IMRMH 01

Chapter 01

“Aaah! B-bride!”

“Oh my god!”

Current time: 1:50 PM.
That is, 10 minutes before the wedding.

The bride’s waiting room, which should have been busy with preparations, was in complete chaos.

Drip… drip…

From the dress of today’s bride, Yuseong, pitch-black coffee trickled down, staining it.

Yuseong, who had been staring down at the scene, slowly raised her head.

“…What do you think you’re doing right now?”

“Oh my, what should I do? My hand slipped. You know I have sweaty hands—maybe I’m too nervous before the wedding?”

The woman, dressed in a pure white dress that could easily be mistaken for the bride, burst into laughter.

Thud—

“Ah!”

As if spilling coffee wasn’t enough, she threw the empty plastic cup at Yuseong’s chest.

“Oops, slipped again. My mistake.”

“…Ha.”

Her cousin, Oh Yuna, who seemed desperate to torment her.

Yuseong never imagined that Oh Yuna would personally come all the way to the waiting room and pour black Americano precisely onto the neckline of her dress.

All because Yuseong was marrying the man she had admired—Kwon Suhyeok.

“What are you going to do? You’ll be walking down the aisle soon. How are you going to go out like that? Maybe you should just take the dress off?”

For nothing more than shallow jealousy, she had poured coffee onto a wedding dress worth tens of millions.

Without thinking. Like an idiot.

“…You really haven’t changed, have you?”

“…What do you mean?”

“If you did something like this, shouldn’t you apologize first and try to fix it?”

“Apologize? Fix it?”

Yuna crossed her arms and sneered.

“Then why did it happen right when my hand slipped, Yuseong? Hmm? It’s just that you have terrible luck. I just made a mistake.”

“Ah, I see. A mistake?”

Splash—!

“Aaah!”

In an instant, Yuseong poured warm café latte all over Yuna’s dress.

Not a mistake—on purpose.

“Then why did you wear a pure white dress to my wedding? Was that a mistake too?”

“Y-you! What do you think you’re doing?!”

“You know this dress costs nearly fifty million won, right?”

“…What?”

It was nearly ten times the price of Yuna’s dress.

“I’ll be billing you for it. How many people do you think saw what you just did?”

“I-it really was an accident! Why are you blaming me for your carelessness?!”

“The fact that you spilled coffee on my dress doesn’t change. So get out. Unless you want things to get worse.”

Trembling, Oh Yuna was dragged out by helpers, and the others cautiously approached.

“Bride, we don’t have time—please change your dress quickly…”

At that moment—

The waiting room door opened, and a man in formal attire walked in.

“Vice President!”

The first thing noticeable was his pale skin and the mole on the bridge of his nose.

As soon as he entered, the air in the room became heavy with pressure.

“What happened to my girl?”

The man facing her looked especially radiant today—yet cold.

He’s handsome every time I see him. So annoying.

And it wasn’t just his face.

He was the man who would soon inherit Kwonseong Group.

“Obviously. Oh Yuna was here.”

At Yuseong’s simple reply, Suhyeok smiled as if he already understood.

“I’ll take care of it. Everyone, leave.”

Soon, the bride’s waiting room was left with just the two of them.

Suhyeok stood casually, looking Yuseong up and down.

“With your personality, there’s no way you just took it. Did you get her back?”

“I poured warm café latte on her. That stuff doesn’t come out easily.”

At her satisfied expression, he let out a hearty laugh and briefly ruffled her hair.

“Good. Judging by your temper, you’re fine and unharmed.”

“What about a replacement dress?”

“Here.”

Opening a cabinet in the corner, Suhyeok took out a dress from a black bag.

“Can you help me change?”

“Of course.”

With a slight smile, he pulled down the zipper on her back without hesitation, revealing her pale body.

Meanwhile, inside the wedding hall

Today’s wedding had gathered famous figures from politics and business.

“Next, the groom will enter! Groom, please enter!”

Applause thundered through the grand hall.

Then the doors opened, and a man as handsome as a celebrity appeared.

As he strode down the aisle, the applause gradually faded.

Sharp features. A powerful build.

A man with an untouchable aura.

“He doesn’t resemble the younger son at all.”

“He’s even more handsome than that actor from the Chanel show.”

At the very top of Korea’s business world stood Kwonseong Group.

The chairman, Kwon Seongjae, was known to have only one son—

Kwon Hyukjun.

Until just a few months ago.

[Headlines]

• “Kwonseong Group’s eldest son, thought dead, confirmed alive after 20 years”
• “Twist in mother-son suicide case… Chairman’s son was alive”
• “Succession shaken as eldest son Kwon Suhyeok dramatically returns”

The son who had been believed dead—and even held a funeral for—had returned.

Kwon Suhyeok.

Superior to his younger brother in every way, with overwhelming ability.

He quickly gained Chairman Kwon’s full favor, and elite families began eyeing the seat beside him.

However—

Almost at the same time as his return, news of his marriage dominated headlines.

It was a shocking move.

Moreover, the bride was merely the daughter of a failing mid-sized company.

Even worse, rumors spread that her original match had been the younger brother.

“Shinyang Trading, right? That gangster company?”

“She’s not even his real daughter—she’s adopted.”

“She was supposed to marry the younger brother, wasn’t she?”

“Obviously. Either she’s manipulating the men, or the chairman has a weakness.”

At that moment, the host’s cheerful voice rang out.

“Now, the highlight of today! The bride will enter! Please turn your attention to the back!”

The guests swallowed nervously and turned.

“Bride, enter—!”

Yuseong, who had been waiting for this moment, smiled slightly while holding a white bouquet.

It’s showtime.

“The angelic bride in a pure white dress—!”

The doors opened.

“…Gasp.”

“What… is that?”

Step. Step.

The bride walked forward to the sound of murmurs.

“The angelic bride…?”

The host trailed off.

Because her appearance was the exact opposite of the script.

A dazzling black tiara.

A completely black dress.

A crooked smile.

She looked like a devil walking out of hell.

“What on earth…!”

At that moment—

Only one man walked toward her with a gentle smile.

Suhyeok stopped in front of her and knelt without hesitation.

Gasps filled the hall.

He took her hand and pressed his lips to it.

The face of a man deeply in love.

A smile as if he adored her to madness.

In that moment, all the cheap rumors collapsed.

“…This is ridiculous.”

Watching this, Hyukjun stormed out of the hall.

But no one paid attention.

All eyes were on the couple.

Suhyeok whispered by her ear:

“There’s probably no one else who would follow a woman all the way to hell like me.”

Yuseong held out her hand to him.

“I’ll make sure you won’t regret this choice.”

“I’m looking forward to it, my wife.”

In the pure white wedding hall—

The two, dressed in black, stepped forward together.

Yuseong smiled in satisfaction as she saw her pale future mother-in-law, Myungsook, and Hyukjun’s empty seat.

They probably don’t know.

That there exists a marten capable of devouring a tiger.

Everything was going according to plan.

Now only one thing remained—

To exchange a defective product.

“And now, we will begin the wedding ceremony of Groom Kwon Suhyeok and Bride Shin Yuseong.”

Therefore—

Shin Yuseong will replace her husband.