A/N: I know it's been a long time, and I'm sorry. To make up for it, I have a monstrously long chapter in store for you. It's a record-length chapter for me, in fact, so prepare to spend a little time reading it, lol. To give you an idea, it was 63 pages 1.5 spaced in Microsoft Word! Because it was so long, I had to cut it off. So, there will be one last chapter. The last is mostly written but needs editing, so I hope to have it out in a few days or so. It'll be shorter (probably), but I hope it'll be better than this one. And it'll have some lemon-limes in it and be heavy JanHoo.

As for this chapter, I give you a wedding (maybe!), friendship, love, and general wackiness and naughtiness. There are even some treats for any Jun Pyo/JunDi/JanPyo fans out there. This chapter is all over the place, but I hope you like it! I hope it won't be too long or boring. Thanks for your patience, and enjoy!

Abeonim: Father in Korean, formal

Yeodongsaeng: Younger sibling/person younger than you, who you are close to

Guest Reviews: Ghost: Thank you. I know you waited a long time for the lime. Yes, I'm still getting comfortable with that and trying to improve, but I hope to have a lot more lemon-limey stuff in the last chapter. At least one big chunk of the chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to the characters.

Finale: Happiness Is... Part I

Saturday, 1 PM

Jan Di, Jae Kyung, and Ga Eul walked into the crystal ballroom of the Lotte Hotel. Amidst the elegant décor, long tables were set up with vendors displaying everything from wedding favors to floral arrangements to place settings. The girls began browsing around, pointing out whatever caught their eye.

"Do you know where you and Ji Hoo-ssi want to be married, Jan Di-ah?" Jae Kyung asked as she checked out some brochures for wedding halls.

Jan Di placed a finger to her chin. "No, not yet."

"Ok, then…" Jae Kyung picked up a pamphlet for a hotel ballroom facility. "Hm, this place looks nice!" and she handed it to Jan Di.

Then, Jae Kyung turned to Ga Eul. "What about you, Ga Eul-ah?" she questioned.

Ga Eul's eyes widened. "What about me, Unnie?"

Off in thought, Jae Kyung raised her eyes skyward. "I'm thinking outdoor ceremony for you. Maybe on the beach… Ooh, look at this!" The heiress snatched up a brochure and offered it to Ga Eul. The dark, silky-haired girl suddenly looked like a deer caught in headlights.

"So, when do you think you and Yi Jeong-ssi will be getting married, anyway?"

With flushed cheeks, Ga Eul glanced away, "I—I'm not sure. He…hasn't asked me yet..."

There was a brief silence before Jae Kyung broke it. "Well, don't worry. I'm sure he will! He may be a former Casanova, but he loves you!" she assured.

Ga Eul nodded. She knew that Yi Jeong loved her—and that he had given up his old ways—but sometimes she wondered if some part of him was afraid to take that next step… It wasn't something they'd ever really talked about.

. . .

While Ga Eul pondered this, Jae Kyung moved on to Jan Di again. "Will you be going traditional or modern?"

"Um, I'm not sure," the Wonder Girl replied.

"Do you want to be married in a church, hotel ballroom, wedding hall, outdoors?"

"I don't know..."

"Well, you have set a wedding date, haven't you?!"

"Not yet."

Jae Kyung gaped. "Geum Jan Di!" she chastised.

"Well, we're just…very busy, Unnie…," Jan Di argued weakly. But it was the truth. Beginning a career in medicine certainly did not leave much time for anything else…

Still, it wasn't enough to convince Ha Jae Kyung, who only let out an over-the-top groan. Taking hold of Jan Di's shoulders, she began shaking her, "Jan Di-ah, you have to start thinking about these things! Get some ideas today, and then talk to Ji Hoo-ssi and set a date, arasso?!"

"Y-yes, Un-nie. I…w-ill," Jan Di answered through the shaking.

With a sigh, Jae Kyung released her. "It's a good thing you have me, you know?" the heiress smirked and began pondering again. "Hm, you and Ji Hoo-ssi seem pretty traditional. But not too traditional... Maybe a combination of modern and traditional would be right for you two…"

"Yeah, that sounds pretty good, Unnie," Jan Di replied. She was sure her family would appreciate the traditional, as would Grandfather. Ji Hoo could be old-fashioned at times, and he enjoyed traditional things, too. After all, his home was designed in the style of the ancient Silla Dynasty. But he also had his modern preferences.

The three continued browsing the tables together.

On one of the tables, Jan Di caught sight of a lovely traditional inn with a beautiful lotus pond in the background. And she was immediately reminded of Grandfather and Ji Hoo. Slipping her hand into her shirt, she gave the lotus necklace Ji Hoo had given her a squeeze, and she smiled.

"You know, Unnie," Jan Di said, turning to Jae Kyung, "the details don't really matter too much to us. We just want to get married…and be together for the rest of our lives."

"Aww, that's so sweet!" Jae Kyung exclaimed, clasping her hands together. And Ga Eul beamed over at her best friend, who was clearly off on some cloud.

"Still, you need to plan something like this!" Jae Kyung interrupted Jan Di's daydreaming and shoved a handful of pamphlets at her. And then, grabbing her friend by the arm, she dragged her over to the next table, which displayed a series of elegant centerpieces.

. . .

After another fifteen minutes of browsing, Jae Kyung glanced down at her designer watch. "Oh, the fashion show is starting soon! Let's go find our seats."

Jae Kyung, Jan Di, and Ga Eul took their seats—in the middle front row, on the right side of a long floral-adorned runway. Several minutes later, out stepped a stylish female announcer, who welcomed everyone to the bridal fashion show. After a vibrant round of applause, the first model stepped out onto the catwalk. The tall, ultra-thin model stopped, posed, and then began strutting down the catwalk, while the announcer described her dress in full detail—style, neckline, material, and designer. At the end of the runway, she froze and struck a final pose, while awaiting her applause. After gaining it, she walked off.

This process continued with the next model. And the next. Each one wore a very different gown than the last, from basic to lavish and in a variety of lengths and styles—from A-Line to Ballgown to Mermaid.

During the show, the girls whispered their thoughts on the dresses amongst themselves. Jan Di and Ga Eul only occasionally commented, but Jae Kyung gave her complete unabashed opinion on each one.

. . .

Five or Six dresses in, a beautiful young model stepped confidently onto the runway, and Jan Di's lips parted. Omo, Omo…

The lithe beauty—seemingly younger than the rest—wore a lovely, long chiffon A-line gown with thin straps and a cream-colored sash around the waist. Because they had good seats, Jan Di could easily see the intricate crystal beading that lined the square neckline and spaghetti straps.

In awe, Jan Di watched the model practically float down the runway and strike a pose at the end, as the others had. But this time, Jan Di couldn't tear her eyes away for anything. To Jan Di, she looked like an angel—a beautiful angel in white wearing the perfect dress, her perfect dress…

The announcer characterized the dress as elegantly understated. And that was what it was. It was simple but gorgeous. It had just the right amount of applique to make it stand out, but it wasn't too garish, as Jan Di had so often heard the F4 comment. In fact, it was the most beautiful dress Jan Di had ever seen…

What struck her the most, though, was the similarity to the dress from the Wedding Contest she had participated in with Ji Hoo—the one he had liked so much and remembered so vividly. Only, this one was longer, and Jan Di felt as though it would better cover her. She would surely be more comfortable in this one.

Yes, it was absolutely perfect!

Entranced, Jan Di continued to stare at the dress, inadvertently leaning forward in her seat. Catching sight of this, Jae Kyung and Ga Eul glanced over. Jae Kyung called her mesmerized friend's name twice but to no avail.

Ga Eul then tried to get her attention. Starry-eyed, Jan Di finally uttered, "Wau…"

"Do you like that dress, Jan Di-ah?" Ga Eul asked, knowing the answer already.

Jan Di nodded, her eyes remaining fixed upon the model.

"Then, you should get it for your wedding!" Jae Kyung exclaimed.

"Ah, I don't know… It probably wouldn't look good on me," Jan Di chuckled awkwardly.

"Sure, it would, Jan Di-ah," Ga Eul said, placing a hand on Jan Di's shoulder.

"Yeah, you would totally rock that dress!" Jae Kyung added. "I bet it would look even better on you than the model…"

Jan Di shook her head, whispering, "No way, Unnie, but thanks…"

"But really, you should get it," Jae Kyung insisted. "At least try it on…"

"It's OK. I just think it's pretty, but I wouldn't know where to find it, anyway…," Jan Di mumbled. Plus, I could never afford that dress in a million years… And Jan Di sighed as the model walked away.

. . .

Jan Di's interest had wavered two dresses ago, but after that, she found that her attention span was completely gone. This time, it wasn't for lack of interest, but rather, she simply couldn't get her mind off that dress…

I just can't believe how perfect it was…, she thought wistfully. I can see Ji Hoo really loving that dress…

In fact, when she saw the dress on the model, she had one of those magical moments where she could picture her fiancé's handsome face when he saw her in it for the first time. In her mind, she could see his eyes sparkling, just like they had so many years ago… And suddenly, she flashed back to the Wedding Contest with Ji Hoo…

That day, Grandfather had tricked Ji Hoo and her into meeting at the park. They'd taken a walk together, which was nice, until she saw a couple in wedding attire posing for a photographer. That only served as a painful reminder of seeing Ha Jae Kyung in her wedding dress…

Ignoring the sudden swell of unpleasant emotion within her, she'd smiled and walked on ahead that day. Ji Hoo had followed her, and they stumbled across a wedding contest. Jan Di's eyes, of course, went straight to the prizes, one in particular that she wanted badly.

Ji Hoo must have realized this because he suggested they enter the contest. And because she wanted to win the box of top quality beef so badly, she'd gone along with it.

After signing up, they were separated, and she was dressed, accessorized, and painted up.

When she came out of the tent, Ji Hoo was there waiting for her—handsomely dressed in a white and black suit. And Jan Di recalled the way he looked at her that day. He'd stared for a long moment before giving her that bright, beautiful smile of his, one that seemed to say it all without the need for any words.

She'd slowly approached him and awkwardly stood at his side, avoiding eye contact. She remembered feeling shy that day under his intense gaze, and she wasn't sure what to make of the way he was looking at her…

It should have been clear, but she'd been so broken at that time that she didn't realize or even notice how he felt for her. In hindsight, she should have known about his feelings long before she did. If not before, she definitely should have known that day…

Jan Di was now quite used to Ji Hoo's looks of love and longing, but she still wanted to see his face light up like that again. It was beautiful and enticing, and she longed to see him look at her that way again…

When the fashion show ended, the announcer stepped onto the stage and thanked the crowd for their attendance. She brought out all the models, presenting them in one neat line. And the audience clapped. Jan Di absentmindedly clapped along but found her eyes wandering over to the woman wearing the perfect dress…

Before the crowd got up to leave, the announcer informed everyone that there would be a Couples Wedding Contest held with a series of prizes. She pointed over to a sign-up table and informed the audience that it would begin in 20 minutes. Jan Di barely heard anything.

"Couples, huh? Well, so much for that," Ga Eul commented.

Then, Jae Kyung, Jan Di, and Ga Eul stood from their seats, along with the rest of the crowd, and Jae Kyung suggested wandering around some more. Having convinced herself to forget all about the wedding dress, Jan Di followed. But she couldn't stop thinking about it. Sullenly, she trudged along beside Ga Eul with her head hung low.

Jan Di knew she'd said the details didn't matter, but when she saw that dress, something snapped into place. It was like the dress was meant to find her or something…

Oh well, maybe it wasn't meant to be, after all… With a sigh, she continued walking.

But as the girls passed the sign-up table for the Wedding Contest, Jan Di caught sight of a mannequin. And on the mannequin, was the dress…

Jan Di gasped and froze in place. "That's it!"

"The dress from the show, Jan Di-ah?" Ga Eul confirmed.

Jan Di's head bobbed up and down excitedly.

"It is really pretty…," Ga Eul admired

Shaking her head, Jan Di corrected, "No, It's perfect. It's the perfect dress."

Somehow, she had to have it…

After seeing how important it was to Jan Di, Jae Kyung asked for details about the dress, and the girl working there pointed to a sign above the table with the contest rules on it. Jae Kyung silently read through and said, "It's one of the prizes for the wedding contest, Jan Di-ah! Do you want to try and win it?"

The corners of Jan Di's lips twitched, and she nodded. "But what do I have to do?" and she too glossed over the sign.

As Jan Di read, the girl seated behind the table handed her a clipboard with a sign-up sheet. "Please put your name down if you wish to participate. Oh, and include the name of your partner, too."

"My partner?"

"Your fiancé," the girl explained. "It's for couples. You will need your fiancé here to participate. Is he here?" and the girl looked around.

"Well, no, he's—" Jan Di began, but Jae Kyung interrupted.

"He's here," Jae Kyung replied coolly. "All of our fiancés are! They just stepped out for a minute."

"OK, well, make sure they are back here in 15 minutes," the girl insisted.

"Of course, they will be," Jae Kyung assured, as she pulled Jan Di aside.

"Unnie, wh-what are you doing?" Jan Di stammered, once out of earshot. "She said it was for couples only, and the guys aren't here…"

"Don't worry; I have a plan. I'm definitely going to get partners for us!" Jae Kyung winked at her friend and reached into her purse for her phone.

"Who are you calling, Unnie?" Jan Di asked.

"One quick call and I can have the guys here."

"But Unnie, I don't want Ji Hoo to know. Even if I do manage to win the dress, I don't want him to see it before the wedding…"

"Don't worry, Jan Di-ah. He won't. I promise. Now, wait here," and Jae Kyung walked off to the side of the room, phone in hand. Ga Eul followed the heiress, while Jan Di waited there with the dress. When the girl behind the table wasn't looking, Jan Di reached out to lightly touch the fabric.

. . .

Glancing quickly at Jan Di and then back, Ga Eul asked, "Unnie, you really think you can get them to come?"

Her finger poised over the keyboard, Jae Kyung replied with a smile, "Absolutely. We're definitely going to win that dress for Jan Di!" She pumped a fighting fist and hit the first number on her speed dial.

Ten minutes later, Jun Pyo, Yi Jeong, and Woo Bin breezed into the Lotte Hotel.

"Is this where they said to meet them?" Woo Bin asked, looking all around.

"Should be," Jun Pyo replied.

And then Yi Jeong pointed toward the entryway. "Through there?"

Jun Pyo followed his finger and nodded. "Yea, let's go," he commanded.

At the entryway, a young woman was taking tickets. Over the edge of the table hung a sign, informing in bold letters that the tickets for the bridal show were sold out. An apology and a sloppy frowny face had been scrawled underneath in marker.

"Oh," Yi Jeong gestured toward the sign.

Woo Bin folded his arms, "Hm, now what?"

"What do you mean 'now what'? Why are we letting a stupid sign stop us? Let's just go in!" Jun Pyo boomed.

It was true that F4 had always done what they wanted, but Yi Jeong preferred a more mannerly approach—with perhaps just the teeniest bit of smooth-talking…

Placing a hand upon Jun Pyo's chest to stop him from barging in, Yi Jeong said, "I can handle this, Jun Pyo-ah."

Jun Pyo huffed in indignation but conceded, "Fine, but hurry up!"

With a nod, Yi Jeong strolled over to the table. The former Casanova looked down upon the girl seated there and smiled.

When she saw him, the 20-something-year-old let out a gasp. "Omo, omo…you're…you're…," she stuttered and pointed, "…you're him…," she finally murmured dreamily.

Yi Jeong flashed a flawless grin and nodded. "Hello there," he said, in a friendly voice. "And what's your name?"

"…Ji…Na…"

"Well, pleased to meet you, Miss Ji-Na."

Still staring in awe at his handsome, dimpled face, she uttered, "You…too…"

"My friends and I are here for the bridal show," Yi Jeong informed her, gesturing back at Jun Pyo and Woo Bin. The girl looked over, and her eyes grew wide again. "They are…it's…you're…F…F…"

"Yes," Yi Jeong finished for her. "You have quite the discerning eye, Miss. We are F4. I'm So Yi Jeong, and that's Gu Jun Pyo and Song Woo Bin. So, may we go in?"

"Um, uh, of course. I'll just…need to see your tickets, pl-please," Ji Na stammered.

Yi Jeong's brow furrowed. "Hm, I see." Then, he glanced back at F2 and winked. Sure, So Yi Jeong was a one-woman-man now, but sometimes in life getting what you want requires a little finesse… Besides, this was important.

Perhaps, he'd start with sincerity….

Turning back to the young woman, Yi Jeong placed his hands upon the table. He leaned forward slightly, looking deep into the girl's mahogany eyes. "Oh, this is a little embarrassing... I'm very sorry, but we don't have tickets for the show, Miss. You see, our friends called us with an emergency—"

But the girl didn't even let Yi Jeong finish. Bobbing her head up and down, she exclaimed, "I understand completely! You can just go in!"

Yi Jeong flashed her a flawless smile. "Thank you," and he placed a hand on his chest. "You're very kind. You've really saved our lives."

The girl flushed and giggled. And Yi Jeong made his way back over to Jun Pyo and Woo Bin. As Yi Jeong approached, Jun Pyo rolled his eyes, "Alright, if you're done now, let's go!"

F2 nodded and followed Jun Pyo into the large ballroom. As they walked in, Woo Bin clapped Yi Jeong on the back and placed an arm around his shoulder. "Nice job, my brotha! You still got it!"

Yi Jeong snorted, "Of course."

F3 made their way determinedly through the large room, which was adorned by long tulle-lined tables and was crammed with people—mostly women. They scanned for the girls. But once the three of them were recognized—which didn't take long—women began gasping and screaming. Some were even bold enough to approach, and a crowd soon formed around The Flower Three.

Meanwhile, Jae Kyung and Ga Eul were standing together, not far away. Across the room, Jan Di remained at the sign-up table, with her back to them.

When Jae Kyung heard the commotion in the room, she looked over, and sure enough, there they were. She smiled and nudged Ga Eul. "Looks like our guys are here, Ga Eul-ah. Let's go meet them!"

