His Love is Like A Rose

"I'll offer you thirty million, if you leave my son."

The voice of the overbearing boyfriend's mother was like that of an angel from heaven.

"No problem."

I smiled brightly, eager with anticipation.

But to make my future laziness more comfortable, I made a small suggestion.

"Madam, perhaps if you were to increase the amount of money and allow me to be included in your household register, it would put an end to your son's thoughts about me entirely."

I found myself in the role of a surrogate dream girl in a domineering president novel, a character who existed solely in the realm of…