บท 19: I'M THE LADY IN RED

"What do you want to talk about?" Han Jisung asked impatiently they had moved under one of the peach blossom trees, Han Jiwoo wasn't there so there was no need to pretend to like the woman before him.

"My lord, I have a confession to make." Song Minhyun said deliberately pausing her word to pique Han Jisung interest.

"Speak, I don't have all day." Han Jisung said frowning deeply.

Song Minhyun opened her mouth and closed it back looking at the ground while hesitating.

Seeing her antics Han Jisung was getting more and more impatient about to yell out when Song Minhyun said in a little voice.

"I am the Lady in red." She muttered.

"What? what did you say just now?" Han Jisung asked amused was Song Minhyun day dreaming now.

"When I overheard your discussion with the guards that day, I was scared at the fact I would be caught so I hired Bogsu to come here and impersonate me, but I didn't expect that she would dishonour Your Majesty so much, I just couldn't take that so I had to come and confess." Song Minhyun whimpered guiltily.

Han Jisung scoffed then rolled his eyes before looking back at the woman before him in disdain, he found her even more irritating now.

"Do you think I was born yesterday?!" Han Jisung yelled angrily, "This is just a waste of time." Han Jisung sneered turning around the beads on his crown moving along with him, Song Minhyun grabbed the edge of Han Jisung robe in desperation, "My lord please believe me, why do you think I have never worn red in the palace, it's because I don't want to be recognized by guards I have encountered in the past." Song Minhyun said desperately.

"Fine, let's say what you are saying is true do you know the repercussions of being the lady in red hmph, now leave my clothes woman or there is no telling what I might do." Han Jisung said angrily, he could feel the demon inside him rising again he really couldn't tell what might happen next, Song Minhyun stubbornly hanged on to his robe tighter than before.

"Don't tempt me WOMAN, I have never raised this hands against a woman before and I don't want to start with you." Han Jisung said losing his patience gradually when Han Jiwoo appeared from no where, dragging Song Minhyun away from Han Jisung while he walked away angrily not even bothering about the presence of his son anymore.

"Mother, what have you done, you've made father much more angrier." Han jiwoo flared angrily surprised at himself because it was the first time he ever raised his voice angrily at his mother.

"Let me go you vagabond, it's all your fault, if you hadn't interrupted us Han Jisung would have believed me, why did I give birth to such a fool as you." Song Minhyun yelled pushing Han Jisung away aggressively.

"Oh no your father is angry at me, what do I do now." Song Minhyun angrily pulled her hair with one hand, eating her fingers, Han jiwoo watched his mother lose herself again and tried to walk up to her but got pushed away again, "Can't you just let be." Song Minhyun yelled.

Han jiwoo felt tears gather in his eyes watching his mother like that, Song Minhyun had angrily pulled her own hair making them untidy, Soon she started punching the tree next to her sobbing.

"Mother, please stop this." Han jiwoo begged tears streaming down his eyes especially when he saw blood streaming down her hands.

Han jiwoo plea fell on deaf ears as Song Minhyun continued hitting the tree harder and harder, causing her knuckles to release blood.

Han jiwoo had no choice but to knock his mother out, he couldn't bare watching his mother like that, it was the only option to do.

Han jiwoo gently carried his mother In his arms holding a deadly look in his eyes, his father would surely pay for putting his mother in such a situation, he has decided he was no longer going to fear, love or respect his father, the only thing he had for his father now was hate, pure hate.

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Bogsu went to the guest house and sat on her own drinking wine while watching the guys that were on display to pick, you could see many noble women seated in the cover provided which was arranged in the setting of a restaurant, everyone was watching as they displayed men after men, some even hooting due to the muscles the men possessed.

Bogsu started feeling bored regretting why she had even come, it was nothing but a pig show, then she spotted someone in the crowd that made her eyes to light up, finally something interesting.

Bogsu stood up and happily went to the gentleman she saw, "Hello handsome." Bogsu greeted in a flirty voice the man raised his head up In confusion, and Bogsu whistled at the sight of his face now this was an authentic man, She stretched forth her hands in order to trace his sharp jaw lines, when the man lifted his hands preventing her from touching him.

"Aren't you supposed to obey your customers, allow me touch your face." Bogsu grumbled unhappily, why was her patron different.

"Or is this like a role play." Bogsu asked suddenly excited at the thought.

"Ma'am you need to check your head, whether you are mentally sound." The stranger voice sounded like beautiful melody in Bogsu ears,she leaned on the table separating them and looked at his face up close.

He had a straight Jawline that looked so sharp at the end that it could cut something, and his eyes were an alluring pair of brown eyes, his lips were a top notch pouty lips that Bogsu started imagining how soft they are.

"You know what you can have the table to yourself." The stranger said standing up frowning at where the weird lady came from.

"Wait, how much can I buy you." Bogsu said jumping on the table sitting down comfortably.

"I'm not for sale." The stranger scrunched his brows, making him look extra seductive.

"Where is your caretaker I would beat her up till she sells you." Bogsu said standing up gripping the stranger reassuringly as if trying to comfort him.

The stranger tried to remove his hands but Bogsu grip was strong, he furrowed his brows how can a woman as weak looking as the one before him be so strong.

Bogsu refused to let go, ever since that year she hadn't seen anyone as handsome as that guy.

The stranger using the time Bogsu was dazed to jerk his hands off hurriedly walked away, while Bogsu looked her hands in shock no one has ever managed to escape her grip whether they were strong or not, but the guy removed it effortlessly making her more interested in him but before she could chase after him, he had disappeared into thin air.

Well till they meet again, Bogsu thought leaving the guest house looking grumpy.