Ga Eul smiled back and nodded, casting a last glance at Jan Di. Jae Kyung and Ga Eul headed over to the guys. When F3 saw the girls, they bid the crowd to part and met them.

"Jun, you came!" and Jae Kyung barreled into Jun Pyo, throwing her arms around his waist.

"Yea, yea, well, you said we needed to come right away," and the Shinwha heir placed his hands upon her shoulders, bringing her out to arm's length. Looking upon her with concern, he asked, "Are you alright?"

"Mm," Jae Kyung nodded, dropping her arms to her sides. "Did you have any trouble getting in?"

Jun Pyo scoffed, "No way."

By now, Yi Jeong was at Ga Eul's side. He greeted her with an embrace and began examining her, as if checking for any injuries. Once he established that she was OK, So Yi Jeong leaned in for a relieved kiss. But Ga Eul pulled back. "Wait, aren't they completely sold out? What did you do to get in?" and she raised a curious brow.

The former Casanova merely grinned, and stroking her arms up and down, he replied, "Nothing much."

Ga Eul eyed Yi Jeong suspiciously, but before she could further question him, he captured her lips, silencing her.

"Oh, come on!" Jun Pyo groaned at the overt public display of affection. He threw up his arms in frustration, "So, what was the big problem? You both seem fine to me," and then he looked worriedly around the room. "Is it Jan Di? Where is she?!"

The Shinwha heir surveyed the room for his former love until Jae Kyung pointed to where Jan Di was standing—still staring at that dress. Jun Pyo sighed in relief at seeing her looking fine. And then he squinted over. "What's she doing?"

"Well, she wants that dress for her wedding badly," Jae Kyung replied. "She says it's perfect, but in order to get it, she has to win it through a series of challenges."

With a nod, Ga Eul continued, "So, we are all going to try to win it for her, but we need your help. We need male partners for the Wedding Challenge," she informed, looking hopefully at the three men.

. . .

Jun Pyo's eye twitched. "What?! That's why you demanded we come right away?! You said it was urgent!"

"Well, it is! The contest starts in five minutes!" Jae Kyung exclaimed. "What took you so long, anyway?" and she placed her hands upon her small hips.

Jun Pyo snorted. "You're lucky I'm here at all," he grumbled.

Meanwhile, Yi Jeong looked upon Ga Eul with a shocked expression. "Ga Eul-yang? I'm surprised that you went along with this charade. We thought something was wrong, and we were very worried."

"I'm sorry, Yi Jeong-ah," Ga Eul replied sincerely, and then she gave him a look. Through the strong—practically psychic—connection they shared, he ascertained that she was suggesting he forget about her little deception in exchange for letting him off the hook for whatever flirting he did to get in.

So, he gave in.

But Jun Pyo was still reeling over being tricked; he barked at the offending parties, "Ya, I can't believe you dragged us here for that?! You said it was important! We're out of here!" and waving for his posse to follow, Jun Pyo turned on his heel.

But Yi Jeong remained at Ga Eul's side, and Woo Bin stood rooted to his spot, watching Jun Pyo prepare to storm out.

"It is important, Jun!" Jae Kyung argued as she rushed to him. She grabbed hold of Jun Pyo by both arms before he could escape. He spun around, breaking her grip. Saying nothing, he stared down hard at his soon-to-be wife, waiting for her to offer whatever feeble excuse she'd concocted.

. . .

Taking a deep breath, Jae Kyung explained, "Look, Jan Di needs a dress for her wedding, but she didn't want to ask Ji Hoo for the money. She wanted to get it on her own. So, we have to help her win it, Jun!"

Jae Kyung was staring up at him with pleading eyes. Giving a sharp exhale, Jun Pyo tucked his hands into the pockets of his slacks. Meanwhile, Yi Jeong looked to Ga Eul, who was also wordlessly begging.

"Come on, Jun, please!" Jae Kyung persisted. "It's for Jan Di-ah…"

In that moment, Jun Pyo's eyes wandered over to Jan Di. She looked so pitiful standing there, just staring at a stupid dress. When she turned, he caught sight of her face. And she looked so depressed that he couldn't bear it…

Sighing, Jun Pyo surrendered, "Fine, what do we have to do?"

When Jun Pyo agreed, Jae Kyung squealed happily and hugged him hard. Immediately, she ran over to Jan Di. Tugging on the sleeve of the Wonder Girl's sweater, she turned her around and pointed to the guys. Jan Di's lips parted at the sight of F3 standing there.

The three couples signed up—Jae Kyung with Jun Pyo, Ga Eul with Yi Jeong, and Jan Di with Woo Bin. The couples were to compete in a series of wedding-related challenges, and each team was designated a color. For each challenge won, the team would get a point. And at the end, the team with the most points would be declared the winner.

The F3 teams, as well as three other couples, readied for the first challenge—a cake-eating contest.

"Well, I'd say we know who's going to win this…," Jun Pyo commented, smirking over at Jan Di. "Knowing the way Ms. Laundry eats, I would say it's a sure thing, but then again…," he folded his arms and looked to his fiancée, "…but…Monkey did eat like a pig that time during the ramen eating contest."

"Ya!" Jae Kyung screeched, elbowing Jun Pyo in the ribs.

"Ow, ya, Monkey!" He rubbed his side, while the others chuckled.

"And stop calling me Monkey!" she demanded through gritted teeth, "We're supposed to look like we're in love!"

Jun Pyo scoffed. "Look like? I thought we were," he grumbled. "Aren't we getting married in two weeks?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Jae Kyung replied, as she shoved him along toward his place.

The teams were then informed that one of them was to eat the cake, while the other fed it to him or her. And the couple that finished their portion of the cake fastest was the winner. After some brief discussion, it was decided that Ga Eul would feed Yi Jeong, Woo Bin would feed Jan Di, and Jae Kyung would feed Jun Pyo.

Jun Pyo and Yi Jeong insisted upon wearing something to cover their expensive suits, and the ones who would be eating took their seats. Meanwhile, their partners stood before them holding a large piece of cake on a small plate. As Jun Pyo adjusted his covering, he looked up at Jae Kyung, who seemed eager to begin, her hand poised over the plate.

"You're going to enjoy this, aren't you?" he jeered. Jae Kyung gave a vibrant nod.

"Yea, well, go easy, Monkey. Remember that my mouth isn't as big as y—" But before he could finish, Jae Kyung's eyes blazed, and she shoved the entire large chunk of cake into his mouth at once. Jun Pyo gave a muffled protest through the giant mouthful.

"Wait, we haven't begun yet!" the announcer exclaimed. He quipped about the Red Team being overeager, and the crowd burst out laughing. Meanwhile, Jun Pyo snapped at his bride-to-be, as he finished chewing and brushed stray pieces of cake off himself. The excitable couple was then warned and given another piece of cake.

Jan Di and Woo Bin were the Blue Team. "Are you ready, Jan Di-ah?" Woo Bin asked. She nodded and pumped her fists. "Yes, Sunbae, let's do it!"

"Are you prepared, Yi Jeong-ah?" Ga Eul asked of her Yellow Team partner. He coolly nodded.

"You know, you can't eat properly in this situation," she reminded him. To which, Yi Jeong gave a little laugh. "I know, Ga Eul-yang."

And the countdown began…

"5…4…3…2…1…Go!"

The contest started, and the participants began pinching off pieces of cake and stuffing them into their partners' mouths. Each team developed their own strategy...

Jae Kyung had discovered that Jun Pyo couldn't fit the entire chunk of cake in his mouth—and would simply lose half of it all over his expensive clothing, despite the covering. Plus, it was against the rules... So, she had taken to feeding him small bites quickly, one after another.

While feeding him, Jae Kyung smirked at how long it actually took for him to chew it up. Who knew that a man with such a big, loud mouth could eat so little at once—and so slowly?

The heiress had thought that Jun Pyo would be a shoo-in. After all, she'd seen him shovel food in on more than one occasion. Example A: She recalled their shopping excursion—the last time they were engaged—in fond amusement. That evening, she lost count of the number of free samples he devoured. Not to mention, she'd seen him put away ramen like it was his last meal…

So, Jae Kyung suggested he eat like he does with ramen, and that seemed to help some. But she made sure to wait for him to completely finish chewing before giving him another bite. Otherwise, he complained. And they were slowed down once when he shot off his mouth, saying he liked the idea of her feeding him. Jae Kyung scowled at the Royal Pain in the Butt. And she hissed, "Don't get used to this!" just before shoving another piece in. In reality, Jae Kyung didn't mind the idea of feeding him so much, and she'd done it before. She just didn't want him to get a big head over it.

Meanwhile, Ga Eul was also struggling to get Yi Jeong to chew more quickly, and she was going a bit too slow because she was afraid he was going to choke. So, they decided upon a signal to indicate that he was ready for the next piece, and they got into a nice groove.

As for the Blue Team, Woo Bin started off somewhat gingerly feeding Jan Di, but he soon discovered she could eat much more than he thought. It wasn't like he should be shocked by this; he had seen her eat before, but he had no idea she could eat this quickly or fit so much in her mouth at once. Right now, she looked like a squirrel storing nuts in its cheeks for winter! And she was still encouraging him—through a giant mouthful—to give her larger bites. But he also feared for her safety; he could only imagine the horrible things Ji Hoo would do to him if he allowed his girlfriend to choke.

Oh, Jan Di-ah, you are going to have quite the stomachache after this…

And there was another challenger, who suddenly ran off to be sick…

In the end, Jan Di and Woo Bin were declared the winners of the Cake Eating Contest, and the teams were given a small break before the next challenge, so no one else would be sick.

The next challenge was an obstacle course…

Although he complained about the humiliation of it, Jun Pyo barreled through the Obstacle Course to victory for his team. And then came the Photo Contest. Yi Jeong and Ga Eul were named Cutest Couple in that for their adorable poses and lovestruck looks. After a couple more challenges, came the final one, the Vows Challenge.

The announcer instructed that one of the members of each team would give a speech on how they felt about the other as if speaking vows at their wedding. "Hm, but which one should do it?" the announcer mused, as he looked over the teams. He chose to leave it up to the audience, and they decided that it would be much cuter if the women professed their vows to the men.

One of the other couples—the Pink Team—went first, giving a cute speech and a quick I love you. Then, another went, the Green Team, and up next was Jae Kyung and Jun Pyo. Jae Kyung spoke generically about Fate and letting love go only to have it come back to you, which touched the audience greatly.

Next was Ga Eul, who nervously yet bravely spoke of soulmates. 'Awws' were heard within the crowd—even a few tears were shed—and someone murmured that it was going to be a difficult choice. Another whispered back that the Yellow Team was sure to win, but another disagreed and predicted the Red Team. And a small debate began in that seating area.

. . .

Finally, Jan Di's turn came. She stepped onto the small stage with Woo Bin and looked out over the audience. Oh, how am I going to do this? What am I going to say?!

Her hands were shaking from stage fright, but she was determined. Crushing her quivering hands into fists, she turned to face Woo Bin. The Don Juan was grinning at her, and though it eased her anxiety, it also made it hard to keep a straight face.

The announcer bid her begin, but no words came out. She needed a moment.

. . .

After what seemed like an interminable amount of time, the crowd grew restless. Woo Bin encouraged her, "Go on, Jan Di-ah. Tell me how you feel for me…," and he winked. Jan Di poked out her cheeks at him. Then, Woo Bin turned to the crowd. Flashing a dashing smile, he informed the room that his sweet lady was very shy.

He is enjoying this very much, Jan Di thought in annoyance, but it did get her some sympathy from the crowd—and bought her time—so, she appreciated his showmanship.

Taking a deep breath, Jan Di closed her eyes for a moment, to give herself the chance to think. Suddenly, it struck her. She didn't have to make something up. She could just speak as if she was actually speaking to her true love—to her Ji Hoo. Surely, she could pretend Woo Bin was Ji Hoo.

She opened her eyes to look upon Song Woo Bin. He wore an amused smirk, probably wondering what she was thinking. No, no way! I just cannot picture him as Ji Hoo! Oh, what to do?!

And then, as if to make it more convincing, Woo Bin took her hands. Jan Di's eyes widened, and Woo Bin gave her another little wink.

Closing her eyes again, OK, here goes…

"Sunbae…" Calling him by his usual title made it easier to pretend.

Playing along, Woo Bin responded, "Yes, Baby?"

Aigoo!

And Jan Di almost lost it right there. Yes, he's enjoying this way too much… She opened one eye to look at him, her face twisting in irritation. But she could always beat on him a little later. Right now, she had a mission. Steeling herself, she closed her eyes again and pictured Ji Hoo—and her times with him…

When she did that, she knew exactly what to say…

Every time she'd been down, Ji Hoo had picked her up—often, literally. She recalled Ji Hoo carrying her on his back through the streets of Macau when her heel broke, just after he'd played on the street to earn money for her. She remembered her firefighter piggybacking her after she'd passed out at the arts center. And she remembered all those recent nights when he carried her to bed after she fell asleep studying.

Jan Di opened her eyes, and her face turned to stone. Woo Bin let go of her hands. Taking a deep breath, she began. And Jan Di spoke as if speaking to his friend…

"Sunbae, what can I possibly say to let you know all you've meant to me? …I think—I hope—you know it already…," and she smiled a little. "…I don't think I can ever truly put my feelings for you into words, at least not the way I'd like to, but I'll give it a try…"

Woo Bin's face also grew serious, for he knew she was planning to speak directly from her heart…

Jan Di glanced down at her feet briefly and then met his eyes again. "Sunbae… I fell for you right away—and hard…but…," she paused. "It didn't go the way I hoped…"

. . .

By now, Jun Pyo was listening in intently, as was Jae Kyung. From his side, she glanced up at her husband-to-be before returning to focus on Jan Di and Woo Bin.

"Timing or Fate or something…did not seem to be on our side…," she continued.

. . .

"When I…realized we could never be…," and Jan Di took a shaky breath, recalling the pain of it all. "…I forced myself to let go of my feelings for you…"

Inadvertently, her gaze drifted to Jun Pyo. He seemed hyper-focused upon her, as was the whole room. Jan Di felt her forehead wrinkling up and beginning to perspire. And she hoped her words weren't causing Gu Jun Pyo or Ha Jae Kyung to feel awkward in any way…

Still looking at Jun Pyo, she continued, "But I guess it was meant to happen the way it did...," and she gave him a friendly smile before returning her gaze to Woo Bin. She cleared her throat and went on, "You took your path, and I took mine, but we remained friends…"

"But you were not only my friend, Sunbae. You were my sunshine, my protector, and the firefighter of my heart…"

"You saved me from danger and heartache… And you were right by my side during some of the toughest times in my life…"

Jan Di paused to exhale.

"Somewhere along our journey together...by some…twist of fate…we fell in love, and," Jan Di looked out upon the crowd, "that's our story—the short version, anyway," she chuckled. Looking back to Woo Bin, she finished with, "I can't begin to repay you for all that you've done for me, Sunbae, but I promise I'll spend the rest of my life trying."

There was an awed silence before the crowd voiced its approval through loud clapping.

Woo Bin looked as though he was about to cry. Composing himself, he leaned in to whisper, "That was beautiful, Jan Di-ah. It's a shame Ji Hoo couldn't hear it. You should say that to him," and Woo Bin kissed her on the cheek.

The tender moment was captured by more than a few smartphones…

Meanwhile, Jun Pyo had wandered off by himself, and he stood with his back against the far wall. Jan Di's words had slammed him hard and forcibly transported him back to the past. Oh, he knew she hadn't meant to make him feel bad, but it pierced his heart anew—being reminded of all the pain he'd caused her, of how Ji Hoo had been the one to save her so many times, of how Ji Hoo had picked up the pieces of her broken heart, and of how he, Gu Jun Pyo, had lost Geum Jan Di…

It was a close race, but Jan Di and Woo Bin won the Vows Contest, and the whole thing ended in a tie—between the Blue Team and the Yellow Team. For a tie-breaker, the audience proclaimed that they wanted a Best Kiss Contest.

Upon hearing this, Jan Di and Woo Bin looked at each other. Jan Di knew there was no way a quick peck on the cheek for her fake fiancé would prevail over the all-too-cute puppy love of So Yi Jeong and Chu Ga Eul, but it didn't matter. It was the Second Place Prize that Jan Di coveted, so she and Woo Bin bowed out graciously. The audience moaned in disappointment, so Yi Jeong decided to give Ga Eul a quick yet passionate kiss anyway. And everyone cheered.

Prizes were awarded, with the So and Chu team taking the Grand Prize—a romantic trip for two to Venice.

"For your honeymoon," and the announcer smiled, as he handed them their vouchers. Ga Eul looked shyly at Yi Jeong, who only smiled at her.

Meanwhile, Jan Di was practically trembling with happiness over winning the dress. But after receiving the certificate, she looked at the presenter in confusion. "You won't get the dress just yet. It needs to be fitted for you," the woman explained.

"Ah," Jan Di nodded. She bowed her thanks and then walked off the stage. After receiving the prize, Jan Di gave Woo Bin a big hug. "Thank you so much, Sunbae!"

She hugged and thanked all of her friends for helping her and was then whisked off to a private room to get her measurements.

That Evening…

Jan Di's wedding dress was being altered to her specific measurements—free of charge—and she would have it in 7-14 days.

By the time she got home, Jan Di was giddy with happiness. Not only could she remove one thing from her checklist, but she was sure that the dress would greatly please Ji Hoo.

When Jan Di walked into the house, she saw Ji Hoo sitting on the couch reading. Glancing up, he noticed her standing there. "Ah, Jan Di-ah, welcome home," he said before going back to the sentence he was in the middle of reading.

Jan Di simply stood there watching him.

"How was the bridal show?" Ji Hoo offhandedly asked as he continued to focus upon the massive medical textbook on his lap. When she didn't respond after a few seconds, he looked up. Even from a distance, he could see her eyes glistening.

Ji Hoo immediately put his book down on the coffee table and stood. "Jan Di-ah, what's wrong?" he asked worriedly.

