Then let’s begin. Are you ready to be my second husband?

Back to the car wreck. The rain. The police lights.

Madame Cha’s smile freezes. For the first time, fear flickers across her face.

Your payment. Now, do us both a favor and sleep in the guest room.

The guest nods. But Madame Cha’s eyes say: It’s a trap.

The Cha family estate. Immaculate gardens. A facade of perfection.

Love you? Don’t be ridiculous. You’re a business transaction. My mother needed a daughter-in-law who wouldn’t ask questions. You needed money for your mother’s hospital bills. It’s simple.