The Weapon of the Remaining Hymen
Kim Yu-ra had clearly resorted to her last weapon.
The weapon's name was the **Resting Hymen**.
What I knew came from the Unicorn's revelation alone.
[Jung Jae-ho] Yu-ra has submitted the virginity confirmation certificate.
[Joo Sung-hyun] It's not the groom but your parents who are the target. I heard your mother-in-law was vice-president of the Korean Society of Obstetrics and Gynecology. If rumors spread that the prospective bride had a virginity check because of her son's pressure, her reputation would collapse. That's what Kim Yu-ra was banking on.
[Jung Jae-ho] You answered as if you'd been waiting for it.
[Joo Sung-hyun] Actually, in July 2018, Yu-ra told me she had a last-resort insurance policy. At first I wondered why there was no blood, and I thought it strange, but it turned out to be a blessed event. Now I understand.
To spare Jung Jae-ho more pain, I softened the words.
From now on there was no need to order him to do anything specific.
[Jung Jae-ho] The wedding will proceed as planned. If you wish, feel free to attend.
I knew he'd made up his mind to exact revenge.
The wedding would go ahead as planned, and he could come watch.
Just that alone was enough to let me guess what Jung Jae-ho had in mind. It meant "I'm showing you."
If he asked for help, I wouldn't refuse, but until then it was best to simply watch.
Just in case, I had kept in touch with someone in Kenya, hiding my identity, of course.
And... I had watched from afar.
Kim Yu-ra had used the Resting Hymen organization to subdue Jung Jae-ho.
She was desperate to make the marriage a success, pressuring him so he couldn't back out.
Seventeen days before the wedding.
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Love is not made in moments but on the road.
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In Cheongdam-dong, after the final fitting at the dress shop, Kim Yu-ra posted a photo wearing the dress.
The dress was a Monarch Lily A-line.
The design was simple, but the rental cost was 8 million won. It was the kind of gown that suited a two-hundred-million-won wedding.
Her original figure was decent, so the shot looked good. Yet the silhouette that should have included Ye-rang's figure was missing.
It wasn't a hanbok, and she had done the final fitting alone.
Still, she was smiling.
After that, Kim Yu-ra's SNS activity continued.
Wedding D-17. Honeymoon destination confirmed. Maldives package. Just her, alone.
Wedding D-15. Attended youth group meeting at the church. Kim Yu-ra held the bouquet her sisters gave her and smiled brightly, but Jung Jae-ho was nowhere to be seen. The caption "A time prepared with prayer and blessing!" felt a bit poignant.
Wedding D-13. Final rehearsal for the dress... Kim Yu-ra went with her mother-in-law, a prestigious obstetrician. She posted a photo of them holding hands tightly. Kim Yu-ra's prospective mother-in-law smiled awkwardly. Of course, Ye-rang wasn't there.
D-12, D-11...
All by herself.
Kim Yu-ra was preparing for the coming wedding all alone.
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And now, at this moment, Kim Yu-ra was trying to soothe Jung Jae-ho's heart...
But Jung Jae-ho saw the wedding venue as the stage for his revenge.
Whether he knew or not, the opening act would be a grand wedding.
I was pretty good at predicting things, but this time it was a little difficult. I had already failed to guess his intentions once before.
"Maybe this time is my turn."
If Jung Jae-ho snapped and unleashed one blow, and that blow struck Kim Yu-ra too hard...
I might not even get my chance.
That was fine.
It wasn't mandatory for me to intervene. Watching from the sidelines as a third party wasn't bad at all.
Still, after everything was over, I had to check Kim Yu-ra's humiliation for sure. Perhaps the lingering doubt from five and a half years ago would finally be laid to rest.
Quietly waiting like that.
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I spent a very grateful time with Ye-rang today. How big a blessing it is to build a family on the path of faith as the Lord permits. Now I'm not afraid, just happy. Pastor, pastor's wife. I am truly grateful.
#Blessing #Prayer #NowForRealMarriage
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Jung Jae-ho appeared again on Kim Yu-ra's SNS.
A week before the wedding.
Jung Jae-ho and Kim Yu-ra had dined together and received a blessing prayer from the pastor couple. Kim Yu-ra had said she was no longer afraid.
The expression on Jung Jae-ho's face in the photo was somehow off-kilter, and only emptiness remained.
The groom's face wasn't blessed, but neither did it look like he would detonate fireworks in front of hundreds of people on the wedding day.
Evidence that something had gone wrong.
"It won't work. Probably."
I judged that I couldn't leave everything to Jung Jae-ho and contacted him.
It was because I thought he might end up trapped in an unhappy marriage instead of revenge.
Even in that case I could turn the revenge in a different direction, but...
It was better to expend the effort now than to kill one person or two.
Since we had come this far, it was best to explode it at the wedding.
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The Union Center for Christian NGOs in Yeonseo.
I had gone there to meet Jung Jae-ho.
Jung Jae-ho, a week before the wedding, was still dreaming of leaving for medical missionary work in the next month. This was proof that the shock had driven him mad.