Unbeknownst to Ji Hoo, they weren't tears of sadness but ones of happiness.

Rather than answering him, Jan Di shook her head and gave a happy laugh. Then, she rushed at him. Throwing her arms out to meet him, she practically leaped into his arms. Ji Hoo caught her, but the sudden force knocked him back onto the couch. Smiling brightly, Jan Di pressed her lips to his with the full might of a typhoon slamming into a defenseless shore. Despite being unprepared for the assault, Ji Hoo welcomed her affection. Wrapping his arms around her and maneuvering her back against the couch, he kissed her back with equal intensity.

Once they parted for breath, a wide grin spread across Ji Hoo's face. "What has gotten into my otter?"

She only giggled in response.

"I take it something good has happened?" and he playfully poked her in the cheek.

She happily nodded.

"Do you plan on sharing with me?"

With a mysterious twinkle in her eye, she shook her head.

Pressing his lips together, Ji Hoo nodded.

"It's a surprise!"

"Oh, I see." He smiled and gave her another quick kiss. Stroking her cheek with the back of his hand, he said, "I don't need to know what it is. I just enjoy seeing you so happy."

She gazed into his eyes and in a sudden burst of emotion said, "I love you, Yoon Ji Hoo. I really love you…"

With an affectionate smile, he replied, "I love you, too."

Then, Jan Di lunged forward, hugging him tight around the neck and burying her face in his shoulder. His hands fell to her waist, resting there. Holding her, Ji Hoo whispered, "I missed you a lot today."

"I missed you, too."

"So, will you at least tell me about the bridal show?"

"Yes, I will. But after…," and then she gave him a deep, moist kiss.

Breaking apart just long enough, he asked, "After, you say?" with a raise of his brow.

"Yes, after," was her coy response. And then she kissed him again.

Without breaking their connection, Ji Hoo lay her back completely. With her head resting on the seat cushion and Ji Hoo above her kissing her, she ran her hands down his neck, to his chest, and around to his back. Meanwhile, Ji Hoo moved on to caressing her neck with his lips. As they sprawled across the length of the couch, Jan Di wrapped one leg around Ji Hoo's waist, while his hands wandered her sides, stomach, and breasts.

"Grandfather…," Jan Di managed to get out before a cry of pleasure slipped from her lips.

"Mmm, he's…not home…right now…," Ji Hoo said between kisses.

They continued making out for a few more minutes until suddenly Ji Hoo stopped. "But to be on the safe side…maybe we should…" She knew what he was saying, and she agreed. So, with some difficulty, they put things on hold. Ji Hoo stood first and extended his hands to her. She took them, and he helped her up off the couch. "My room?" he suggested.

Jan Di smiled and nodded. "Oh, but weren't you studying?"

"It can wait," he grinned.

"Really? Wau, I think I'm a bad influence on you…"

"Yes, you are," and he pulled her in close for a slow, sensual kiss. "You're very, very bad…," he whispered seductively against her lips.

Jan Di giggled. "How about I help you study later to make up for it?"

Ji Hoo eagerly agreed. After giving her another peck, they rushed off to the bedroom.

Several Days Later…

Ji Hoo was perusing the news on his phone early one morning when an image caught his eye. He took a closer look and then read the title and story. Slowly, he stood. Walking toward the kitchen, he called for Jan Di.

Jan Di was in the middle of doing a few breakfast dishes. "Yes, Sunbae?" she perkily asked.

In as stern a voice as he could muster, Ji Hoo said, "Jan Di-ah, I have a question."

He seemed extremely serious, so she dried her hands and approached him. "What is it, Sunbae?" she asked, rather worriedly.

Ji Hoo held out his phone to her.

"Well, I just read here that you've decided to marry Woo Bin… How long were you planning to wait before telling me?"

"What?! Oh!" Jan Di scoffed and snatched the smartphone away from her fiancé. She quickly scrolled through the piece and then met his eyes. "Well, you see, Sunbae, let me explain. I needed a partner for the Wedding Challenge at the Bridal Show… There was…something there that I wanted to win, and…well, I couldn't ask you…because…because…"

Ji Hoo chuckled in response. "It's OK, Jan Di-ah. You don't have to explain. I was just teasing you."

A relieved smile crossed her lips at not having to explain about the dress.

"But I'm just surprised that such a rumor got out with Woo Bin involved."

Her brow furrowed, "Yea…"

"Well, I'm sure he'll handle it," Ji Hoo said, taking his phone back. He scrolled down again. "But, this photo…," and he took a closer look at the image of Woo Bin kissing Jan Di's cheek. Holding it out for Jan Di to see, he said, "Hm, maybe I need to have a talk with him..."

Jan Di laughed awkwardly. "Oh, no need for that Sunbae. That was completely innocent."

Slipping the phone into his pocket, Ji Hoo nodded. "…Alright, but are you sure you're not secretly in love with Woo Bin?" and he cocked his head to the side in a playful manner.

"Aigoo!" she exclaimed, smacking him a couple of times on the arm as punishment.

Later That Day…

Song Il-Shim had called his son in to meet with him, which was unusual. Woo Bin didn't see his father often, so he assumed it must be important. And the Mafia Prince suspected what it might be.

When he walked into his father's office, Song Il-Shim sat behind his massive mahogany desk, silent and solemn, like always. His secretary stood next to him, with hands clasped in front.

"Abeonim," Woo Bin greeted his father with a formal bow.

Being a forthright man, Il-Shim produced his phone, which his secretary then handed to Woo Bin. With a short bow, Prince Song took the phone. To Woo Bin's surprise, the screen displayed an article about the Wedding Contest he'd participated in with Jan Di and the others. Despite his best efforts to keep it quiet, it seemed that one annoying gossip site had managed to get hold of the story and some images and had heedlessly published it. Who knew his father even cared about such tripe? But it made sense that he found out.

"Do you care to explain this, my son?" Il-Shim asked with a look of disapproval.

Woo Bin scrolled down to the images of himself and Jan Di—one where he was holding her hands and another where he was giving her a kiss on the cheek. An involuntary laugh escaped his throat.

Immediately, his eyes shot to his father, who by contrast, did not look at all amused. "Mianhada, Abeonim, but there is a simple explanation for this."

Il-Shim placed a single finger to his lips. Wordlessly, he waited for his son to explain his actions. And Woo Bin suddenly understood why his father was such an intimidating man. His hardened face, his piercing eyes… He was the type of man who could size you up immediately—and in an instant come up with a hundred different horrible things to do to you if you betrayed him. And without saying a thing, the leader of the Song clan could put the fear of death into any man, even his own son...

"You see, I was only helping the girl to win a wedding contest, Abeonim. The girl in the photo is just a friend of mine. In fact, she's engaged to one of my best friends."

"Ah, I see," Il-Shim replied. "That's good. That's very good, especially considering I've selected a bride for you."

Woo Bin's lips parted. He'd known the day was coming, but it still caught him off guard…

"She's the daughter of one of my most trusted allies—and closest friends—" he added as an afterthought.

"What does she look like, Abeonim?" Woo Bin asked with an awkward chuckle.

"Does that matter, my son?" he quirked an eyebrow.

Lowering his eyes humbly, Woo Bin responded, "No. Of course not, Abeonim."

"You'll find out for yourself soon enough. My associate will contact you with the details of your meeting with her, but it will be before Gu Jun Pyo is to wed. She'll attend the wedding as your guest. I've arranged this."

Woo Bin nodded. "Yes, Abeonim."

"I'll take care of the publicity on this Wedding Contest deal," and with a wave of his hand, Il-Shim dismissed his son.

Woo Bin bowed and left the room.

One and a Half Weeks Later…

Jan Di had just received her wedding dress. When it came, she was, fortunately, the one to sign for it. Ji Hoo was in his room practicing, so she snuck the white rectangular box to her room and placed it on her bed. Opening the box, she removed the garment and delicately laid it out. She gazed down upon the snow-white fabric against the backdrop of her lavender comforter. It's even more beautiful than I remember…

Jan Di felt so happy, and what made it even better was that she earned it herself—with a little help from her friends, of course. Even though Ji Hoo and Grandfather were paying for mostly everything, she at least could contribute this.

She carefully picked up the dress and held it against herself. She gave a happy cry and then bit her lip to subdue it. She wanted to try her dress on badly, but Ji Hoo was around, so maybe it would be better elsewhere…

As if he heard her thoughts—or perhaps her squeal of joy—she suddenly heard him call her name from the hallway. Jan Di gasped. She placed the dress back in its box as carefully as she could, while still being quick, and hid it under her bed.

Sliding the door to her room open, "Yes, Ji Hoo-yah!" she called out to him. She stepped out, and he was standing there. "Are you done playing already?" she chuckled awkwardly, avoiding eye contact with him.

"Yes." He studied her as if he believed she was up to no-good, but he let it go. "I was just wondering if you wanted to go out for dinner.

She chewed on her lip in contemplation before replying, "I'd love to, Ji Hoo-yah, but I…was actually going to meet up with Ga Eul." She made the split-second decision to go to Ga Eul's and try on the dress there.

"Oh," he tucked his hands into his pockets, slightly disappointed. "OK, well have a good time."

She nodded. "Thanks, Ji Hoo-yah!" And she stepped back into her room and slid the door shut.

Shaking his head, Ji Hoo walked off. OK, Jan Di-ah, whatever you're up to, I'll leave you be…

Half an hour later, Jan Di was at Ga Eul's apartment—in her dress. She'd left Jae Kyung alone, for she was surely busy with her own last-minute wedding stuff, and Ji Hoo was out to dinner with the guys.

"It's so beautiful, Jan Di-ah!" Ga Eul exclaimed when Jan Di came out in the pristine gown.

"Thank you, Ga Eul-ah," she exclaimed happily.

And for the first time ever, Jan Di felt like a real bride…

Three Days Before the Wedding…

When Jae Kyung called Jan Di up the next day in tears, Jan Di was sure it was just pre-wedding jitters making her emotional. The Wonder Girl could barely comprehend what the heiress was blubbering to her, but it was something about Jun Pyo not wanting to marry her… Whether it was in her head or not, it sounded serious, and it was a Maid of Honor's duty to go to the bride's rescue. So, Jan Di went to the home of her desolate friend.

When Jan Di arrived, she was buzzed into the penthouse. The door swung open, and behind it was Jae Kyung —in her wedding dress, crying…

"Oh, Unnie…"

Jae Kyung immediately threw her arms around Jan Di. "I don't know what I'd do without my Maid of Honor!" she blubbered, hugging Jan Di tight. And Jan Di let her cry on her shoulder a bit longer.

Then, Jan Di pulled Jae Kyung back, and taking her by the strong, slender shoulders, she led her over to the couch. After gathering some tissues from a box on the coffee table, she handed a few to Jae Kyung and took a seat next to her.

Jan Di allowed the heiress's cries to subside a bit while handing her several tissues in the process. "Will you tell me what happened, Unnie?" Jan Di finally asked.

Jae Kyung sniffled and heaved a sigh.

"What's this nonsense about Gu Jun Pyo not wanting to marry you?"

But hearing his name only made her burst into tears again. Shoulders hunched, she leaned forward and buried her face in her hands.

Extremely worried now, Jan Di blurted out, "Unnie, what happened?"

. . .

"Jun Pyo-ah…Jun Pyo-ah…"

Placing a hand on her friend's back, Jan Di gently asked, "Did you have a fight?"

Jae Kyung wiped at her tears, smearing her eye makeup. "Yes, a BIG one!"

"Oh, Unnie," Jan Di patted her back. "What…was it about?"

"Well," she sniffled, looking away, "it was…about…you."

"What? Me?" Jan Di was stunned. She certainly hadn't expected to hear that, and she didn't know what to say. "Unnie…I…don't understand…"

Rather than answering, Jae Kyung bolted upright; she marched to the end of the living room and then turned back.

. . .

"Oh, Jan Di-yah, mianhae!" she threw out her arms in frustration.

"For what, Unnie?" a bewildered Jan Di asked.

"For being so…weak. Maybe I'm insecure, but I'm…just afraid! I'm so afraid…"

"What are you afraid of, Unnie?"

And Jae Kyung began pacing again. "Well, I'm just…afraid that…Jun will change his mind, or maybe he will go through with it, but…always regret it…"

"Oh, Unnie, that's ridiculous!" Jan Di stood and balled her fists at her sides. "Gu Jun Pyo loves you. I've seen it firsthand."

Jae Kyung stopped pacing and considered this. And she nodded. "I guess so. You're right, Jan Di-ah. Jun loves me," she spoke in short, succinct segments as if saying words that she didn't really believe.

. . .

"But, he loved you so much, Jan Di-yah, and for so long! What if he still does?!"

Jan Di was momentarily stunned into silence.

Mindlessly, Jae Kyung staggered over to the couch. Jan Di held out her arms to catch the wobbly heiress, but she managed to safely slump onto the couch. Jan Di took a seat beside her again.

. . .

"What brought this on?" Jan Di asked.

. . .

"Well, I noticed the way he acted at the Wedding Contest…"

And Jan Di instantly felt terrible. It was partially her fault that he was there—because Jae Kyung had wanted to help her out…

"But it wasn't just that. There have been other signs that he still loves you…"

"Unnie, forgive me, but you're being ridiculous… Gu Jun Pyo has moved on. We all have."

The corners of Jae Kyung's lips faintly twitched. "Maybe, maybe not. Even so, I know it's pathetic and selfish, but I don't want to just be second place." Jae Kyung paused, putting on a melancholy smile. "…I always knew that was what I was to him… Even after he fell for me, I always knew he loved you more—and he probably always will…"

"Unnie, that's not—" Jan Di protested.

Ignoring Jan Di, she continued, "But I told myself I could deal with it…because I loved him so much... You know, there was a time when I might have done almost anything to be with Jun," and she inhaled deeply. "But now, I don't think I can…"

"How can you just throw it all away—everything you've been through together?!"

"It's now or never, right? I don't want to wait until I get to the altar again," the sullen heiress quipped.

"So, that's it? You're just going to walk away?" Even though she could understand Jae Kyung's feelings—in a way—it made Jan Di disappointed, even a bit angry, that Jae Kyung would just give up like this.

"I don't know…"

. . .

"Unnie!" and Jan Di took hold of Jae Kyung's shoulders, giving her a shake. Her voice raised, Jan Di exclaimed, "Come to your senses! You're wrong about all of that!" You just have the jitters! Jun Pyo loves you very much!"

Her head hung low, Jae Kyung allowed Jan Di to shake her again. "Even though you're my yeodongsaeng, you've always been there for me," she muttered. "You're such a good friend. You've always been such an amazing friend, and I was…no, still am so jealous of you! I feel so ashamed!" and Jae Kyung started to sob.

"Unnie…"

"I don't think I can ever live up to you, Jan Di-yah…," she murmured between sobs. "I told myself I was OK with it...but now... How can I possibly go through life with a man, who in his heart, wishes he'd married another?"

"That's not how he feels, Unnie!" Jan Di persisted.

"How do you know?"

"I just know! You have to trust me, Unnie! I won't let you give up on him!" and Jan Di roughly pulled her wayward friend into an embrace.

With sincere gratitude, Jae Kyung hugged her back, whispering, "Gomawo, Jan Di-ah…"

Meanwhile…

F4 sat together in the lounge. Jun Pyo had called them together but hadn't given a reason. And he'd barely said two words since he arrived. So, they'd all occupied themselves. Presently, Yi Jeong and Woo Bin were shooting pool, and Ji Hoo was playing his guitar. Jun Pyo was stewing over something and taking it out on the dartboard.

It was just like old times. So much had changed, yet much had stayed the same...

When Jun Pyo got particularly rough with the board, Woo Bin glanced over and asked the obligatory question—"What's wrong, Jun Pyo-ah?"

When the Shinwha heir didn't answer, Woo Bin continued, "Are you and Ha Jae Kyung fighting?"

"Don't even mention that annoying Monkey to me!" he snapped back, as he hurled another dart at the board. It landed on the outer edge.

"Uh oh," Woo Bin commented, and he, Yi Jeong, and Ji Hoo exchanged a look.

"I guess that was it," Yi Jeong commented.

"What happened, Jun Pyo-ah?" Woo Bin asked.

"I don't want to talk about it!"

But F2 wasn't giving in so easily.

"What did you do now?" Yi Jeong asked as if speaking to a petulant child.

"Why do you blame me?! She's the one who's gone crazy!"

Jun Pyo fired off another few darts.

. . .

"Anyway, I don't think we're going to get married…," he said sullenly.

"What?" Yi Jeong and Woo Bin exclaimed in unison. Meanwhile, Ji Hoo had been sitting silently in his usual chair, lightly strumming his guitar. He stopped plucking the strings and leaned forward.

"What do you mean you're not getting married?" Yi Jeong asked.

"Just what I said! I don't…think I can go through with it…"

Hearing those words, Ji Hoo couldn't help but get an uneasy sense of foreboding—that Jun Pyo's hesitation had something to do with Jan Di…

"That's ridiculous, Jun Pyo-ah. You just have pre-wedding jitters," Yi Jeong assured.

"Yea, man. That's totally normal!" Woo Bin chimed in.

"You love Ha Jae Kyung, don't you, Jun Pyo-ah?" Yi Jeong inserted.

Jun Pyo threw another dart and turned to face F3. "I do… But like I said, she lost her mind! …I don't think…she wants to go through with it, either," he muttered. Being out of darts, Jun Pyo just stood there, staring at the board.

"Come on, walk us through what happened…"

"Well, for one, she's accusing me of having feelings for Jan Di!" he muttered.

Ji Hoo's lips parted in disbelief.

"Why would she think that?"

Again, he shouted that he didn't want to talk about it, and his three friends watched worriedly.

Suddenly, Woo Bin clapped his hands together. "Well, you know what I think?"

Two out of three turned to look at the Mafia Prince, waiting for his response. "I think someone needs a drink!" And Woo Bin waltzed over to Jun Pyo and tugged on his arm.

