He ignored the messages and started typing.
‘Shin Hye, please pick up. I don’t’ know why you’re not answering but I need to talk to you. Chaebal…’ He stared at the message for a while, debating whether to press send or not. I’ve sent her enough messages. One more doesn’t make a difference if she really doesn’t want to reply. He pressed his lips together and erased it.
Just then, he received another text.
Jang Geun Suk: I just talked to Shin Hye. I hope you’re okay Min Ho-yah.
Min Ho stared at his screen as the realization hit him. It was as if something punched him in the gut, trying to knock him senseless. Except he couldn’t black out and he was still sitting there, bearing the ache. She talked to him. He was trying to make sense of Geun Suk’s message and in the process, creating excuses for her. She wants to give me space to process this. She’s only going to cry when she hears my voice. She knows that I can tell that she’s going through a tough time just by talking to her on the phone and she doesn’t want me to worry. He must have listed a dozen reasonable explanations as to why she wouldn’t answer his calls, but even then, it didn’t lessen the hurt.
He clenched his jaw, trying to bar the thoughts that were suddenly assailing his mind. He didn’t want it to, but he could sense the pain turning into anger. She knows I need her right now. She knows this must be hard for me. She knows. His grip on the phone tightened as he fought off the urge to punch the wall. He stood up and paced in an effort to cool down. But he couldn’t stop his thoughts. He finally let out a yell, amplified by all the pent up steam since that morning. He heard his voice echo through the fire exit stairs. A few seconds after, his bodyguards burst through the door looking worried. Without a word, he made his way out and back to the hotel corridor, pushing the two guys aside.
‘Where is he?’ Min Ho asked his stylist as soon as he got into the room.
‘Eo? He’s at the lobby,’ she replied warily. ‘He’s meeting the writer of that article. Are you okay?’
Min Ho ignored her and turned around. His bodyguards followed him as he marched to the elevator.
‘I don’t think it’s wise to go down. There are reporters camped outside the hotel,’ one of the bodyguards told him.
‘So? What are they going to do? Take more pictures? Are they going to write an article about me going down the lobby? Because that’s newsworthy,’ Min Ho replied derisively as he took a step into the lift.
His bodyguard looked embarrassed and bowed his head as if to apologize. Min Ho was well aware that he was channelling his anger on the wrong people, but at this point, he couldn’t control himself anymore.
He headed straight to the restaurant where his manager and some of his Chinese staff convened. As he approached their table, his eyes zeroed in on the only guy he didn’t recognize. His manager saw him walking to them and stood up immediately. He almost jogged to where Min Ho was just to block him from taking a step further.
‘Ya, what are you doing here? Go back up,’ the ahjussi said through gritted teeth, making sure his voice was low enough so the people on the table don’t hear.
Min Ho gave his manager a scathing glare. ‘Wae? I want to talk to him. This concerns me more than any of you,’ he snapped back. ‘Unless of course you plan to keep me in the dark again. You know, because you want to protect me.’
His manager sighed in exasperation. ‘Lee Min Ho. Listen to me. You’re angry right now. If you say anything wrong, that writer could easily write another arti…’
Min Ho didn’t let him finish and headed to the table again. The rest of the men stood up as he approached. They exchanged bows and Min Ho sat on the seat his manager occupied just a few seconds ago. His eyes went to his Chinese staff who were looking guarded. They knew he wasn’t supposed to be there.
‘Translate for me,’ Min Ho told the guy sitting next to him. He turned to the writer and smiled. ‘I just want to know one thing,’ he started to say. His manager, who took a seat next to him, and the rest of his staff were looking nervous. ‘How did you come up with two months?’
Before he could speak, his manager put a hand on the translator’s arm, trying to stop him from saying anything. Min Ho glanced at his manager’s frowning face before turning to the writer again. ‘I’m sure you understood my question. Two months? Why two months?’
The writer looked at him and started speaking. As soon as he was done, his translator leaned closer to Min Ho. ‘That’s what his source said. That you and Miss Park Shin Hye have been dating for two months now.’
Min Ho nodded his head and smirked. ‘If you weren’t someone being paid to write articles such as the one you wrote about us, would you personally believe we’ve been dating for two months?’
After the translation, the writer creased his brows, obviously taken aback by his question. Min Ho didn’t let him reply and stood up from his seat. ‘If she and I didn’t act in the same drama, no one would believe for a second that what you wrote was true. Why? Because you have no evidence. If you had anything substantial, you would have included it in that article. Source? What source? Unless you can name someone who knows me personally, you don’t have a source. You have a rumormonger,’ he flashed him a wide smile. ‘You can’t even begin to imagine how much I want to punch your face right now, but I’m going to hold it in for everyone’s sake. So you better hope that this silly thing you started blows over and doesn’t ruin things between me and her because I will personally hunt you down,’ he finished off by giving him a bow. The writer looked at the translator expectantly. The guy, looking baffled, glanced up at Min Ho then at his wide-eyed manager.
‘Just tell him I really like China,’ Min Ho said before walking away.
