AAE -- Wishes Of The Heart

Chapter 12

by LoveCR2

edited by All-About-AAE

 

" He's the man I've waited for, the man I'm going to marry ... Yoon Hyung-Chul." -- Park So-Won

 

 

GIMPO INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT, SEOUL ...

 

A tall, slender young woman, stylishly dressed and stunningly beautiful, pauses at the exit from Customs into the airport arrival hall.

 

"Ready, So-Won?" asks the pudgy middle-aged agent at her right. His brown suit is rumpled, and his face shows fatigue from the rough 14-hour flight.

 

"When am I not ready?" she sniffs haughtily.

 

"No questions. No autographs. We just put on a show, and get some attention," he reminds her. "We don't want to get mobbed."

 

"My fans love me," she replies. "Why shouldn't I indulge them a bit?"

 

"Stick to the plan. Got it?" he insists, then nods to the two beefy security men, dressed in all black. They push open the doors and step through.

 

 

In the arrival hall, a gaggle of entertainment media reporters and photographers, tipped off by the agent of the impending arrival, occupy strategic posts, microphones and cameras at the ready, to record the event for tomorrow’s headlines.

 

A crowd of adoring fans has already gathered along the fence, some holding up cell phones or digital cameras, others waving hand-written signs for attention, in the hopes of scoring an autograph. But most just point and stare.

 

"Park So-Won! ... Park So-Won! ..." the rhythmic chant spontaneously breaks out when the actress/model -- renowned for her 'voted best legs in Korea' -- appears. Curious passersby, hearing the commotion, hurry toward the massing crowd, anxious not to miss the spectacle, astonished by their unexpectedly lucky opportunity to be in the presence of one of South Korea’s top celebrities.

 

A continuous barrage of electronic flashes envelopes So-Won as she smiles and waves to her adoring fans. The agent, keeping a hand securely on her elbow, directs her forward at a quick pace, trailed by a second pair of security guards. She strides gracefully, her famous legs looking a mile long in sky-high sandals and abbreviated miniskirt. They move toward a opening in the fence, where the advance security team is easing a passageway through the fawning throng.

 

One reporter calls out over the din: "Miss Park So-Won, why did you return to Seoul?"

 

The agent responds for her: "We’ll make a press announcement."

 

Another reporter shouts: "Does this mean you’re reuniting with Kim Byung-Bin?"

 

"No comment," the agent answers curtly, but So-Won stops short, shaking his hand off.

 

"I have a message for that jerk," she addresses the question directly. "Tell him I've come back for a man ten times better!"

 

After a scant moment for her words to sink in, the crowd goes wild with speculation and surges forward. The agent grabs So-Won's arm again and forcibly propels her through the crowd, protected by a closed-in box of security guards.

 

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After they are secure in the waiting limo, the agent questions So-Won: "What did you think you were doing back there?"

 

She smiles, "You wanted a show, didn't you? Well, now we have the attention of everyone in Seoul."

 

"Why haven't you ever mentioned this to me before? Who is this guy?"

 

"We met at Cambridge years ago; he's the most handsome and decent man I've ever known," she reveals. "He's the reason I am who I am today, the first and only one I've ever loved with my whole heart. He's the man I've waited for, the man I'm going to marry ... Yoon Hyung-Chul."