Jun Pyo shoved him away. "Aish, get off!" But Woo Bin persisted. Placing a hand on his shoulder, he said, "You'll feel better; come on."

Jun Pyo scowled in response. He didn't feel like going anywhere, yet he was in no mood to argue, either. "Fine!" Jun Pyo barked, and he allowed Woo Bin to lead him toward the door.

Turning to the others, Woo Bin beckoned with a hand, "Let's go!"

And Woo Bin took them all to a local bar they'd frequented in the past. After all, there was nothing like alcohol to get someone to open up about their problems, or at least forget about them…

Two Days Before the Wedding…

It was the evening of the bachelor and bachelorette parties for Jun Pyo and Jae Kyung, and Jae Kyung had just arrived to pick up Jan Di for their Girls' Night Out. Her fears assuaged, for the time being, the heiress had returned to her typical, bubbly self.

Ji Hoo welcomed Jae Kyung into their home and called for Jan Di. Jan Di popped her head out of her room. "Unnie, you look incredible!" she called out to the stylish heiress dressed in the short black and white floral dress. Jae Kyung smiled and thanked her. And Jan Di asked if she could wait a bit while she finished getting ready. "Take your time!" Jae Kyung called back at her, and Ji Hoo offered his guest a seat and a cup of tea.

Jae Kyung accepted and settled onto the couch, while Ji Hoo made the tea. Smoothing her dress out, she asked, "How have you been, Ji Hoo-ssi?"

"I've been well, kamsahamnida, Ha Jae Kyung-ssi. And you?"

She paused.

Cocking his head, Ji Hoo added, "After all, you are getting married soon…"

"Yes," she nodded, her hands now folded neatly in her lap. "As are you..."

Smiling to himself, Ji Hoo said nothing but continued preparing the tea.

Ahh, just like that guy to completely ignore someone who is trying to be evasive…

"Anyway, I'm doing much better," she responded when the silence lingered. "Thanks to Jan Di-ah… You see, something…was on my mind, but she helped me to feel better about it."

Ji Hoo nodded, knowing of what she spoke. "Yes, Jan Di is a wonderful person," he spoke in his calm manner. "And I'm glad."

"Thank you."

A silence passed while Ji Hoo finished preparing the tea.

Deciding to bring up a new subject, he said, "By the way, you don't have to call me Ji Hoo-ssi."

Then, Ji Hoo put the kettle and cups on a tray and carried it over. He set it down on the coffee table and placed a cup in front of Jae Kyung. While he poured, he continued his small ramble, "In a way, we're going to be like family soon…"

To which, Jae Kyung smiled widely. "That's right. We are going to be family soon… And likewise, you don't have to speak so formally to me."

Ji Hoo nodded and filled his own cup with the warm, yellowish-brown liquid. "Very well, then. Jae Kyung-ah."

"That's better!" she replied in a cheerful tone. "But, hm, what to call you? Since we will be family, perhaps I should call you…Oppa?"

Ji Hoo's nose wrinkled up as he brought the teacup to his lips. And Jae Kyung eyed him in amusement. "It seems you don't like the title much…"

"It's not that," he replied after taking a polite sip. "Oppa is fine. You may call me Oppa."

In response, Jae Kyung giggled. Placing a finger to her chin, she mused, "Maybe I will… Or, maybe I will just call you Ji Hoo-ah."

Ji Hoo flashed her a thankful smile.

"You prefer that, then?" she asked before taking a sip of the aromatic green tea.

He merely grinned.

"Well, I hope you are treating our Jan Di-ah well, Ji Hoo-ah," she teased.

"Of course," and he brought his cup up again.

There was another silence, during which Jae Kyung glanced over at Jan Di's door.

When she saw no sign of Jan Di's return, she turned back to Ji Hoo. "Hey, I have an idea! What about a toast?" and she raised her teacup.

Smiling, Ji Hoo nodded. And he raised his. "What shall we toast?"

"To…," and Jae Kyung thought for a moment, "…patience...no, persistence…paying off, no," she shook her head. And then she seemed to have it. "To patience and persistence overcoming desire."

Ji Hoo immediately understood her meaning, and her words took him back to a sadder time—the time they talked on Jeju, after she objected to her own wedding. That night, she told him that both of them lacked desire, that neither of them was selfish enough to take what they wanted. And she was right about that. They had both walked away from what—no, who—they wanted more than anything… And at that time, he was certain it was all over for him.

"Ji Hoo-ah," the heiress called his name, stirring him from his reverie.

"Oh, mianhae." Ji Hoo gently clinked his fine porcelain together with hers, and they took a drink.

. . .

"You know, it's strange…," she began.

"What is?"

She took another sip. "…It seems that we both managed to get what we wanted in the end," she responded after swallowing. Although, it's not official yet…

A faint smile upon his lips, Ji Hoo nodded. And they simultaneously drank.

. . .

"Soo…," Jae Kyung began when the conversation lagged, "Since we are practically family, can I ask you a personal question, Ji Hoo-ah?"

He didn't like the sound of that, but he nodded. "Go ahead," and he prepared to take another sip...

Jae Kyung's lips crinkled into a half-smile. "…Have you and Jan Di slept together yet?"

Her unexpected words nearly made Ji Hoo spit out the mouthful of tea. With a hard, painful swallow, he managed to keep the liquid down his throat.

Way, way too personal! He thought.

And Jae Kyung went into a fit of giggles, tossing a breathless apology in amongst them. Ji Hoo glanced over at her and then quickly looked away.

Upon catching sight of his lightly crimson face, she pointed, "Omo, omo! Did I actually make the ever stoic, great Yoon Ji Hoo blush?!"

And that set her off again, laughing uncontrollably.

After a few short coughs, Ji Hoo cleared his throat and turned fully to her. He opened his mouth to speak—twice—but nothing came out.

Still reveling in his humiliation, she grinned over at him. "Probably not, huh? You're such a gentleman…"

Clearly, the bold heiress was trying to taunt him into reveling something, but it wouldn't work. "You are quite the brazen one, aren't you, Jae Kyung-ah?"

She laughed and slapped Ji Hoo on the back, "Yeah, I guess so. Anyway, I was only teasing my new oppa! Did I get you?!"

"Yes, that was a good one," he fake-laughed.

"What are little sisters for, anyway, if not to tease their big brothers?"

But Ji Hoo never had a younger sister, so he wasn't sure how it worked. Fighting back the hint of a smile, Ji Hoo replied, "I suppose you're right."

Jae Kyung leaned toward him. "You don't have to tell me, you know…," and then she inched even closer, whispering, "unless you want to… I won't rat you out…" And she pulled back, laughing boisterously while leaving Ji Hoo in stunned silence.

. . .

It was then that Jan Di came out of her room. "What did I miss?" she asked with a chuckle, referring to the commotion she heard.

"Nothing," Jae Kyung muttered, still stifling her laughter. "Ji Hoo-ah is just funny."

Jan Di looked curiously over at her fiancé, who immediately stood when he saw her. She wore an azure evening gown with a halter top. She'd managed to curl her now longer hair, which took forever, but she was relatively pleased with how it turned out.

Chewing on her bottom lip in uncertainty, Jan Di stood before them. "Hey, Unnie, are you sure about this dress? It doesn't look bad on me?" Jan Di asked. It was one Jae Kyung had insisted upon buying for her, along with her bridesmaid dress, but Jan Di felt practically naked in it.

"Of course not! You look beautiful, Jan Di-ah!" Jae Kyung exclaimed. And she glanced at Ji Hoo, who stood beside her, gawking. But he wasn't leering in a creepy way. Instead, it was cute.

"Thank you. But Unnie, can you help me? I think I've gotten twisted," and Jan Di reached around herself, revealing the crisscross back strap and a portion of her mid-back.

Jae Kyung went to her aid. "Oh yeah, you've gotten a little twisted, but I can fix it."

As Jae Kyung fumbled with the strap, Jan Di again voiced her discomfort. "Are you really sure this is OK?"

"Yes, I'm sure! See, Ji Hoo thinks you are beautiful, too!" and she motioned toward the Living Statue—who, consequently, was living up to his nickname quite well.

"You love it, right, Ji Hoo-ah?" Jae Kyung demanded of the awed man.

Ji Hoo did not speak or move; he only continued to stare.

Grinning, Jae Kyung leaned in to whisper in her friend's ear. "I think your fiancé approves, Jan Di-ah…" And then Jae Kyung raised her voice at the man across the room, "Ya, Ji Hoo-ah! Breathe!"

Shaken from his temporary paralysis, Ji Hoo finally uttered, "Jan Di-ah, you look…amazing..."

Jan Di smiled widely and cast her eyes to the floor. "Gomawo…" When she shyly glanced up, their eyes met, and they proceeded to stare goofily at one another.

Noticing this, Jae Kyung smiled to herself and shook her head, as she continued adjusting Jan Di's strap.

Returning to her senses, Jan Di asked, "So, what did you two talk about while I was changing?"

"Nothing much, Jan Di-ah," Jae Kyung replied immediately, and she tossed a wink at Ji Hoo.

. . .

When the heiress finished with Jan Di, she took a moment to admire her handiwork. "There. Now, you're perfect."

With a sincere smile, Jan Di thanked her. "But you're the one who looks perfect, Unnie!"

"Aw, that's sweet, Jan Di-ah." Jae Kyung then glanced at her Cartier watch. "Well, we should be going. We still have to pick up Ga Eul."

"Oh, yes. I'm so sorry to keep you waiting, Unnie!"

Jae Kyung ensured it was no big deal and linked arms with Jan Di. Waving goodbye to Ji Hoo, Jae Kyung called out, "Bye, Oppa! I'll watch out for her!"

With a smirk, Ji Hoo held up his hand in a static wave, as Jan Di looked curiously to Jae Kyung. "Oppa?"

Jae Kyung giggled. "That's right. We've bonded, and now Ji Hoo is my new oppa!" she informed, as she pulled Jan Di toward the door.

Bonded? Oppa?

Jan Di simply shrugged it off and allowed Jae Kyung to drag her away. Before they left, Jan Di waved to Ji Hoo.

"Have fun!" he called out to the retreating form of his fiancée. But not too much fun…, he thought, with a shake of the head. Suddenly, he wished they were both staying in, so he could have her all to himself. With a sigh, he went to his room to prepare for his evening with the guys.

The Girls' Night…

Jae Kyung had made reservations at a fancy restaurant in Gangnam. After an all-too-expensive yet delicious meal, the girls ended up at a small hole-in-the-wall bar—going from one extreme to the other.

But that was Ha Jae Kyung… She could be as cultured and lavish as expected of a chaebol daughter, yet as down-to-earth as a modest dry cleaner's daughter or porridge shop girl. She was also spirited and adventurous, and at times, Jan Di and Ga Eul had trouble keeping up with her. But Jan Di had to admit that she was the perfect woman to keep Jun Pyo on his toes.

On a whim, Jae Kyung suggested they go in and have a drink at this bar they passed, knowing absolutely nothing of the place. She just said that it looked cute. Once inside, they looked around. To Jan Di, the place was anything but cute. It was rundown; it smelled, and it seemed like the sort of place drunkards and low-level criminals would call home. It was certainly not the type of place F4 would ever be seen in, and she could just imagine Ji Hoo's chagrin upon finding out she went to such a place.

"Unnie…I don't know about this place," Jan Di whispered. "It looks a little shady to me…" And Ga Eul seconded that motion.

"It'll be fine, Jan Di-ah, Ga Eul-ah. Besides, Chen and the boys are waiting outside if anything happens."

Jan Di nodded, feeling slightly better at the reminder that Jae Kyung's devoted bodyguards were on standby.

Jae Kyung led the way over to the bar, and the three of them took seats on stools side-by-side. A gruff, burly bartender approached and asked them what they would be having.

"Soju shots!" Jae Kyung decided for them.

So, the bartender brought out a bottle and three shot glasses. After checking to see that they were clean, Jae Kyung poured for all of them. They clinked their glasses together in a congratulatory cheer and each took a shot of soju. After a second shot, they took a break.

. . .

When the bartender demanded money, Jae Kyung poked out her lip at him. "You know, I'm getting married in two days…," and she raised a hopeful brow.

"Congratulations, but there's no discount for that," was the bartender's curt reply.

"Aish," Jae Kyung muttered under her breath, as she pulled out several won bills. "Can't blame a girl for trying..."

This got the bartender to almost crack a grin, but he still held his hand out for the money.

Just then, a man came up behind them, dressed in a mediocre suit. "Come on, Choong-Hoon, the lady is getting married! You can't even give her one round of drinks on the house?"

"No!" he barked. "I'm running a business here, and they look well-off..."

The new guy checked out the girls, admiring their looks and attire. "That they do..."

The girls shot him dirty looks.

He then approached Jae Kyung and whispered, "You know, his bark is worse than his bite," referring to the bartender. He was too close, so she shoved him away.

"Shut up!" the bear-like bartender growled. "If you don't think she should pay, then why don't you offer?" he suggested, extending his palm to the man.

"Maybe I will then," the man said, and he dug into his jacket pocket for his wallet.

"You really don't have to pay," Jae Kyung protested.

"It's alright. Call it a wedding gift. I'm Lee Chul-Soo, by the way," and he slipped Jae Kyung his hand. Sneering, she reluctantly took it. Then, he paid the bartender for the drinks.

Supposing she should be amiable since he paid for their drinks, Jae Kyung thanked him. "Kamsahamnida Lee Chul-Soo-ssi."

"Just Chul-Soo is fine. And do you have names?"

With a smirk, the heiress made up a fake name.

"That name sounds so familiar…," he mused

"Does it? Maybe it's just a common one," she replied.

Chul-Soo nodded and then turned to the other two. "And you are?" Jae Kyung interjected, also giving false names for Jan Di and Ga Eul.

. . .

"So, she is getting married, but what about you two?" Chul-Soo asked, putting an arm around both Jan Di and Ga Eul.

Jan Di scowled at him. Restraining herself as best she could, she removed both of his hands from Ga Eul's and her shoulders. "I'm engaged, too, and she has a serious boyfriend."

"Ah, I see. My mistake," and he clasped his hands together in prayer position, for Jan Di was still glaring at him as if she wanted to murder him.

"You don't have much pride, do you? Hitting on all three of us like that...," Jae Kyung quipped.

Chul-Soo laughed. "No, I suppose not. I just saw three beautiful ladies and couldn't resist…"

"Well, resist, so I don't have to kill you," Jae Kyung squinted menacingly over at him.

"I didn't know, so I hope you can forgive me." And Chul-Soo returned to the heiress's side. "So, if I promise not to hit on you or your friends anymore, may I take a seat?"

Jae Kyung took an extended time to ponder before agreeing. "But don't make any mistakes, or you're dead," she pointed a warning finger at him.

He nodded. "Oh, trust me, I'm not the one you have to worry about in this place… What brings you girls in here, anyway?"

"What did you mean by that?" Jae Kyung asked.

"Well…," and Chul-Soo went on to explain all about some of the shady characters that came in there, finishing with, "But you didn't hear it from me…"

"Who are you, anyway? How do you know all this?" Jae Kyung demanded.

"Well, you see…," and he began to explain, but then a man in overcoat and hat wandered over. "Get lost," Chul-Soo hissed to Jae Kyung just before the man came over.

"What?"

But before the girls could leave, the sinister-looking man was at the bar, insisting upon money that was owed to him by Chul-Soo, who was also going by another name. The dark man also tossed in a few expletives. Chul-Soo gaped at him and warned him about speaking that way in front of ladies. Growing angrier, the man again demanded his money. Chul-Soo made up a few excuses, and the man grabbed him roughly by the collar.

The girls quickly moved out of the way, as the loan shark yanked Chul-Soo up and slammed him against the wall behind them. Jan Di stood in front of Ga Eul and threw up her fists.

"Ya, leave him alone!" Jae Kyung demanded. The man ignored the heiress and called for a few other guys, who began to surround them. Jae Kyung got into her fighting stance while calling for Chen. Immediately, Chen and the other guards burst into the bar and rushed to the girls' side. Standing in front of Jae Kyung, Chen assured, "I got this, Miss."

And then she and the other two guards quickly beat down the loan shark and his three guys. Meanwhile, the girls stood back and watched, but Jae Kyung was itching to get in there, and Jan Di still had her fists ready.

Minutes later, the four men were on the ground.

"Who are you?" Chul-Soo stared wide-eyed at Jae Kyung. "You must be pretty important to have bodyguards!

Jae Kyung smirked at the inept wannabe playboy. But Chen was suspicious, so she went after Chul-Soo. "No, not him!" Jae Kyung objected. And the muscular female bodyguard backed off.

Jae Kyung thanked Chen and the guards, and she turned back to Jan Di and Ga Eul. "Well, I guess I didn't pick the best place, huh?"

Jan Di and Ga Eul looked at each other, and Jan Di let out an awkward chuckle. "Let's go, then," the heiress demanded.

"Wait, where are you going?" Chul-Soo asked.

Placing her fists on her hips like a superhero, Jae Kyung said, "We're leaving. Why?"

"Well, if you still want to have a drink, I can suggest a few places that are much better," he said, glancing briefly at the bartender, who scowled at him.

"I don't think so," Jae Kyung replied, and she took Jan Di and Ga Eul by the arms, leading them toward the door. Before leaving she pulled out some bills and tossed them onto the bar—enough to pay for drinks, plus extra for the mess.

"Thank you for your help! Goodbye, and congratulations!" Chul-Soo shouted out, as they headed toward the door. Jae Kyung simply shook her head without looking back.

When he assumed they weren't looking, Chul-Soo began to slowly make his way toward the door. Instantly, Chen pounced on him; she grabbed him by the arm and twisted it behind his back, causing him to yelp.

Jae Kyung rushed over and stood before the anguished man. "What were you going to do? Follow us?"

"No, no, I…I…I…," he cried out in pain. "Could you, um…?" and he indicated that he wanted her to call off her bodyguard.

"No! Explain yourself, first!"