Shin Hye and her family were at Nagoya airport waiting for their flight back to Seoul. It’s been three days since the articles came out, and since then, she and Min Ho were the most searched celebrities in Korea for the past days. She had no choice but to tell her parents what had happened, because not long after, Japanese media outlets picked up the Chinese reports. There were several reporters stationed outside of Hyatt Park so they had to check out secretly with the help of the hotel staff and move to a traditional Ryokan where they spent the rest of their vacation indoors. Shin Hye was apologetic, but her family understood.
She looked at her phone and sighed. Her Father had told her to keep it off until they get back to Seoul just like her manager had instructed.. ‘Your agency will handle everything,’ he told her. ‘Just spend this time with us and we’ll keep your mind off things happening in Korea.’
Shin Hye had agreed. It was the least she could do after spoiling their family trip. But not hearing from Min Ho made her feel more anxious. She tried to hide it from her family because she didn’t want them to worry, but she was very scared. She was unaware of what went on on Min Ho’s side, if his agency was able to handle the scandal just fine. More importantly, if he was okay.
She did her best to stay away from the articles, but one time, she caught her brother cursing in his room. When she asked what was wrong, he had told her that there were very stupid people commenting on articles. Some labelled Min Ho a playboy who went after every single one of his leading ladies and called her the latest poor, naïve victim. She knew there were also comments bashing her that her brother purposely left out. There were probably even more hate comments thrown her way than at Min Ho’s. She’d be lying if she said she wasn’t affected by them – but she has learned to stomach anti-fans throughout the years.
‘You’ll see him soon enough,’ her mother leaned over, squeezing her arm. She must have noticed Shin Hye’s pained expression.
Shin Hye smiled weakly. ‘Is it really this hard to date, omma?’
Her mother chuckled softly. ‘Well, I’m not sure about that,’ she replied. ‘But all relationships are hard. You just have a higher level of difficulty to overcome. Some couples hide their relationship from unsupportive parents, you two have to hide it from everyone else.’
‘It feels so unfair,’ Shin Hye sighed.
‘But it shoudn’t have to feel that way,’ her mother replied affectionately. ‘All the things that make your situation feel unfair are the same things that brought you two together. If you weren’t a famous actress, then you wouldn’t have met him. But choosing to be with someone isn’t without its consequences, no matter who you are or what you do. You’re going through the consequence of loving someone like Lee Min Ho. It’s difficult, I’m sure, but it’s only a matter of knowing whether he’s worth it.’
‘Of course he is,’ Shin Hye replied.
He ignored the messages and started typing.
‘Shin Hye, please pick up. I don’t’ know why you’re not answering but I need to talk to you. Chaebal…’ He stared at the message for a while, debating whether to press send or not. I’ve sent her enough messages. One more doesn’t make a difference if she really doesn’t want to reply. He pressed his lips together and erased it.
Just then, he received another text.
Jang Geun Suk: I just talked to Shin Hye. I hope you’re okay Min Ho-yah.
Min Ho stared at his screen as the realization hit him. It was as if something punched him in the gut, trying to knock him senseless. Except he couldn’t black out and he was still sitting there, bearing the ache. She talked to him. He was trying to make sense of Geun Suk’s message and in the process, creating excuses for her. She wants to give me space to process this. She’s only going to cry when she hears my voice. She knows that I can tell that she’s going through a tough time just by talking to her on the phone and she doesn’t want me to worry. He must have listed a dozen reasonable explanations as to why she wouldn’t answer his calls, but even then, it didn’t lessen the hurt.
He clenched his jaw, trying to bar the thoughts that were suddenly assailing his mind. He didn’t want it to, but he could sense the pain turning into anger. She knows I need her right now. She knows this must be hard for me. She knows. His grip on the phone tightened as he fought off the urge to punch the wall. He stood up and paced in an effort to cool down. But he couldn’t stop his thoughts. He finally let out a yell, amplified by all the pent up steam since that morning. He heard his voice echo through the fire exit stairs. A few seconds after, his bodyguards burst through the door looking worried. Without a word, he made his way out and back to the hotel corridor, pushing the two guys aside.
‘Where is he?’ Min Ho asked his stylist as soon as he got into the room.
‘Eo? He’s at the lobby,’ she replied warily. ‘He’s meeting the writer of that article. Are you okay?’
Min Ho ignored her and turned around. His bodyguards followed him as he marched to the elevator.
‘I don’t think it’s wise to go down. There are reporters camped outside the hotel,’ one of the bodyguards told him.
‘So? What are they going to do? Take more pictures? Are they going to write an article about me going down the lobby? Because that’s newsworthy,’ Min Ho replied derisively as he took a step into the lift.
His bodyguard looked embarrassed and bowed his head as if to apologize. Min Ho was well aware that he was channelling his anger on the wrong people, but at this point, he couldn’t control himself anymore.
He headed straight to the restaurant where his manager and some of his Chinese staff convened. As he approached their table, his eyes zeroed in on the only guy he didn’t recognize. His manager saw him walking to them and stood up immediately. He almost jogged to where Min Ho was just to block him from taking a step further.
