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Daddy, I Don’t Want to Marry 1
Hong Heesu
Translation by J.Y Lim
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product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to
actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.
Daddy, I Don’t Want to Marry Volume 1
© Hong Heesu 2019 / SHINYOUNG MEDIA All rights reserved.
First published in Korea in 2019 by Shinyoung Media Service, INC.
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Content
VOLUME I
PROLOGUE
I
Successful Breakup
2
What You Do to Me
3
What I’ve Done
4
Chosen Partner
5
As Planned
Prologue
WHEN the girl was young, her mother passed away. Her only
remaining family member was her father who never stayed home long
enough for her to notice. For as long as she could remember, the girl was
alone and left to fend for herself. I want to see Father, she decided one
day. The girl who yearned for the company of her only family member
secretly went to meet him. However, what she received was a cold
response.
“Why did you come here?”
“I-I…”
With a thundering voice, the man scolded the girl on the verge of tears.
“Don’t come here ever again!”
The girl didn't expect him to welcome her for she was used to his cold
indifference, but this sharp memory left a deep scar. She grew up
knowing she had no place in her father’s heart. With a wounded heart, the
girl grew older and made her debut in high society. Her grand debutante
ball was held in the absence of her father. She eventually left the banquet
hall feeling miserable. He didn’t come because he’s ashamed of me…
right? she thought, her heart breaking to pieces.
As she cried to herself, a man appeared before her and consoled her
tenderly.
“Why do you shed tears, my lady?”
His words were warm and his gaze attentive. For the man, it may have
been an act of kindness he gave to anyone. But for the girl who had been
starved of intimacy for so many years, it felt like a savior had descended
from above. After that fateful day, she followed him like a shadow,
begging for his love and affection until she succeeded in becoming his
lover.
“I’ll give you anything you want. All you have to do is love me,” he once
said, and she was happy for it. It’s as if her dreams finally came true. But
reality strayed from her wishes for he later sang a different tune. “I don’t
need your love anymore. Truthfully, I’ve fallen in love with the princess.
Let’s break up.”
He said goodbye to the girl whose only dream was to marry him. After
their three-year relationship ended, the breakup left her devastated.
“Even you… abandoned me. I’ll never forgive you.”
After some time passed, the princess who stole her lover consumed
poison at a banquet and fell into a deep coma. This posed a problem
because many witnessed the person who gave the poisoned cup to the
princess.
“You! Did you try to hurt her?”
The girl who blossomed into a beautiful woman frantically shook her
head. Although she loathed the princess for stealing the man she loved,
she never wanted to hurt her. She simply handed the cup to the princess
because she had asked for a drink to quench her thirst.
“No, it wasn’t me!” she pleaded. But no one believed her. The
circumstances surrounding this incident, as well as her usual conduct,
marked her as the only culprit.
When this truth became certain, the emperor ordered in anger, “Take
that wicked girl to the underground prison! Now!”
But no one moved to receive his orders. Perhaps this was because
standing behind the woman was an even more fearful figure than the
emperor himself.
“Father…”
Although he’d always been indifferent towards her, they were still of
blood. The woman sobbed while latching onto his hand. Despite his age,
he looked like a young man.
“Father, I really didn’t...”
He brushed her off, and her eyes widened in astonishment.
Duke Floyen stared at the emperor. “I’ll personally arrest her.”
The emperor, wary of the transcendent man in front of him, sighed.
“How can I trust you? I know you’ll only cause trouble!”
“You’ll have no choice but to trust me if I lock her up in the Room of
Shadows,” Duke Floyen said to appease his anger.
The Room of Shadows was a prison cell that confined the most
unforgivable sinners. Neither magic nor weapons could break through it,
making it notorious for being a prison the worst offenders could never
escape from. Only immediate members of the royal family could freely
open and close its doors, and in this situation, imprisoning her meant
that the duke was giving up on his daughter.
How could you do this to me? Father…
Filled with despair, the woman was led underground by her cold-
hearted father. A fishy smell pervaded the cold, musty air. Entering the
cold prison walls for the first time in her life was petrifying. But the most
frightening of all was the Room of Shadows shrouded in darkness.
The woman decided to try her luck before entering the cell. “Father, I
really…”
“Go in.”
Although she called out to him in distress, an icy voice met her. The
woman felt an indescribable amount of agony as tears trickled down her
cheeks and splattered onto the ground.
I’ve been abandoned… truly…
Her father reached into his coat to hand her something in passing
before pushing her into the cell and calmly said, “Endure.”
When the door closed, keeping out his stony voice, a bright light formed
a circle and a large geometric pattern appeared. It was a powerful
enchantment used to block the entrance.
After confirming what her father had given her, the woman was seized
by misery and desperation.
Why did you give me this…? Do you want me to kill myself? Father…
As the cold air inside the cell settled on her skin, so did the reality of his
abandonment. The woman clutched the dagger her father gave her and
cried silently. After some time passed, the crown prince approached the
woman fatigued by frustration and misery. As a direct descendant of the
royal family, he was able to freely enter the cell. The prince, dressed in
black armor, was a renowned bloodthirsty war fanatic.
“I came to interrogate the sinner who harmed my sister. Get out of my
way,” he commanded the guards.
Though he had a sour relationship with his half-sister, it was unlikely
that this man was here to save her. He probably desired to torture her;
he’s known to enjoy torturing people.
The appearance of the prince clad head to toe in black armor as the
rumors described him to be made the woman afraid. As she trembled in
fear, the guards spoke cautiously. “Y-Your Highness. We apologize, but
His Majesty hasn’t approved the interrogations yet.”
The prince laughed abruptly, the sound so terrifying even the guards
trembled. “Why, do you think I’ll murder her in cold blood?”
There was a brief silence. It was a wordless affirmation.
Eventually, the prince continued. “Shall I chop off your heads first
before interrogating her?”
When the guards pressed their lips into a thin line, he laughed
maniacally.
“The prisoner will only speak nothing but the truth if she suffers
extreme pain on the verge of death.” The prince turned to the woman.
“Don’t worry. I won’t kill you.”