"OK, I just…thought…that I would try a couple different bars, and maybe…run into you girls somewhere…"

"Stalker!" Jae Kyung reached forward, pinching Chul-Soo's ear between her fingernails and yanking hard.

He cried out in pain. "You…you…don't understand… I just wanted to make sure you girls would be OK," he protested.

Jae Kyung released his ear and called off Chen. "Stay back," she warned Chul-Soo with a finger, and he kept his distance. "Look, thanks for the offer to look out for us, but no thanks. Does it look like we need any help, babo?" she smirked. "Besides, you don't want to make us mad," she grinned. "And you definitely don't want to get on our boyfriends' bad sides…"

Before he could say anything, she waved at him, wished him well, and the girls left.

After the night's excitement, the girls ended up at Jae Kyung's place—talking, laughing, and drinking. Jae Kyung had been enthusiastically pouring wine into them, and Jan Di and Ga Eul had long since become tipsy. Jae Kyung had a higher tolerance, but she was well on her way to succumbing to the thick, red liquid. Currently, they were all seated on the floor beside Jae Kyung's bed. Ga Eul was staring off into space, and Jan Di was slightly slumped over with her back against the bed.

As Jan Di's eyelids grew droopy, she mentally chastised herself for even trying to keep up with the heiress. After all, she'd heard Ga Eul's account of Yi Jeong and Woo Bin attempting to drink with Jae Kyung before, when they were trying to woo her away from Jun Pyo. The tiny heiress had easily drunken them under the table. Then, she took them out for chicken feet, and they ended up vomiting over a bridge. It was a sight Jan Di could just not picture—and she didn't want to, either.

Out of the blue, Ga Eul asked, "Do you think we should tell the guys about our night?"

Jae Kyung pursed her lips. "Everything about it? Probably not a good idea. You don't want them to freak out and go down there unnecessarily, do you?"

"I guess not," Ga Eul replied.

The night wore on, and they took a bit more alcohol…

"So, what do you think the guys are doing now?" Jae Kyung suddenly asked.

"I think they were just planning to hang out," Ga Eul answered drowsily.

"Hang out? That's vague," Jae Kyung responded, taking another shot.

And then the three women began speculating on what the guys might be doing right now…

"You know that Master actually wanted to go along with the guys for their bachelor party?" Jan Di informed them.

"Really?" Ga Eul questioned.

"Yes. I kind of feel bad for saying no," the Wonder Girl continued, "but they would have wanted to kill him by the end of the night… I did suggest that he could join us if he wanted, but he just got mad and shouted that he wasn't a girl."

Ga Eul smirked, "He is a girl."

Unable to control it, Jan Di burst out laughing, slapping her leg in the process.

After a minute or so of laughing, they all got quiet again…

"I guess that wasn't very nice," Ga Eul chuckled. "Sorry, Master!" she shouted at the wall. "…I'm sure he heard me, and I'll be in trouble for that later. He's psychic, after all—or, at least he thinks he is…"

Grinning, Jan Di shook her head.

"Maybe he should have come along with us. He could have told us what the guys are up to," Ga Eul joked.

And Jae Kyung interjected, "Well, I just hope they are behaving themselves…"

"I'm sure they are, Unnie," Jan Di muttered, as she lay her head back against the mattress.

"Yea, we have nothing to worry about, right?" And Jae Kyung looked to Ga Eul for confirmation, as Jan Di's eyes were closing.

Ga Eul nodded in assurance. "No, nothing to worry about. Right, Jan Di-ah?" and she too glanced over at Jan Di. But the Wonder Girl's head had lolled back, and she was fast asleep.

"Looks like her boyfriend is wearing off on her," Jae Kyung joked.

Ga Eul smirked. "Ya, Jan Di-ah…," and she poked her friend in the arm. With a look of sympathy, Ga Eul muttered, "Poor Jan Di-ah… Hm, maybe it's time to be going, Unnie?"

"You could stay here," Jae Kyung suggested.

. . .

Suddenly, Jan Di awoke, shouting, "NO!" Her head snapped forward, and Ga Eul and Jae Kyung gaped at her.

"Are you alright, Jan Di-ah?" Ga Eul asked.

Jan Di looked all around, attempting to orient herself.

"Well, good morning, Sleeping Beauty," Jae Kyung quipped.

"What?! It's morning?! Where are we?"

The heiress laughed. "No, it's not morning, silly head. And you're at my place. You were out cold for a few minutes, Jan Di-ah. And you were talking in your sleep. Did you have a dream?"

"Aigoo! Yes, I did—no, more like a nightmare!" and she let out a relieved sigh upon realizing it wasn't real.

"Tell us about it," Ga Eul suggested.

Jan Di sighed. "Well, OK. The guys were at this sleazy bar…," and she began recounting her dream…

Ji Hoo was off in some corner with a slender, long-legged, silken-haired beauty. He picked up his guitar—that rested against the wall. "I wrote a song just for you…," he cooed.

"Oh, Ji Hoo-ah!" the nameless girl cried out.

"Music, like any art, requires inspiration…and you," Ji Hoo placed a finger under her chin, tilting her face upward, "are my inspiration…"

The vapid bimbo giggled. "Oh, Ji Hoo-ah!"

And then he began to play a soft, romantic melody for her…

"Ohh, you're so talented, Ji Hoo-ah! That was so beautiful!" the brainless girl squealed when he'd finished.

"Not nearly as beautiful as you…," Ji Hoo whispered suggestively. Quickly putting his guitar aside, he swept her into his arms. Tilting her backward, he placed his lips upon the soft milky skin of her neck…

"And that's when I woke up," Jan Di explained. "Thank goodness…"

Jae Kyung and Ga Eul looked at one another. Jae Kyung appeared flummoxed, and Ga Eul was trying very hard not to laugh at the ridiculous fantasy, which had obviously upset her best friend.

"That's quite some imagination you have, Jan Di-ah…," Ga Eul commented.

"Yes," Jae Kyung chimed in. "So, let me get this straight. In your mind, Ji Hoo is a player, who uses his musical talent to seduce women?" she asked in disbelief.

Jan Di heaved a sigh. "Yes, but he wouldn't even need that. His looks alone would be enough," she grumbled. "And to top it off, he's wealthy."

Hoping to bring Jan Di back to reality, "Well, that dream doesn't sound like Ji Hoo Sunbae at all," Ga Eul pointed out.

Poking out her cheeks, Jan Di replied, "I know. You're right..."

But Jae Kyung planned to have a little fun with her. Leaning toward her friend, shy slyly asked, "So, is that how he seduced you, Jan Di-ah? Was it his looks or his musical talent?"

And Jan Di gaped at her. "He didn't seduce me, Unnie!"

"Oh, right. He pined for you for years instead, right?" she teased.

Jan Di's brow wrinkled; she almost looked hurt.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Jan Di-ah! That was so rude of me! I didn't mean for it to come out that way!"

"It's OK."

"I just meant to say that he was in love with you for so long… I saw it right away, in fact. Especially when we went to the hotel together—the way he doted upon you, the way he looked at you…"

"You're right. He's always been there for me, and he did wait a long time for me. I didn't realize how long, at first…"

Jae Kyung smiled and placed a hand on Jan Di's shoulder. "And he still looks at you like a man completely in love. You have absolutely nothing to worry about."

"I know. You're right. Thanks, Unnie. I was stupid to even believe that could happen for a second. I trust Ji Hoo. I trust him with my life."

Jae Kyung smiled warmly.

But Jan Di's little dream had now gotten into Ga Eul's head…

"You know, if any one of us should be worried, it should be me," the kindergarten teacher commented.

Jan Di and Jae Kyung's heads snapped toward Ga Eul.

"What, Ga Eul-ah?" Jan Di asked.

Staring down at her hands in her lap, she blurted out her half-drunken fears. "He's probably got a crowd of women flocking around him as we speak… And it'll happen again and again. Maybe someday the temptation will become too much for him… Maybe he'll regret giving all that up…"

"No way, Ga Eul-ah!" Jan Di jumped in, putting her hands around Ga Eul's shoulders. "That's crazy! Yi Jeong Sunbae is completely head-over-heels for you! Ji Hoo knows it."

And Jae Kyung readily agreed.

"I was hesitant to believe it at first, but now I know that Yi Jeong Sunbae is a changed man," Jan Di continued, "You saw him for who he really was, and you brought that out, Ga Eul-ah."

"Thanks, Jan Di-ah," and Ga Eul and Jan Di exchanged a wobbly hug.

Watching the two of them, Jae Kyung started thinking, herself…

"What was Jun Pyo doing in the dream?" the heiress inquired.

"I don't remember, Unnie," Jan Di replied.

"Hm, well," she pondered. "…Jun would probably just show up and snap his fingers, and the women would be all over him."

"Oh, you're not worried now, too, are you, Unnie?"

The heiress simply flopped back onto the blanket they were sitting on.

"Unnie, Jun Pyo is very loyal, and he loves you so much. He'd never cheat on you."

"Yea, I guess you're right… Actually, I'm still more afraid that…," and she squeezed her eyes shut, not even wanting to think it, "…Jun might take one look at you at the wedding, Jan Di-yah, and change his mind…" Jae Kyung went for the half-empty bottle of wine, but Jan Di grabbed her wrist, stopping her.

"Unnie, I thought we cleared that up…"

"You're right; you're right, ahh!" she shouted. "I don't know what's wrong with me! Mianhae!"

"Unnie…"

Jae Kyung exhaled and continued more calmly, "I know I shouldn't be so paranoid. I should be thankful, instead, that we're together now. …And it is kind of romantic, in a way, isn't it? I let him go, but he came back to me…"

Jan Di and Ga Eul smiled over at her.

"Yes, I think that's the perfect way of looking at it," Jan Di said.

The three of them laughed off their silly fears and decided it was time to head home to bed. So, Jan Di had her driver pick them up and take them home.

The Guys' Night…

F4 had decided to hang out at their lounge that evening. It was still a place they liked to go to unwind together, though they'd had much less time to do so over the past few years.

Yi Jeong and Woo Bin sat on the couch together chatting, while Ji Hoo read, and Jun Pyo played video games—both in their designated spots. When Yi Jeong and Woo Bin grew bored, they decided to mess with Ji Hoo a bit…

"So, Ji Hoo-ah," Woo Bin began. "How's it going with little Geum Jan Di."

Without looking up, Ji Hoo replied, "Good."

"How good?" Yi Jeong quipped with a devilish smile.

Ji Hoo ignored the not-so-subtle innuendo in his tone, merely replying, "Really good."

"Meaning what?"

"Just what it sounds like," he responded mechanically.

"So, have you slept together?" Yi Jeong decided to just spell it out for Ji Hoo, in case he missed what he was getting at.

Was this becoming a theme of conversation? Ji Hoo wondered. First, Jae Kyung had asked, and now Yi Jeong. But he expected it from the two babos, and he was prepared...

"That's none of your business," Ji Hoo said, deadpan.

Yi Jeong and Woo Bin smirked at one another. "That's a no," Yi Jeong commented sarcastically, and he and Woo Bin shared a chuckle.

But Ji Hoo only ignored and kept reading.

. . .

"You know, I'll bet he hasn't even rounded third base yet...," Woo Bin slyly remarked.

"Come on, you're joking!" the devil's advocate joined in. "With how long they've been together?" and Yi Jeong gave a sardonic laugh.

Woo Bin stroked his smooth chin in contemplation. "But it is our Ji Hoo-ah. You know how long it takes him to make a move…"

"Hm, that's a good point… So, maybe not even second base yet," Yi Jeong teased. And the wicked duo shared a laugh. When Ji Hoo said nothing to combat them, F2 stared at him intently, as if it would force him to respond.

After finishing the page, Ji Hoo glanced up and calmly said, "I know what you idiots are trying to do, but it's not going to work. You won't get a thing out of me," and he fixed his gaze once more upon the book.

"Aw man, no fun," Woo Bin lamented, and Yi Jeong patted him on the shoulder.

"Ya, could you all shut up?! I'm trying to concentrate on this!" Jun Pyo barked.

The three grew silent, and the Shinwha heir went back to his game.

After a moment, "Why are you two talking about him and her, anyway? It's my party…," Jun Pyo childishly muttered, as he frantically hit buttons on the controller.

Woo Bin and Yi Jeong exchanged a playful glance and nudged one another. Then, they turned on Jun Pyo. Raising a cunning brow, Yi Jeong spoke, "So, shall we talk about you and Ha Jae Kyung instead?"

"Pssh, what about me and that monkey?"

"You know, you're marrying that monkey in two days… Maybe it's time you started calling her by name?" the potter suggested, crossing one leg over the other.

Jun Pyo scoffed. "She doesn't really mind it… She just pretends to."

Yi Jeong chortled. "Whatever. I'm just trying to save you from spending your honeymoon on the couch—or more likely the floor." Knowing the vindictiveness of Ha Jae Kyung…

Jun Pyo snorted in response. "I won't be sleeping on the floor, or any couch!" he announced. And F3 laughed together.

. . .

After growing even more bored—and hungry—the guys went for a late dinner at one of their favorite restaurants. They hadn't been there in quite some time, so Yi Jeong placed a call and got them in right away.

After dinner, Woo Bin suggested going to one of his nightclubs. His argument for it was that Jun Pyo needed to get out and live a little before he got shackled.

After a brief argument, F4 went to the club. They sat down at the bar, and Woo Bin ordered a round of drinks for them. Only one drink in, Woo Bin resumed a previous conversation. "So, is everything alright with you and Ha Jae Kyung now, Jun Pyo-ah?" he asked, in genuine concern.

"Mind your own damn business!" Jun Pyo snapped back.

Curiously, Woo Bin looked to Yi Jeong. "Are we not allowed to talk about it?"

"No! So, stop being so damn nosy!" Jun Pyo barked. But they noticed the hint of a smile forming, as he looked away. And they assumed he and Jae Kyung made up.

. . .

"Ya, but Jun Pyo-ah, you never answered the question earlier…" and the Don Juan winked at his buddy.

Jun Pyo scoffed. "What question?"

"That's right," the former Casanova jumped in. "The question of...have you and the Monkey slept together?" And Yi Jeong laughed at how ridiculous it sounded.

"Aish! Didn't I ask you two to mind your own damn business?" Jun Pyo snarled, but Woo Bin couldn't resist pushing him a bit further when he noticed the redness forming in his cheeks. Perhaps they'd made up more than once, given the shade of his cheeks…

"Jun Pyo-ah, are you blushing?!" the Don Juan gaped.

Fed up, Jun Pyo gave Woo Bin a rough shove, knocking him off the bar stool and onto the floor.

"Ya, Jun Pyo-ah!"

Yi Jeong snickered. "You've barely started drinking, and you're already falling off your stool, Woo Bin-ah!"

"I was pushed!"

Having also had enough of the two idiots, Ji Hoo decided to seek his own revenge for earlier—and to help Jun Pyo out. Turning to Yi Jeong, the Golden Boy smirked, "Well, what about you, Yi Jeong-ah?"

"What about me?" the Potter coolly asked.

Folding his arms, Ji Hoo demanded, "Why haven't you proposed to Ga Eul-ssi yet?"

Caught utterly off-guard, Yi Jeong didn't respond right away.

Grinning, Ji Hoo turned to Jun Pyo, who gave him a nod of approval. Ji Hoo stuck out his hand, and Jun Pyo clasped it.

Then, Jun Pyo joined in the onslaught, "Yeah, what the hell is the hold-up? Why don't you just be a man and do it?" Beside him, Ji Hoo had re-folded his arms, and he and Jun Pyo were staring at the ex-Casanova expectantly.

Yi Jeong scoffed. "I'll do it, but in my own time. I want it to be perfect," he admitted. And suddenly, Yi Jeong was off in his head thinking of Ga Eul—and imagining their future life together. Without realizing it, he mused aloud, "I wonder what she's doing now…"

This made Ji Hoo and Jun Pyo wonder about what their ladies were doing, too. Specifically, Ji Hoo was picturing Jan Di in that amazing dress she had worn tonight—and hoping she didn't receive any unwanted male attention. And Jun Pyo was wondering—rather, hoping—Jae Kyung was thinking of him.

She'd better be, anyway!

"Man, you guys are so whipped!" Woo Bin exclaimed after observing the dreamy trio. "Ya, come back to your senses!"

The three looked at the Don Juan, who was now several drinks ahead of them—and was becoming a bit unruly. "OK! I'm making a rule for tonight: No more talking about or thinking of fiancées or girlfriends!"

"Where do you get off making the rules?" Jun Pyo snipped.

"It's for your own good, all of you!" Woo Bin argued. "For tonight, let's just relax and not worry about anything!" and he clapped Jun Pyo on the back.

Later That Evening…

Woo Bin had been trying to convince his brothers to dance with one of the many attractive women at the club that night, but they all had the same excuse—that they were attached.

The Don Juan chuckled in response to that. Turning to Jun Pyo, he argued, "One dance won't hurt anything. Enjoy it! Only one more night—I mean two nights—," he corrected, "of freedom, my brotha!"

"What do you mean by freedom?" Jun Pyo beseeched.

"Oh, you know because…," he looked between the three of them, but when they appeared clueless, he explained, "because…well, you know that those three strong women are going to control you guys, right?"

Immediately, F3 cast glares at the one single member of the group.

"Kidding, kidding!" and Woo Bin held up his hands in an attempt at diffusing their growing hostility. "You know that I think all three of you have awesome girls…," he defended.

They simply stared at him.

"I really mean it; they're great!"

When that didn't seem enough to make up for his statement, Woo Bin went on. He turned to Ji Hoo first. "You know, Jan Di is a little cutie but full of fire, and no doubt, passion, right Ji Hoo-ah?" And then he looked to Jun Pyo. "Jae Kyung, well, she's very attractive, and she seems…wild…" Finally turning to Yi Jeong, Woo Bin said, "And Ga Eul, she's sweet and pretty, but I'll bet she can be a pistol, too, eh Yi Jeong-ah? I'd snatch any one of them in a heartbeat, so don't mess it up!" Woo Bin chuckled.