‘Ya, what are you doing here? Go back up,’ the ahjussi said through gritted teeth, making sure his voice was low enough so the people on the table don’t hear.
Min Ho gave his manager a scathing glare. ‘Wae? I want to talk to him. This concerns me more than any of you,’ he snapped back. ‘Unless of course you plan to keep me in the dark again. You know, because you want to protect me.’
His manager sighed in exasperation. ‘Lee Min Ho. Listen to me. You’re angry right now. If you say anything wrong, that writer could easily write another arti…’
Min Ho didn’t let him finish and headed to the table again. The rest of the men stood up as he approached. They exchanged bows and Min Ho sat on the seat his manager occupied just a few seconds ago. His eyes went to his Chinese staff who were looking guarded. They knew he wasn’t supposed to be there.
‘Translate for me,’ Min Ho told the guy sitting next to him. He turned to the writer and smiled. ‘I just want to know one thing,’ he started to say. His manager, who took a seat next to him, and the rest of his staff were looking nervous. ‘How did you come up with two months?’
Before he could speak, his manager put a hand on the translator’s arm, trying to stop him from saying anything. Min Ho glanced at his manager’s frowning face before turning to the writer again. ‘I’m sure you understood my question. Two months? Why two months?’
The writer looked at him and started speaking. As soon as he was done, his translator leaned closer to Min Ho. ‘That’s what his source said. That you and Miss Park Shin Hye have been dating for two months now.’
Min Ho nodded his head and smirked. ‘If you weren’t someone being paid to write articles such as the one you wrote about us, would you personally believe we’ve been dating for two months?’
After the translation, the writer creased his brows, obviously taken aback by his question. Min Ho didn’t let him reply and stood up from his seat. ‘If she and I didn’t act in the same drama, no one would believe for a second that what you wrote was true. Why? Because you have no evidence. If you had anything substantial, you would have included it in that article. Source? What source? Unless you can name someone who knows me personally, you don’t have a source. You have a rumormonger,’ he flashed him a wide smile. ‘You can’t even begin to imagine how much I want to punch your face right now, but I’m going to hold it in for everyone’s sake. So you better hope that this silly thing you started blows over and doesn’t ruin things between me and her because I will personally hunt you down,’ he finished off by giving him a bow. The writer looked at the translator expectantly. The guy, looking baffled, glanced up at Min Ho then at his wide-eyed manager.
‘Just tell him I really like China,’ Min Ho said before walking away.
Shin Hye and her family were at Nagoya airport waiting for their flight back to Seoul. It’s been three days since the articles came out, and since then, she and Min Ho were the most searched celebrities in Korea for the past days. She had no choice but to tell her parents what had happened, because not long after, Japanese media outlets picked up the Chinese reports. There were several reporters stationed outside of Hyatt Park so they had to check out secretly with the help of the hotel staff and move to a traditional Ryokan where they spent the rest of their vacation indoors. Shin Hye was apologetic, but her family understood.
She looked at her phone and sighed. Her Father had told her to keep it off until they get back to Seoul just like her manager had instructed.. ‘Your agency will handle everything,’ he told her. ‘Just spend this time with us and we’ll keep your mind off things happening in Korea.’
Shin Hye had agreed. It was the least she could do after spoiling their family trip. But not hearing from Min Ho made her feel more anxious. She tried to hide it from her family because she didn’t want them to worry, but she was very scared. She was unaware of what went on on Min Ho’s side, if his agency was able to handle the scandal just fine. More importantly, if he was okay.
She did her best to stay away from the articles, but one time, she caught her brother cursing in his room. When she asked what was wrong, he had told her that there were very stupid people commenting on articles. Some labelled Min Ho a playboy who went after every single one of his leading ladies and called her the latest poor, naïve victim. She knew there were also comments bashing her that her brother purposely left out. There were probably even more hate comments thrown her way than at Min Ho’s. She’d be lying if she said she wasn’t affected by them – but she has learned to stomach anti-fans throughout the years.
‘You’ll see him soon enough,’ her mother leaned over, squeezing her arm. She must have noticed Shin Hye’s pained expression.
Shin Hye smiled weakly. ‘Is it really this hard to date, omma?’
Her mother chuckled softly. ‘Well, I’m not sure about that,’ she replied. ‘But all relationships are hard. You just have a higher level of difficulty to overcome. Some couples hide their relationship from unsupportive parents, you two have to hide it from everyone else.’
‘It feels so unfair,’ Shin Hye sighed.
‘But it shoudn’t have to feel that way,’ her mother replied affectionately. ‘All the things that make your situation feel unfair are the same things that brought you two together. If you weren’t a famous actress, then you wouldn’t have met him. But choosing to be with someone isn’t without its consequences, no matter who you are or what you do. You’re going through the consequence of loving someone like Lee Min Ho. It’s difficult, I’m sure, but it’s only a matter of knowing whether he’s worth it.’
‘Of course he is,’ Shin Hye replied.
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