Trapped Marriage With the CEO

worn to enhance her appearance. They had become an obstacle, making it difficult for her t

un

o her. Escaping from them was truly frustrating.

.. What sh

arched for a hiding place, moving slowly an

drap,

ing to a stop. It indicated that the person chasing her had ceased runn

he cars to see where Nico and Sora were heading

remony. Our family's good name will be tarnished, and Fath

sing as cover. Lunar lifted her head cautiously, support

though she had not chosen this marriage, she still did

nly someone would believe her words and call off th

where the family gathered. After this, she would be wandering the streets in he

he was taken aback when the trunk suddenly

he sound of footsteps grew closer, and with nowhere else to hide, she decided to conc

scovered by anyone. No one could fathom ho

eone had just stepped inside. Lunar expected it to

here was someone near her. It seemed the person had just place

anket open

d to cover herself. Would she be discovered so soon? She hoped whoever it was didn

, the car door

case down, why is

voice and another with a deep, masculine voice. It was not the

outs would remain unknown, inhaling and ex

runk of the car i

of the car trunk being closed. Lunar caut

away. She had managed to escape from Nico and Sora, but now

ted marriage. She had to free herself as soon as possible to avoi

n't remain curled up for long and survive in the stuffy room. The narrow and dark space made

suitcase beside her, she discovered an opening. It wasn't clear what was inside, but she could imagine

d, especially considering the car was parked at the hotel. It was no longer surprising. Though she had

se. In a burst of frustration, she pounded on the trunk lid, hoping someone wo

*

re closing his eyes. He merely wanted to rest for a moment, but a sound coming from the trunk of his car caught his attention. It had been persistently loud, as if someone were

ecretary Ham, who was

look

ctory answer from his secretary,

a little p

d his tie. "Seems like I need to res

ression to ensure that what he heard was not just a figment

r voice that had disturbed him. He gently massage

ilding. A crowd of journalists had already gathered, eager

in the near future. Their relationship had been going on for a lo

the car first and ope

after just a few steps, the journalists swarmed around him. He had to

there. Were the voices coming from the reporters? It seemed he should check hi

lent. Everyone's gaze was fixed in one direction—the back of the car. They began walking

unk, revealing the source of the noise. Their eyes widened as they saw someone i

renched in sweat as she struggled to catch her breath. She

ed contents of his luggage inside the trunk. Secretary Ham quickly closed the trunk, preventing any jou

ing her appearance. Unbeknownst to anyone, this question would lead to a publi