But his compliments only seemed to increase their animosity, and they began moving slowly, menacingly toward him.

Crap… Had he said too much? Though he could, Woo Bin didn't relish the idea of taking on all three of his F4 buddies at once.

"Ya, you're dead…" Jun Pyo growled, and he advanced toward Woo Bin.

"Yes, you're going to pay for that, Song Woo Bin," Ji Hoo added, and he and Yi Jeong also moved forward. They descended upon the Mafia Prince and began playfully roughing him up.

Tangling with the three of them, Woo Bin protested, "Yo, easy, easy!" when they got a bit too violent.

Jun Pyo had him in a headlock; Yi Jeong had one of his arms twisted behind his back, and Ji Hoo was taking controlled shots at his ribs. All the while, Jun Pyo was shouting, "Take it back!"

Yi Jeong was demanding that he, "Apologize!" When he didn't do so quickly enough, Yi Jeong—recalling the Truth-or-Dare game—suggested, "Or, better yet, kiss him, Ji Hoo!"

"NO, anything but that!" Woo Bin cried out while doing his utmost to escape. Finally slipping from their hold, he held up his hands as a shield, "OK, OK, I'm sorry! I was out of line."

. . .

Everyone in the club had gathered to watch the strange, amusing scene. But no one would dare question the antics of F4, so they remained quiet.

. . .

The play-fighting ceased shortly after, and F4 went to the back to a private table. A waitress came by and asked if they needed anything. They ordered drinks, and then they all focused on Woo Bin.

"So, what's your problem?" Jun Pyo asked directly.

"Nothing…," Woo Bin hung his head, feeling a little ashamed. "You know I didn't mean to insult the girls. You know I love them," he spoke sincerely. "I just meant to say that you guys are lucky…"

F3 exchanged glances. To them, he almost seemed depressed. They'd all noticed something was different about him the last few days, but he blew them off when they brought it up.

Being his closest friend, Yi Jeong decided to wrestle the truth out of him by teasing him a bit. "What's wrong, Woo Bin-ah? Are you lonely for some female companionship?"

Truthfully, that was something F3 wondered about…

"You know, we aren't single, but we can help. We can be girl bait for you… Want us to help you get laid?" Yi Jeong smirked.

Yi Jeong had thought it would cheer Woo Bin up, or at least make him laugh, but he only scoffed. "You flatter yourself. As if I'd need you guys' help for that!" He seemed really insulted by the offer, too.

Then, as if to prove his point, the Don Juan made eye contact with a random girl on the dance floor. She wore a short black dress and had long, dark hair and legs that didn't seem to end. He flashed her a dazzling smile, and immediately, she started coming over.

"See!" Woo Bin gestured toward his latest catch. But when she arrived, he merely sent the woman away disappointed.

The drinks were brought out, and F3 worriedly watched Woo Bin down a glass of scotch on the rocks in one shot. After finishing it, he rattled his ice cubes around and stared into the bottom of the glass.

F3 strongly suspected that Woo Bin wasn't himself. Something must have happened, but they didn't know what it was. Knowing the Mafia Prince the best out of any of them, So Yi Jeong was certain that something was wrong…

After having a real talk with the Don Juan, F3 managed to get out of him that he was supposed to meet his fiancée tomorrow…

"So, I guess that's it. Nothing I can do about it now. It's been decided. She'll be attending Jun Pyo's the wedding with me," and he sighed. "I don't know anything about her. I don't even know what she looks like, or her name…"

They all looked on in sympathy.

"Maybe she won't be so bad," Ji Hoo suggested.

"Yeah, maybe you'll even end up liking her," Yi Jeong added.

Woo Bin snorted at that. "If my father picked her, I greatly doubt she will be my type. It's not about what I want. You all know that well…"

Unable to take it, Jun Pyo suddenly pounded his fist upon the table. "There has to be something we can do!"

The corners of Woo Bin's mouth twitched. "I appreciate that, Jun Pyo-ah, but it's not necessary. I don't plan on doing anything about it."

He beckoned for a refill from the waitress. "Each of you defied his family or status at some point, in some way, all for love… I really admire that, and I'm very glad that things worked out so well for all of you, but that doesn't mean I'm going to do it—or even have that luxury…"

Feeling completely helpless, F3 watched the sullen Woo Bin.

Instantly perking up, Woo Bin exclaimed, "Anyway, I don't want to bring all of you down any more than I have! I'm not going to ruin your night, Jun Pyo-ah!" And he insisted they all get out on the dance floor.

So, they decided to indulge their friend for a while.

. . .

As the night wore on, Woo Bin kept noticing the same attractive woman subtly watching him. She seemed different somehow… He was definitely interested, but he never got the chance to dance with her. She seemed interested, too, because he caught her looking more than a few times.

When it grew late, the Don Juan made up his mind. He didn't plan on missing this opportunity, so he scanned the room. Finally, his gaze landed on her. Woo Bin's eyes met her dark, mesmerizing ones, and he gave her his most appealing smile. She must have grown tired of their game, too, for after they locked eyes, she began to make her way across the room.

The gorgeous woman with the long curly hair strode across the room. Woo Bin flashed her his debonair smile again when she came close, but to his dismay, she walked right past him and went to the bar. He would have been disappointed had she not given him a sly come-hither look as she passed. Clearly, she wanted him to come to her…

By then, F3 had grown tired of keeping up with Woo Bin on the dance floor and pretending to be social, so they had returned to their table. Woo Bin began to follow them, but then he glanced over at the bar. The alluring woman was casually sipping a mixed drink. She wasn't looking at him directly, but he suspected that she was still very much aware of him.

"I'll see you guys later," Woo Bin said, as he prepared to go to the mysterious beauty.

Yi Jeong placed a hand out to stop him. "You're really going over there? But what about—"

"Will you try to stop me? Will you deny me one last night of fun?"

Yi Jeong had no argument to give. "Of course not," and he removed his hand.

Woo Bin grinned. "Hey, I may not have any say in how my life goes after tomorrow, but tonight I'm completely free. And I plan to enjoy it, one last time…"

So, F3 sat by and watched as Woo Bin approached the woman…

"Is this seat taken?" Woo Bin asked when he reached the bar.

"Yes," the woman replied instantly.

"I see. Forgive the intrusion," and he turned to walk away.

Smirking, she caught him by the crook of the arm, "You do give up easily, don't you?"

The Don Juan turned back, bewildered. "What?"

The woman sighed in annoyance, "What I was going to say was… 'yes, the seat is taken—by you, if you want it—,' but you never let me finish."

"Ah," he grinned and sat down next to her.

"Can I buy the next one for you?" he motioned toward her drink.

"Thank you," she replied. "So, you must be new at picking up women at clubs…"

Woo Bin stifled a laugh. Apparently, she didn't know who he was. "Not exactly. Maybe I'm just rusty or something…"

She smirked.

Woo Bin glanced over at the F4 table. Jun Pyo, Ji Hoo, and Yi Jeong were all watching him closely, but pretending not to. The woman followed his eyes.

"Your friends, I take it?"

"Yes."

"What was that big commotion awhile ago?"

Woo Bin laughed. "Nothing really. My best friend is getting married tomorrow, so we were just having some fun. You know, manly fun…," and he winked at her.

"Manly? It looked rather childish to me…"

Who was this Spitfire? He wondered. Perhaps she was just what he needed right now…

When the bartender came over, Woo Bin prepared to order a drink for her but discovered that he couldn't figure out what it was. Of course, he could simply say, 'another one,' but curiosity got the better of him. "What in the world are you drinking?" he asked.

"A Manhattan."

"What is that?"

"Yes, I had to tell the bartender how to make it, too. He had to make a few substitutions, but it's basically whiskey, sweet vermouth, and bitters. …I travel a lot," she casually explained, as if it was nothing.

Woo Bin nodded and instructed the bartender to bring her another Manhattan, and he ordered one for himself. "Yes, sir," he replied.

Woo Bin inched closer to the woman while leaning against his knuckle. "So, where are you from?" he asked. He'd noticed an accent right away, so she had to be foreign. Still, she knew of his club and was able to get in…

"Wouldn't you like to know…," she quipped.

The Mafia Prince chuckled. "OK. I like that—a woman of intrigue. I'm Song Woo Bin, by the way," and he held his hand out to her.

"Ah, the infamous Song Woo Bin. Your reputation precedes you. So, you are not new at this at all, are you?"

Shaking his head, Woo Bin chuckled. "No. And what is your name?"

The woman finished her drink. Afterward, she pinched the stem of the cherry between her long red nails and brought it up to her lips.

"Yulina," she replied, before biting into the juicy fruit that so closely matched her lipstick.

The Day Before the Wedding…

Still battling a slight headache from the night before, Jan Di was finishing up her work at the Clinic when she received an odd text from Jun Pyo. It simply asked if she could meet him. She took a moment to think about it, wishing Ji Hoo was around to give her his opinion. Perhaps it was a bad idea...

Jan Di considered texting Ji Hoo to ask him his thoughts, but she didn't want to disturb him. Then, Jun Pyo sent her another text right away, asking if she got the message and when she could meet him.

After her talk with Jae Kyung, Jan Di had wanted to confront Jun Pyo about what was going on. She knew him very well, so maybe she could help them in some way. But things seemed to resolve on their own after that—at least as far as she could tell.

But then there was Jae Kyung's paranoid comment the night before. It could have just been the alcohol talking, she supposed. She was told she'd had some strange thoughts last night, too. Still, she wanted to be sure that everything was alright. So, she agreed to meet Jun Pyo after finishing at the Clinic.

"Gu Jun Pyo, why don't we go for a walk?" Jan Di suggested when he arrived. He agreed, and somehow, they ended up in the very spot where they made the promise to one another—to never let his mother come between them.

Just like then, it was dusk, and they both stood there, silently looking out over the city. There was an undeniable sense of déjà vu in the air that Jan Di was sure he felt, too.

"So," she asked after some time, "why did you want to meet me?"

Jun Pyo managed to admit that he had just wanted to see her—and talk to her—alone.

Jan Di felt a knot forming in her stomach. What could it possibly be? It was worrisome to her.

She finally worked up the courage to ask. "What is so important, Gu Jun Pyo?" she blurted out, almost agitated. "What could you possibly have to say to me that you can't say in front of anyone else?"

Jun Pyo released a sharp exhale, and he opened his mouth to speak, but Jan Di was afraid of what he might say, so she interrupted.

"Jae Kyung," she said. "Did you want to talk about her?"

Jun Pyo thinned his lips.

"Because…I'm concerned about her. She seems…sad...and worried lately. Maybe it's just wedding stress… Do you think so?"

Jun Pyo tightened his jaw in response.

Still feeling nervous, Jan Di prattled on, "I know I shouldn't be butting in, but she's my friend…," and she glanced tentatively at her former boyfriend. He was completely silent.

. . .

"Is everything alright with you two?"

. . .

When he didn't speak, Jan Di continued, "Because fights between couples are normal, you know? Ji Hoo and I fight sometimes, too," and Jan Di laughed a little.

"Geum Jan Di," he finally stopped her.

Lowering her eyes, she said, "Jae Kyung thinks that you don't love her. She thinks that you still…," but she couldn't bring herself to say it.

"I know how she feels," he replied.

Jan Di nodded. "Well, you reassured her, right? You told her that you love her and only her, right?" She was practically panicking and just hoping that he would ease her own fears, too.

But he didn't respond.

"I know that you love her!" Jan Di blurted out, nodding vibrantly to drive her point in. "I can tell."

At long last, Jun Pyo spoke. "Yes. Of course, I love her. But I'm just…," he released a sharp exhale. "afraid…"

"Afraid of what?"

Jun Pyo scoffed, and suddenly it all came pouring out. "You name it!" and he threw up his arms, as he began pacing around, "of becoming a husband, of not being a good one, of the marriage not working…and then I'll be expected to be a father! How am I supposed to do that when I barely had one my whole life?!"

"Gu Jun Pyo…" She had no idea he had been stressing over all these things. But she was relieved that his hesitation was not because of her, as Jae Kyung had thought.

"I just wanted to see you…and talk to you, Ms. Laundry, because…you always made me feel better about things somehow… You got me."

Jan Di smiled faintly, while Jun Pyo continued pacing back and forth like a chained dog,

She spoke his name again.

"What?" he demanded, finally coming to a stop. He turned to look back at her over his shoulder.

And Jan Di gave him a wistful smile. "Do you remember when you told me about your desire to go stargazing with your father?"

"Yeah, what about it?" Why in the world would she pick that to bring up?

"Well, you told me that it never happened…and you told me that you didn't want to be a father who breaks his promises."

Jun Pyo stared at her; he felt his chest beginning to rise and fall.

"I know that you'll be a wonderful father when that time comes, Gu Jun Pyo. Know how I know?" and she went on to answer her own question, "Because I know what a caring person you really are, and I know you will work hard to be a good dad to your kids."

Jun Pyo's lips parted.

"And as for being a good husband, I know you can do that, too. You have a lot of love to give, Gu Jun Pyo—to Ha Jae Kyung and to a family, too."

"Geum Jan Di…," he muttered.

"Sure, you'll fight…," and her lips crinkled up in amusement at the image of it. "That's a given since you're so stubborn and short-tempered."

"Ya! Look who's talking, Geum Jan Di!"

Rather than snapping back, she only chuckled good-naturedly—maybe Ji Hoo had mellowed her.

And Jun Pyo couldn't help but smile. He had to admit to himself that he'd missed hearing that unique laugh of hers.

"I know I have a temper, too," she admitted. "…but Ji Hoo puts up with it. Not only that, but he loves me for it. He loves me for who I am, flaws and all."

Tightening his lips, he turned away from her again. Somehow, after all these years, it still wasn't easy to hear about how much she and Ji Hoo loved one another…

Jan Di inched closer to her former lover, staring at his broad back. "The same goes for you, Gu Jun Pyo."

He turned to face her fully again. "What?"

"Jae Kyung Unnie doesn't mind your temper or your stubbornness," Jan Di continued, "…or your ignorance, or—"

"Ya, Geum Jan Di!"

Immediately, Jan Di ceased her ramble. And she laughed at herself for going overboard. "Mianhae, Gu Jun Pyo. What I meant to say was that, despite all those things, Jae Kyung Unnie loves you. I think she even loves to fight with you a little bit…"

Jun Pyo shook his head while fighting back a smile.

"She accepts you and loves you for who you truly are. That's a really precious gift. And…she really wants to make you happy. I think she would try to be whatever you wanted her to be…"

Growing serious, he said, "She doesn't have to be anyone else."

Happy to hear that, Jan Di smiled.

After that, they walked together for awhile and ended up at the playground. They took seats on the swings—in the very spot where they'd had their first kiss.

Jan Di remembered that day well. They were in the middle of a fight over Jun Pyo beating up Ga Eul's date on a double-date they went on. But when Jan Di found out what a slimeball the guy was she'd attempted to apologize to Jun Pyo. She'd even offered him an apology apple. But Jun Pyo had gotten on her nerves when he demanded that she apologize cutely and call him Oppa—all in front of Ji Hoo and Woo Bin—so she'd stormed off in humiliation.

Afterward, Jun Pyo had asked to meet her. Grudgingly, she went to the playground. When she got there, she was stunned to find the place entirely illuminated by beautiful strings of lights.

Jan Di could see that moment now…

Awed, "You…you…," she muttered.

"You…you," he repeated in tender amusement. "You're so easily pleased by simple things."

Jan Di smiled. "It's really beautiful, Gu Jun Pyo. It's like Christmas."

"What's so great about Christmas?"

"Just think about it, and you'll be happy."

"I don't remember once being happy about it," he replied.

After his unusual statement, Jun Pyo and she sat on the swings and talked of Christmas. And Jun Pyo explained why he hated the holiday so much. Then, he'd asked about her family and the kimchi they made. He'd said he wanted to try it. And then he did something she never expected him to do. He'd kneeled before her, professing that he wanted to go to her home every day.

And they shared their first kiss…

Jan Di wasn't entirely sure, but she felt as though it was that moment when she really fell for him…

Tonight, as they sat there, she watched him. He wore a far-off look. She imagined he was thinking of memories, too.

"You're capable of doing romantic things, you know, Gu Jun Pyo?" she said, and their eyes met. "So, I know you can make Unnie happy."

Jun Pyo smiled faintly and returned to gazing out ahead. They stayed for a bit longer, sitting there in rare comfortable silence and enjoying the relatively warm winter evening. At one point, Jun Pyo even got up and pushed her on the swing, bringing forth a smile and laughter from both.

. . .

Jun Pyo offered to take Jan Di home, but she decided to go on her own. But before they parted ways, they shared a hug. It was a friendly one—warm and comforting. It felt nice, she thought, being in his arms again.

A lot has changed, Gu Jun Pyo, yet a lot has stayed the same… And Jan Di had the feeling some things would never change…

When Jan Di got home, Ji Hoo was there waiting. Even though she'd sent him a message telling him where she'd gone, she could sense the worry in him.

Jan Di greeted her husband-to-be, and he responded by asking if everything was alright.

"Yes, it is now. Gu Jun Pyo just wanted to talk about some fears he has. I think he feels better now."

"Good," and Ji Hoo paused. "So, does Ha Jae Kyung know he went to meet you?"

"I don't know," Jan Di said, placing a finger to her chin. "I was planning to give her a call tonight to check on her, though. I'll mention it then."

"That's probably a good idea."

"Yea, I don't want to be keeping secrets from anyone, and it was really no big deal. We just talked," she said, as much for Ji Hoo's benefit as pleading her case with Ha Jae Kyung.

"I know," and he tucked his hands into his pockets. "But these things can be misconstrued..."

"Yes, I know. Don't worry, Ji Hoo-ah. I'll take care of it."

He nodded.

. . .

"So, have you eaten?" she asked when the silence persisted.

"Not yet. I was waiting for you."

"Oh, you didn't have to do that!" And Jan Di rushed off toward the kitchen. But before she could get very far, Ji Hoo caught her by the wrist. When he spun her around, she noticed how gravely serious his face appeared.