"Whether things end up well or not, I will leave next month."
"You must be having a hard time, sir."
"......" (0 / 0 / -)
The prominent cheekbones, the hollow eyes.
Apparently Jung Jae-ho had tried various things and failed at all of them.
It wouldn't have been easy. In the end, what was needed was evidence.
But the swimmer who was Kim Yu-ra's first boyfriend had died in a car accident, and the med student I had one night with, Lee Do-hyun (now a doctor), had nothing to offer.
Of course Jung Jae-ho claimed he had a plan.
"I will refuse the vow." (0 / 0 / -)
Does the groom Jung Jae-ho promise to accept the bride Kim Yu-ra as his wife?
No.
So that's it. Simple, but not bad.
"The MC and the officiant will hurry things along. Still, Professor Jung Jae-ho will remain silent, and in the end the ceremony will be stopped. At that moment you can declare it. God cannot allow a false vow in front of Him. This marriage was not built on truth."
"Yes... exactly as I intend."
In normal circumstances one wouldn't answer "yes" mechanically.
The guest seats would stir, Kim Yu-ra would panic and drag things out, and everyone would ask "why?"
It wasn't a bad strategy at all, despite lacking catharsis. Jung Jae-ho could gain moral high ground by acting, and he could torment Kim Yu-ra endlessly. Kim Yu-ra's parents wouldn't side with their son to the end.
It wasn't bad.
"Sir. Was that your original plan?"
"Well..."
"You didn't fail to obtain the materials, did you?"
"......" (0 / 0 / -)
Materials, like audio files, photos, videos.
Since he didn't deny it, this was probably it.
Jung Jae-ho must have tried to obtain them somehow. To expose Kim Yu-ra's past at the peak of guest attention... and bury her socially forever. But he had failed in the end.
'Money can do anything. Not spending can do anything.'
I felt it again: he was a rare man. It wasn't that I dismissed him as naive for growing old; our ways of thinking were simply different.
But, truly, it was fortunate.
"I can help you."
"Really...?" (0 / 0 / -)
Jung Jae-ho extended his hand as if in desperation, then lowered his arm again.
It seemed he had misunderstood. That I had recorded or secretly taken photos of Kim Yu-ra during our relationship...
And that I was a crazy bastard who would personally deliver them to him.
I had nothing like that. I had never even created it.
"Daniel Mbongo. Do you remember him?"
"The black man..."
"Yes. After Mbongo returned to Kenya, he married the woman his family chose. Of course it wasn't something he obtained from Mbongo himself. ...As I mentioned before, he is the kind of person who looks out for number one. Still, he sometimes recalls memories with Kim Yu-ra."
The Kenyan friend Mbongo was surprisingly sweet.
Kim Yu-ra, on the other hand, had treated him as disposable, but Mbongo was not that kind of person. If I asked Mbongo to sell Kim Yu-ra's past, he would obviously refuse.
But Mbongo's wife was different.
"Stella Wainga."
Stella Wainga was from the Kikuyu tribe, not the Luo tribe that Mbongo belonged to.
Their arranged marriage had been the worst...
First of all, the cultural gap between tribes was huge.
Meanwhile, recent economic hardship had turned Mbongo unemployed, and Stella was openly taunting him, treating him like a worthless husband. She had even insulted a Korean woman Mbongo had met in university as a whore on her own account.
"Stella Wainga also holds prejudice against East Asians. Because of China's Belt and Road Initiative, the Kikuyu tribe... that's her tribe. The Kikuyu leaders suffered land expropriation. Stella Wainga's father lost his land to Chinese capital at that time."
"How did you...?"
How did I know that? This question came up especially often lately.
I simply gathered and interpreted information that was neither secret nor overlooked. What else was there to say?
I couldn't tell if I was strange or if people were just naive.
Either way, the important thing was not Mbongo's relationship.
"Through Stella Wainga you can obtain what you need."
"Is that... really possible?" (0 / 0 / -)
"Yes. I've chatted with her for a few days."
Stella Wainga, Mbongo's wife, was a woman who wouldn't miss the chance to ruin a Korean woman's marriage to a once-passionate husband (by casually flipping through her husband's memory notebook) with a light effort. I had already planted the seeds.
"If you want, I can connect you."
"Even if I say that... Sung-hyun, why do you hate Yu-ra so much? It can't be just because you're sorry for me."
"It's not hate. It's that I can't stand it."
It wasn't the kind of hate that made me want to kill her, but I couldn't stand her. When I saw a way, I saw it even more clearly. I could explain it no other way.
Jung Jae-ho hesitated for a while, then asked.
"I want evidence. How should I do it?"
Jung Jae-ho's eyes faintly lit up...
He seemed to really want to stop it.
I could guess what wave of chaos he was about to unleash. But the person involved didn't seem to care.
I gave Jung Jae-ho some advice.
[Jung Jae-ho] Using the method you told me, I've obtained it.
The next day this message came.
Wedding was only six days away.
Of course I was also planning to attend as a guest.