jun Pyo asked.

Yi Jung shook his head. He rested his head against the sofa and closed his eyes. The rest of the guys were quiet for awhile as they contemplated on Yi Jung‟s problem. After a few minutes, Ji Hoo spoke up.

"How about Ga eul?" He suggested.

Yi Jung opened his eyes and looked at his friend. "What did you say Ji Hoo?" Yi Jung asked.

"I said how about Ga eul." Ji Hoo repeated his suggestion.

Yi Jung looked at him blankly. Ji Hoo sighed. "Why don‟t you ask Ga eul if she could be your wife?"

"Ga eul?" Yi Jung asked with a surprised expression on his face. He never considered Ga eul at all.

"I think that‟s a great suggestion Ji Hoo." Woo Bin agreed. Yi Jung turned towards his best friend with a shocked expression on his face.

"What?" Woo Bin asked defensively. "I think Ga eul would make a wonderful wife. Plus you‟re already good friends. I‟m sure being married to her wouldn‟t be so bad."

Jun Pyo nodded his head in agreement. "Yah, I agree with your suggestion Ji Hoo. I think Ga eul would be your best choice."

Yi Jung stared at his friends and they gazed back at him expectantly. "Surely, you see this as a great idea Yi Jung." Woo Bin encouraged. "You‟ve known her for years. You‟re sure that she‟s not a total psycho who will kill you while you sleep or suck you dry with her endless spending. Best of all, she can tolerate you." He said with a smirk.

"Yah, what do you mean by that Woo Bin?" Yi Jung protested as he frowned at his friend.

Woo Bin continued to smirk at his friend. "All I‟m saying is that Ga eul could very well be your life saver." The rest of his friends nodded their agreement.

Yi Jung was lost in thought as he contemplated his friends‟ suggestions. He was still quite hesitant about it. Not because he did not think that Ga eul would make a suitable wife. It was because he knew that Ga eul still believed in the promise of soul mates, and in finding true love. Can he taint this dream of hers by asking her to commit to a marriage of convenience?