"Wh-what's wrong, Ji Hoo?"

And then he brought his hands up to her cheeks. Cupping her face, he leaned in and kissed her. The kiss was raw, passionate, and more forceful than usual. It was as if he was trying to make some point with his lips. Jan Di stood there ramrod still as Ji Hoo moved his lips insistently over hers. His fingers trailed down her jaw and settled on her neck.

When he finally parted from her, Jan Di worked to catch her breath. "Wh-what was that all about?"

"Don't have second thoughts," was his reply.

"What?"

Ji Hoo simply gave her a knowing look.

And Jan Di sighed. "Oh, Ji Hoo-ah… That wasn't what tonight was about at all. And not for him either. You don't have anything to worry about!"

Ji Hoo tried to smile, but he still felt uneasy.

"Do I need to convince you?" she asked.

He stood there silent.

So, placing her hands at the side of his neck, she brought him down and pressed her lips to his in a quick but meaningful kiss. After breaking the kiss, she looked deep into his suddenly emotional eyes. "I love you, and that's never going to change."

Leaning forward, he pressed his forehead to hers—saying nothing but nodding against her.

"OK, I'm going to make dinner for us now!" she announced and bounded off like a small child eager to play with her toys. But she stopped midway to look back at her statuesque fiancé. "Ya, Yoon Ji Hoo," she called out. "Why don't you help me in the kitchen? It'll be fun!"

Jan Di loved when they cooked together. It was always fun and a little playful. At first, Ji Hoo had been all business when it came to cooking, but she'd gotten him to lighten him. They always accomplished their task, yet they savored the quality time together, more than the meal. Jan Di especially loved the feel of his fingertips upon her hips when he tied her apron for her, as well as stirring together—holding the same spoon. That tradition began when she was stirring a thick concoction and he'd suggested that her wrist must be getting tired. So, he'd placed his hand over hers and mixed along with her. Clearly, he'd just wanted to be near her, and that was fine with Jan Di. In fact, it was incredibly cute and sweet.

Ji Hoo smiled affectionately at his waiting bride-to-be. She was so adorable, and she always knew just how to cheer him up. Nodding, he followed her into the kitchen.

"You'd better tie up your hair," he said, once inside with her.

Jan Di agreed and slipped her hair tie down from her wrist and over her hand. "Will you do it for me?" she asked with a little smile, handing him the hair tie.

Ji Hoo took the tie from her. Gracefully, he swept her long hair up into a bun and secured it with the tie. Afterward, he took a moment to graze his fingers along her bare neck. And he leaned forward to trail a few kisses down the length of it. Jan Di giggled, enjoying the moment before suggesting they start cooking.

The Day of the Wedding…

Jan Di awoke in Ji Hoo's arms in his bed. After dinner, she'd talked to Jae Kyung on the phone for about an hour and then slipped into Ji Hoo's room. He was already asleep when she got in, so she'd snuggled in beside him and passed out.

Thankfully, Jan Di had sorted out the Gu Jun Pyo thing with Jae Kyung.

Even though she'd offered, Jan Di had chosen not to spend the night with her soon-to-be-married friend last night because she was staying at the Gu Mansion. Jae Kyung had said that she would insist to Madam Kang that she needed her bridesmaids, but Jan Di still felt uncomfortable running into Jun Pyo's imperious mother—and would greatly prefer staying with Ji Hoo. So, she politely declined and told Jae Kyung that she'd see her in the morning. And Ga Eul was in agreement.

This morning, Jan Di attempted to slip out of her fiancé's embrace without waking him, but he stirred and held onto her. As his eyes fluttered open, he let out a pleasurable sigh upon waking up with her next to him. "I didn't hear you come in last night, but I'm glad you're here now…," he whispered, as he nuzzled against her cheek and neck. It seemed like he wanted to get something started.

It was tempting—very, very tempting…

Closing her eyes and enjoying the feel of his lips and nose playing upon her skin, she mumbled, "Yeah, it was a little late when I got off the phone." She murmured, 'mmm,' as he continued his ministrations, and began digging his fingers into her back.

She got lost in the sensations for a moment… She reluctantly attempted to get up again, but Ji Hoo seemed set on keeping her there.

Sleepily, he asked, "Where are you going, my otter?" while hugging her tighter and massaging the muscles of her lower back.

Oh, Ji Hoo… Don't make this any more difficult than it needs to be…

A small sigh escaped her lips.

"I have to get up to go and help Jae Kyung Unnie. It's her wedding day, after all."

Jae Kyung Unnie and Gu Jun Pyo's wedding day…

Jan Di wasn't sure how she felt about it or even what she should be feeling about it… There were feelings of happiness, of course, mixed with a bit of nostalgia... But for now, it was mainly a sense of duty—there were so many things to be done, and she needed to get to them. Perhaps later she would feel something more about today…

Disappointed, Ji Hoo muttered, "Oh, right," with his eyes half-closed and still embracing her.

"Did you forget?" she asked with a chuckle, as she appreciated his warm chocolate eyes peeking out from underneath his drooping lids.

"No," and rotating, he glanced at the clock on his bedside table. "It's just early… Do you have to go so soon?" he practically pouted. "I'm not meeting Jun Pyo for another two hours."

"Yes, I'm sorry."

Ji Hoo kissed her forehead and rolled them over, to where he was on his back and her cheek was resting against his broad chest. He closed his eyes again and held her there. He didn't seem to be planning on letting her go anytime soon. Had he completely ignored her?

"I'd like to stay here longer with you, Ji Hoo-ah, believe me, but brides need more time to get ready than grooms," she explained.

"Mm," he nodded and finally loosened his hold on her. She gave him one last hug and a kiss to the cheek before disentangling.

And Jan Di got out of bed. "I'll see you later."

"Do you need a ride?" he asked.

"No, it's OK. Go back to sleep," she replied.

"OK," he tossed her a warm smile and a wave. Then, he nestled back into his cocoon of covers.

Ji Hoo didn't need to be told twice about that. And before leaving the room, Jan Di smiled affectionately at the man she loved, who had already fallen fast asleep again.

Later that Morning…

Jan Di met up with Ga Eul, and the two of them went to Jun Pyo's home. Upon arrival at the Gu Mansion, Jan Di and Ga Eul were welcomed in by Butler Lee.

Jan Di missed Jun Pyo's stern but lovable grandmother—who had made the humiliating experience of working as Jun Pyo's maid much more tolerable—but she'd always liked Butler Lee, too. He was a devoted employee and an affable gentleman. He'd always been kind to her, and Jan Di was relieved to be greeted by him, rather than the lady of the house.

"It's so good to see you again, Miss," the loyal butler said, bowing deeply to her.

Jan Di bowed back, and then she threw him for a loop by giving him a hug. Butler Lee, being the epitome of politeness that he was, gently hugged her back. After, he smiled and nodded to her.

Next, Jan Di began to introduce Ga Eul but recalled that she'd already met him—at the horse race. Butler Lee likewise greeted and bowed before Ga Eul. Then, Jan Di asked about Gu Jun-Hee, and Butler Lee told her that Ms. Gu had just returned from Austria but would be there in plenty of time for the wedding. For the sake of politeness, Jan Di also asked about Madam Kang. Butler Lee informed that the madam was at a breakfast meeting with Ha Jae Kyung's parents.

Knowing Jun Pyo's mother was away put Jan Di at ease, but thinking like that made her feel weak.

Why was she still treading on thin ice with Madam Kang, anyway? It wasn't like they were going to have a family connection, but because she was marrying Ji Hoo—and was close with Jae Kyung—it was inevitable that she would run into the imperious lady at events, such as this special occasion today. Oh, Jan Di knew that Ji Hoo would never drag her to a social event that made her uncomfortable, but she didn't want to prevent him from attending functions or from seeing his friends. And she refused to hide away like some sniveling coward.

Besides, she had stood up to the former Chairwoman before, and she could do it again if need be. But for the sake of everyone involved—and today of all days—she would do her utmost to be hospitable.

"This way, Miss Geum Jan Di, Miss Chu Ga Eul," Butler Lee said, ushering them toward the stairwell. "Miss Ha Jae Kyung is waiting upstairs for you in her room."

As they followed the loyal servant, Jan Di's eyes wandered the lavish foyer. It had been quite some time since she'd been there, and even though the place didn't hold a lot of fond memories for her, there were definitely some…

Like, there was the time Jun Pyo cared for her after the Shinwha masses viciously turned on her. And there was the time he'd given her his chair to test out for him, while she was working as his maid. She'd woken covered by a blanket and assumed it was him. And there was even the first time she was there…

Despite her anger over being kidnapped, given a forced makeover, and him suggesting that they secretly date, Jan Di looked back on it fondly now. She grinned to herself as she recalled how she'd given him a piece of her mind that day, bluntly informing him that you don't buy friends with money but instead earn them through love and loyalty. It was a lesson he learned well.

Yes, this home had been a stifling place for Jun Pyo, as well as the setting of much heartache, but it also took Jan Di back to many a pleasant memory—even memories of Ji Hoo, Woo Bin, and Yi Jeong…

Just then, Jan Di was stirred by her name being shouted from the top of the stairwell—an action that would never have been tolerated had the madam been home. Jan Di looked up and smiled widely upon recognizing four maids rushing down the stairs. They were ones she'd worked with during her brief stint as Jun Pyo's maid. Funnily, they had snubbed her at first, but they quickly came to appreciate—and even befriend—her after she stood up to Jun Pyo on their behalf.

When the jubilant quartet reached Jan Di, there were squeals of delight and the exchange of hugs, and then Jan Di introduced Ga Eul to the maids.

Butler Lee watched, smiling, until the women finished having their moment, and then he led them all upstairs to the guest room that Ha Jae Kyung was occupying. Jan Di noticed that it was right next to the one she had once stayed in.

When the girls walked into Jae Kyung's room, she was sitting before the mirror, surrounded by her wedding planner and a team of hairdressers and makeup artists. Before they could speak, the heiress caught sight of Jan Di and Ga Eul in the mirror, and she spun around.

"You're here! Oh, thank goodness!" and Jae Kyung shooed her fussy hairdresser away and stood. Rushing over, she threw her arms around Jan Di and then Ga Eul.

"Happy Wedding Day, Unnie!" Jan Di said, hugging the bride.

"Gomawo!"

"How are you feeling?" Jan Di asked.

"Yes, are you nervous, Unnie?" Ga Eul chimed in.

After taking a deep breath and releasing it, Jae Kyung replied, "I'm OK. Not too nervous…"

"Well, you look beautiful, Unnie," Jan Di said, and Ga Eul readily nodded.

With a sigh, Jae Kyung asked, "You really think so?"

"Of course, Unnie."

"Are these the bridesmaids?" Jae Kyung's wedding planner—a snooty twig of a woman—interjected.

"Yes," Jae Kyung replied.

The woman looked Jan Di and Ga Eul over thoroughly as if they required her approval. Then, the stuck-up twit nodded, as if they were OK, and instructed them to sit in two cushioned chairs on each side of Jae Kyung. She barked a few orders at the hairdressers and makeup artists, instructing them on what to do to make the girls beautiful, as she said. And the hairdressers began fussing with the girls' hair, while the makeup artists started applying powder without reservation.

After they finished, Jan Di and Ga Eul exchanged a look. They seemed to agree, so politely, Jan Di asked if their makeup could be softened a bit. One of the cosmetic girls subtly sneered behind their backs, but Jae Kyung heard and snapped at her, "Ya, they can have whatever they want, arasso?!"

She quickly bowed. "Yes, of course, Miss!"

"And treat them respectfully, or I'll fire you!" the heiress pointed sharply at the suddenly submissive woman. And then Jae Kyung eyed the wedding planner, "all of you..."

That got all of them to be extra cordial and accommodating, even the snooty wedding planner.

. . .

The wedding was being held in the JK Group's hotel in Seoul. The ceremony would take place in a small chapel attached to the hotel, and the reception would take place in the largest ballroom. But the entire hotel had been seized to accommodate the wedding of the year and its guests.

When Jan Di had walked in that morning, she was in awe of the place. She'd visited there before, finding it to be quite beautiful, and she could certainly see why it was rated one of the finest hotels in the country—and in the world. But for Jae Kyung's winter wedding, it had been transformed into something far more magnificent. Everywhere imaginable, there were white roses, carnations, and gardenia. Strings of lights and strands of crystal beads were hung, forming elegant tapestries from the crystal chandeliers. And lovely birch branches dressed in lights adorned the entryway to the reception desk. It was practically magical.

Jan Di and Ga Eul took a few minutes to wander around the winter wonderland. Then, tucking aside their wonderment, they went to Jae Kyung's dressing area.

An Hour Before the Ceremony…

While Jan Di and Ga Eul were helping Jae Kyung finish getting ready, Jun-Hee entered the room. "Jan Di-ah!" she shouted. Jun Pyo's noona rushed to Jan Di and threw her arms around her. "Unnie! I'm so glad you made it!"

"Of course. I wouldn't miss my little brother's wedding!" At least not one of his own choosing… Jun-Hee had been unable to support Jun Pyo's last almost-wedding to Jae Kyung, but this time she was able to be there and be happy for him.

Jun-Hee greeted Ga Eul and went to Jae Kyung. "You look beautiful, Ha Jae Kyung," she said, giving her a hug.

Jae Kyung smiled brightly. "Thank you, Unnie."

. . .

Meanwhile…

Jun Pyo took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. "Well, I guess this is it," he said, as he adjusted his tie. And Yi Jeong checked to see that it was straight for him.

"Are you feeling good about this, Jun Pyo-ah?" Woo Bin asked from his seat on the couch.

The Shinwha heir nodded.

Meanwhile, Ji Hoo looked on from across the room. In that moment, he realized that, ever since he'd arrived, he'd been watching Jun Pyo closely for any signs of hesitation. And Jun Pyo did seem nervous him, but no more so than any man would be on such an important day.

It's nothing like last time…, Ji Hoo told himself.

Oddly, Ji Hoo was suffering far more than Jun Pyo. In fact, the Golden Boy's stomach was entirely knotted up. And he had to keep reminding himself that everything was fine. This time is different, he repeated in his head like a mantra…

Ji Hoo's fears all began when Jun Pyo expressed his uncertainty about the marriage and told them of his argument with Jae Kyung. And then Jan Di had met with Jun Pyo…

It seemed like all was resolved, that everything was fine, but something still felt not quite right to Ji Hoo. And he'd been meaning to have a serious heart-to-heart with Jun Pyo before his wedding. Only, the opportunity hadn't presented itself. Or, maybe he'd had plenty of chances, and that was just an excuse? Maybe he just lost his nerve because he was afraid of what Jun Pyo might say…

The time was flying by while Ji Hoo worked up his courage to say something. And before he knew it, it was almost time for Jun Pyo to walk down the aisle…

He finally made up his mind.

Ji Hoo knew that he was bringing up ancient history—and at the worst possible time—but he had to know. He needed to hear it from Jun Pyo's own lips. There was just enough time left…

Yes, he needed to be absolutely sure, so before Jun Pyo could exit the room, he grabbed his best friend by the crook of the arm and pulled him aside.

"Ya, Yoon Ji Hoo! What's your problem?" Jun Pyo demanded.

Woo Bin and Yi Jeong looked back in confusion.

"It's OK. We won't be long. Go on ahead," Ji Hoo urged F2. Woo Bin and Yi Jeong just stood there for a moment, until Ji Hoo gave a subtle nod.

Yi Jeong seemed to understand that this was something between the two of them, so he placed an arm around Woo Bin. "Let's go take our places, and you should check on that girlfriend of yours." Woo Bin nodded, and the two left.

Once they were gone, Jun Pyo yanked his arm away from Ji Hoo. "What the hell's gotten into you, Ji Hoo?"

Taking a deep breath, Ji Hoo decided to just say it. "I just need to be sure of something, Jun Pyo-ah…"

"What?"

"Is this…really what you want to do? Do you really want to get married today to Ha Jae Kyung?"

Jun Pyo stared at Ji Hoo, horrified. "Have you gone crazy, Yoon Ji Hoo?!"

Ji Hoo shook his head. "No. I just want to make sure you are of sound mind."

The comment earned a scowl from Jun Pyo. At one time, it might have earned a punch, too, but Jun Pyo had softened.

His breathing rate increased, and Ji Hoo continued in a low tone of voice, "What I mean is…I want to see you happy, and if you're not happy—completely happy—then you shouldn't go through with this."

"What the hell, Ji Hoo? Nice time to bring this up!" Jun Pyo shouted. "It's a little late for that now, isn't it?!"

"I know the timing is bad, but timing be damned if it comes to your lifelong happiness. I just need to know right now…is this really what you want to do?"

Jun Pyo scoffed. "You've really lost it, haven't you? What the hell is wrong with you?"

What the hell is wrong with me? Ji Hoo mentally berated himself. What would happen if his words rang true, and Jun Pyo began to rethink the whole thing? Even worse, what if he started thinking about Jan Di again…

Perhaps he was foolish to think such thoughts as were in his head right now, but he had to know. And he had to do what was best for his best friend in the world…

"I just need to be sure that this is what you want."

"Where's this coming from?" Jun Pyo demanded. "What right do you have to question my decision?!"

Ji Hoo sighed. "It's not that. I like Ha Jae Kyung a lot, and I don't want to see her hurt…"

"You don't want to see her hurt, but you want me to leave her? That makes no sense!"

"I'm not saying you should leave her, but you are my brother, and I want to see you happy. Besides, just the other day you weren't even sure you wanted to marry her…"

"We had a fight! And I was…nervous…"

Ji Hoo nodded. "OK, then. If that's all it was… So long as it wasn't about…"

"It's not about her!" Jun Pyo defended. "You know, you really have a lot of nerve, Yoon Ji Hoo!" and Jun Pyo shoved him hard in the chest.

"Jun Pyo, I'm sorry. I'm not trying to pick a fight with you or question your motives," and Ji Hoo bowed his head slightly in shame. "But you asked for my help before, back then…and I just stood idly by."

And Jun Pyo got his meaning.

"If not for Ha Jae Kyung," Ji Hoo continued, "you would've been married to her long before this, and you would have been miserable…"

"Back then, yes! But things are different now!"

Ji Hoo nodded. "OK, good. I just needed to hear you say that."

Jun Pyo heaved a sigh before speaking, "I guess I appreciate what you're trying to do… You want to make sure I'm happy, right? Well, don't worry. I'm happy."

"Really, Jun Pyo-ah?" and Ji Hoo's lips barely twitched.

"Really, you dummy! Look, I know what Jae thinks, and I know what you're thinking now… Yes, I loved Jan Di a lot, and maybe," he paused before going on, "maybe I'll always love her..."

At that, Ji Hoo felt his body tense up.

Jun Pyo observed his best friend, now stretched tighter than a rubber band. "Ya, listen here, Yoon Ji Hoo! I'll always love Geum Jan Di, but I am in love with Ha Jae Kyung now. That last time was completely different, and you should know that!"

Jun Pyo rubbed the back of his neck. "I know I kind of freaked out the other day, but I'm feeling much better about it now. I really want to marry the Monkey Girl. She...makes me happy."

Ji Hoo sighed in relief. "Jun Pyo-ah, I'm so glad. I'm happy for you." And they briefly clasped hands.

"Yeah, so relax," Jun Pyo demanded, placing a hand on Ji Hoo's shoulder. He gave a gentle squeeze before barking, "You don't have to worry about me trying to steal Geum Jan Di away from you, you idiot!"

Ji Hoo let out a small laugh. "OK, good to know."

. . .

After a brief awkward silence, the two men collided in a hug. It lasted until Jun Pyo suddenly shoved Ji Hoo out the door. "Now, get out before you make me late!"

Just Before the Ceremony…

The bridesmaids were told that it was nearly time, but Jae Kyung asked for a moment alone with Jan Di. So, Ga Eul left the dressing room with the wedding planner to go and find Yi Jeong.

When it was just the two of them, Jae Kyung turned to Jan Di. Fighting back tears, so as not to ruin her makeup, she thanked Jan Di for her friendship—and for everything else—and then she gave her a hug.

"Are you ready, Unnie?" Jan Di asked. Taking a deep breath, Jae Kyung smiled and nodded. And she gave Jan Di one last hug.

Jan Di left Jae Kyung's suite. As she made her way toward the chapel, Jan Di caught sight of Madam Kang heading in. Madam Kang turned, and the Wonder Girl's eyes locked with the cold ones of Jun Pyo's tyrannical mother. And the lady stopped to watch Jan Di like a snake eyeing its incapacitated prey.

Jan Di still got a sick feeling in her stomach whenever Madam Kang was around… How was it that the woman could still affect her so? She needed to get over it, once and for all!

Jan Di was certain that Madam Kang would expect her to avoid her, but instead, the common girl walked straight up to the former Chairwoman. Jan Di looked her in the eyes and bowed before her. "Congratulations, Madam," Jan Di spoke formally.

Madam Kang pursed her lips in that haughty manner of hers, and she gave her the barest of nods.

Jan Di had thought the woman might have changed after Jun Pyo's accident and after her husband woke up, but she still had the same arrogant way about her.

It seemed that Kang Hee Soo had nothing to say to her, so Jan Di bowed again and prepared to leave. But then the 'Witch' spoke, "I know that you spent time with my son yesterday."

Jan Di stopped mid-turn to face Madam Kang again. Figures… She must have had us spied on. She probably has pictures and everything…

Keeping a solemn face, she replied, "I did, Madam."

Madam Kang gave Jan Di a disapproving look before saying, "I know that my son was having doubts about his marriage…"

How does she find out all of this?!

"But I also know that you didn't capitalize on that. It's good to know that you have learned to show some class."

The domineering woman was, as always, sharp-tongued, quick to make her point, and insulting…

And Jan Di had to stand up for herself. Taking a deep breath, she replied, "Despite what you may think of me, Madam, I'm not in the habit of stealing fiancés. Besides, I have my own."

Thinning her lips, the madam replied, "Well, it's good to know that you can be trusted now."

Jan Di was flabbergasted. Had the woman learned nothing from Jun Pyo's accident?! After all, it was because of her that Jan Di had left, to protect her loved ones—Ga Eul and Ji Hoo. At least indirectly, it was all because of her. It was because of her that Jun Pyo was on that island. It was because of her that he was rundown by the disgruntled ex-employee! And it was because of her that he lost his memory, forgetting all about the woman he loved!

But when Jan Di stopped to think about it, she realized how very different her life would be now if none of that had happened… She might not even be with Ji Hoo. And while she wasn't glad that Jun Pyo had suffered, when she thought of all her times with Ji Hoo never happening, it made her heart ache. Perhaps the wicked witch had played her role to perfection, only bringing about what was always supposed to happen… So, could she really blame her for that?

. . .

"I also know that you convinced my son to go through with his marriage, and that is appreciated."

Wow, that must have been very difficult for her to say…, Jan Di thought bitterly.

But the former Chairwoman was not finished. "My son doesn't always know what's best for him, or make the best decisions…," and she shot Jan Di a look as she said it. "He's still very immature, so sometimes he needs a little...guidance…"

Now, Jan Di was livid. The subtle dig at her aside, Jan Di could certainly not allow Jun Pyo's mother to think that she too was some puppeteer tugging on Jun Pyo's strings to make him do what she wanted.

Steeling herself, Jan Di spoke, "You should know, Madam, that I didn't convince Gu Jun Pyo of anything. I simply helped to remind him of how he feels for Jae Kyung and to ease some of his fears," and staring straight into the dark eyes of the Medusa without blinking, Jan Di added, "I'd never try to control someone or make their decisions for them."

Jan Di watched Madam Kang stiffen, and though she kept her composure, Jan Di was sure that she was writhing in anger underneath those stylish clothes of hers. But rather than condemning the Wonder Girl for her ill manners, or firing an insult back, or even storming off, she chuckled.

"I see you haven't changed one bit, Geum Jan Di." Her words were spoken in apparent humor, but the name came out in a sour, biting way. And Jan Di assumed it was the same as an insult.

Calmly, Jan Di replied, "I suppose not, Madam."

Madam Kang sneered in derision. Holding her nose up even higher in the air, she added, "I would have thought that Yoon Ji Hoo would have a positive influence on you, but it seems not."

And there it was—the blatant insult.

Doing her best to remain composed, Jan Di stood there.

"Anyway, your service is appreciated, but I do hope you manage to keep your distance from Jun Pyo in the future. Perhaps your fiancé can help with that..."

And Jan Di's lips parted.

It was infuriating to her! Would this woman never stop until she'd completely torn her down? What more did she want?! She wasn't with her son, and he was marrying the person she originally picked for him! Did she now want a promise that she would never see Gu Jun Pyo again? How was that ever going to work?

Knowing the logic of Jun Pyo's cruel mother, she probably thought Jan Di had lost Jun Pyo and was only marrying Ji Hoo to keep close to her former love…

Putting on a strong face, Jan Di said, "I want you to know that I'm very happy about this union, and not because it's a smart match, but because they are in love. I am greatly pleased that Gu Jun Pyo is happy, just as he deserves to be. I'm sure that is how you feel about it, too."

The Madam smirked.

. . .

"But as far as keeping my distance from Gu Jun Pyo, that is unlikely."

"Is that so?"

Jan Di nodded. "Yes, it's inevitable. I am going to see your son, Madam, and probably often—because I'm marrying his best friend. That means that we will be in each other's lives. And not to mention, we are also friends. I hope you can accept that."

Madam Kang scoffed and prepared to walk off, but then Jan Di spoke again. "Excuse me, Madam, but there's one more thing…"

She stopped, and Jan Di took a deep breath before continuing, "I want you to know that I'll always love Gu Jun Pyo. Oh, but there's no need to be worried about that. I won't ever interfere in his relationship. You have my word on that. I love my fiancé and my good friend, Ha Jae Kyung, very much. I would never hurt them. When I say I'll always love Jun Pyo, I mean as a friend only. I care about him deeply, and we have a special bond, but it will never go beyond friendship. He feels a similar connection with me; I believe. We have both moved on and are happy with the ones we've chosen, but we will remain friends."

Madam Kang gave a half-laugh. Shaking her head, she said, "You are very bold. You really haven't changed at all, but…"

She looked Jan Di over.

"Despite that, I will say that today you look…," and the lady paused, glancing away as if it was very difficult for her, "somewhat sophisticated in the dress you are wearing."

Jan Di's lips parted. Did she actually just compliment her?

And Jan Di glanced down at her dress. It was the color of ivory, to match the winter theme, and had a lace neckline and sleeves with floral patterns embroidered into it.

"I see that Ha Jae Kyung's team did their work well," the imperious lady said.

"Kamsahamnida, Madam. And please forgive the correction, but I chose the dress."

Madam Kang exhaled through her nose. Then, she nodded, and with the barest of smiles, she walked away.

It was strange to Jan Di. There had only been one other time Madam Kang had even come close to complimenting her, but just then, she seemed to have shown her the slightest bit of begrudging respect—or, at least acceptance.

Either way, it felt good to tell Madam Kang off like that, and adrenaline was coursing through Jan Di's body. She took a deep, calming breath in preparation for walking down the aisle.

Meanwhile, Ji Hoo had caught sight of Jan Di standing there with Madam Kang. Like any good firefighter, he sensed her distress immediately. In fact, he had been carefully listening for the emergency bell the entire day, for even though Jan Di said she was completely over it—and he believed her—he feared it would be an emotional day for her.

He'd wanted to sneak out to see Jan Di before the ceremony, but he hadn't gotten the chance. And now, as he went to meet her, he saw her there with Jun Pyo's reptilian mother… Surely, Madam Kang would have no reason to do anything to Jan Di now, but still, he hated the vile woman—for all that she had put the woman he loved through.

Looking on with concern, Ji Hoo prepared to go to her rescue, if he felt his beloved needed it. But then, Madam Kang walked away—after Jan Di said something that he couldn't quite hear but was sure she deserved.

And then, Jan Di turned toward him. Immediately, Ji Hoo was stricken by how gorgeous she looked… Her hair was up in an elegant bun; her makeup was soft and beautiful, and she wore this amazing lacy dress… She looked incredible. Each day, she dazzled him more and more, like no other woman had—not even Seo Hyun. And he planned to tell her so.

But first, he wanted to make sure she was OK…

When she caught him looking, she gave him a faint smile. And he came toward her. As he approached, she put on a full one.

"Ji Hoo-ah," she greeted.

"Jan Di-ah," he touched her arm in a comforting manner. "You're trembling. Are you alright?"

"Yes," she assured.

"What did she say to you?" he asked, suddenly growing very defensive.

Jan Di pursed her lips as if considering how much information to give him. "Nothing unexpected," she finally said.

"Are you sure you're alright?" he asked worriedly, and lowering his voice, he reminded her, "You don't have to pretend to be strong with me."

She smiled at those familiar words. "I'm not pretending. You give me strength, remember? …And besides, I'm really OK."

Ji Hoo nodded, deciding to leave well enough alone, once and for all. "Good."

Turning toward her, he asked, "How do I look?"

She observed him, but there was really no need for him to ask. "Perfect, as usual," she replied, smiling.

He was dressed in black, which was not a color he usually wore, but it looked good on him. "I love this suit, by the way. Is it a new one?"

"It is. How sweet of you to notice," he grinned. "And I take it this is new," he said, motioning toward her dress.

"This old thing?" she smirked. "No, I've had it for years, but I only take it out for special occasions."

He leaned in, and his lips danced across her ear. "Well, you should take it out more often…," he whispered suggestively.

"Oh, you like it, then?" she whispered back.

"Yes, I do… I can't express just how much I like it here and now, but rest assured, I plan to show you later…"

Jan Di sucked in her breath at the sudden excitement she felt over hearing his words, and she found herself dying to find out what he had in store for her…

But this was not the time or place to think about that.

By now, the other members of the wedding party were lined up in front of them—Ga Eul with Yi Jeong and Jun-Hee with Woo Bin. The men were dressed in individualized black suits with white rose boutonnieres pinned to their jackets. And the other two bridesmaids wore their own unique ivory dresses. The wedding planner then came by and handed each of the bridesmaids a long-stemmed red gerbera daisy bouquet.

And Ji Hoo extended his arm to Jan Di. As they waited for the Wedding March to begin, Ji Hoo took a moment to gaze upon Jan Di's loveliness again. "You really do look incredible, Jan Di-ah," he whispered.

She smiled up at him and whispered, "Thank you, and so do you."

The music began, and the wedding commenced…

Looking beautiful, Ga Eul walked down the aisle on Yi Jeong's arm, followed by the equally breathtaking Jun-Hee, who was escorted by Woo Bin. And Jan Di and Ji Hoo went last, being Maid of Honor and Best Man. The bridesmaids took their places next to Jae Kyung, and the groomsmen stood by Jun Pyo.

The Shinwha heir was there at the altar, looking handsome in his distinctive black tux and anxiously awaiting Ha Jae Kyung.

Then, the bride entered, and everyone stood.

And Jae Kyung was stunning. To Jun Pyo, she appeared even more beautiful than the last time he saw her dressed in such attire. Of course, last time he wasn't thinking about that at all. He was only hoping for some escape without completely crushing her.

Jae Kyung gracefully marched down the aisle on her father's arm. At the front, he gave her a kiss and took his seat. And Jae Kyung handed her bouquet of red roses to Jan Di. The heiress met her husband-to-be's eyes, and they turned together to face the officiant.

As she turned, Jun Pyo noticed the lovely V-shape to the dress, which revealed Jae Kyung's swanlike neck and smooth, shapely back. She was so beautiful, and he appreciated her now more than ever…

The officiant greeted everyone, spoke a few words, and began the vows.

When the opportunity came for someone to object to the marriage, a wave of painful nostalgia washed over Jae Kyung, as she recalled their first almost-wedding on Jeju. That time, she had objected to the whole thing. As difficult as it was, it had been the right thing to do then, and she was glad she did it. Despite all the heartache she went through, it had all been worth it to be here with him now, not because of force or obligation, but because of love.

When the silence began, Jae Kyung noticed Jun Pyo glancing over at her out of the corner of his eye. Perhaps he wondered if she would speak up again. Only this time, he actually seemed worried that she might. It was cute. She gave him a reassuring smile and said nothing…

"I now pronounce you man and wife," the officiant spoke. Jun Pyo and Jae Kyung kissed, and everyone clapped.

. . .

Two hours later, it was all over. After months of planning and madness, it was done in a relative heartbeat.

The reception had been beautiful. The room was entirely lit up with Christmas lights. The ice blue tablecloths were lined with elegant place settings and votives, and there were silver candelabras and lovely centerpieces of white roses and cream carnations on each rectangular table.

After plenty of eating, drinking, and dancing, it was time for the happy couple to leave for their honeymoon and for the guests to go home. So, everyone wished Gu Jun Pyo and Ha Jae Kyung congratulations and bid them goodbye.

Jun Pyo and Jae Kyung were now flying off for their honeymoon, while Ga Eul and Yi Jeong went on a date, and Woo Bin and his lady friend were off somewhere together, too. Meanwhile, Jan Di was driving back home with Ji Hoo in the mini cooper.

There was silence for half of the ride before Ji Hoo spoke. "Did you get enough to eat?" he asked.

But Jan Di was sure he really wanted to know if she was doing alright…

"Yes, plenty," she said. Ji Hoo nodded, but he kept glancing between her and the road.

"…In fact, I feel very content right now," she added, smiling sweetly over at him.

Ji Hoo inadvertently sighed in relief and then revealed a pearly smile. "I'm very glad to hear that." Then, he dropped one hand from the wheel, placing it over hers and resting it there for a moment.

Smiling to herself, Jan Di looked out of her side of the car. He gave her hand a quick squeeze before returning it to the wheel.

. . .

"Well, I suppose…we're next," Ji Hoo grinned. "Only three months to go…"

Jan Di nodded, and she tossed him a shy smile before returning her gaze out the window. "Yeah, depending on how quickly things move along for Woo Bin, or unless Ga Eul and Yi Jeong Sunbae decide to elope or something…"

Ji Hoo laughed. "That…is entirely possible…"

"Mm, I know. He basically kidnapped her after the reception, and I have no idea where he was taking her…," Jan Di mumbled, and she went somewhere in her head.

When her nose wrinkled up in consternation, Ji Hoo chuckled. "Well, try not to worry, Jan Di-ah. Yi Jeong will take good care of Ga Eul, no matter what."

With a sigh, she replied, "I know. You're right," and she smiled.

Then, the eerie quiet began again, and Jan Di noticed that Ji Hoo looking over. "You really don't have to worry about me," she finally said. "I'm fine."

"It's not that," he responded. "I was…just thinking about how beautiful you look…"

Feeling foolish, Jan Di muttered, "Oh. Mianhae…"

"No need to be sorry, my otter." He took her hand, brought it to his lips, and placed a tender kiss upon her knuckle.

Jan Di smiled over at him, as he returned his eyes to the road. And then she recalled what he'd said before the wedding. She bit down coyly upon her lip. "So, you said that you were going to show me something later… What was it?"

Grinning, he kept his eyes out ahead. "You'll see…"

Now, Ji Hoo was off in his head. He thought it might sound crass to say his thoughts aloud, so he'd decided to show her instead…

For one, as much as he loved that dress on her, all he could think about since the moment he laid eyes on her was relieving her of it—undoing each button, perhaps even with his teeth, and then slowly peeling away the lacy garment to reveal inch-by-inch of her creamy back, and then watching it fall freely to the floor.

He'd start at her back and run his hands and lips all over her warm, soft skin…

In his mind, Ji Hoo was only intensifying his anticipation, and his body had already begun to respond. It was quickly becoming too much to take, so he shook away the thoughts, for now. But at the very first chance, he planned to do all that he had imagined so vividly…

***To Be Concluded***