The Perfect Boyfriend [Daragon]

Epilogue: Chapter 2

"What about this?" I asked, showing myself to Jiyong through the video call. I am at the photo studio right now, which was a guest room we converted into one. His Dad requested for a picture of me in a wedding gown because apparently, he wanted to see me in on before he dies. He had continuously apologized in me for not going to be present in Jiyong and I's wedding and I had to tell him it's okay with an embarrassed face-all the time.

I was wearing one of the white dressed in the palace, which are reserve dresses for special occasions. One of the housemaids tied my hair into an elegant bun while another one put make-up on my face. The gardener made a bouquet for me to hold and Pollux set up the camera for me. Wherever I look, I can see Jiyong in his white tux.

He grins. "You look beautiful."

"Consider yourself lucky." I said, pointing at him using the bouquet.

He held both of his cheeks. "I am a very lucky man."

"Jiyong! Father's ready." I heard his sister shout.

I readied myself and the wedding procession started immediately. I walked-or maybe the camera walked along the aisle. Jiyong was waiting with a smile-his full mega-watt smile that could light up the whole world-beside the altar. His family was there too and I almost broke into tears when I saw his father. He was riding a wheelchair, limp and not moving. His head was set to one side and his whole body was very pale. His heart must've having difficulty on pumping blood.

It was not even a real ceremony but I heard Jiyong's mother crying along with my great grandmother. Pollux stifled a laugh with what was happening. Jiyong's mother was crying his name while my great grandmother was crying out mine.

As soon as the camera reached the end, Jiyong kissed me through the camera. But before he could walk me to the priest, there was chaos and I watched as his father collapse in front of me.

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Even in the wake and funeral, I was there because Jiyong insists the call. I would cry along and even did a eulogy for his father because for the past four years of my relationship with Jiyong, I was grateful. I was grateful because he wasn't like the other rich fathers and that he accepted me as I am.

Jiyong sets his phone on the speaker and I started my eulogy. "He asked me to call him father before but I never did and now I regret I didn't because that was the only favour he asked of me." I paused. "When Jiyong and I first dated, he immediately introduced me to his family and there, I immediately told myself I wasn't the right girl for him and that I would never be at par with him. I was talking loudly that time and his father heard what I was saying. And I could never forget when he said that, "Sandara, you may never have enough money to show the world you're worthy, but you have all the riches to show your world that you are worthy. A man would be lucky to find you and I am very glad my son was that man. The world may tell you things that can downgrade you but remember that it was Jiyong who begged for your hand not you." He smiled at me and then continued. "And that's the greatest secret you could keep and be proud with it because the Kwon men are men with pride."

Everyone laughed and began to look at Jiyong, who had a grin plastered on his face.

"Before I haven't met my father and he stood up as one for me. He pays for the school fees that I forgot to pay and cooks food for me." I paused because Jiyong had shouted, "He never did that to me!"

I smiled and continued, "But most of all, he loved me as if I as his own. His love would never be replaced by the amount of riches in the world and if I would be reborn a thousand times, I still want him to be my father-in-law-if only if Jiyong would still love me if we were reborn a thousand times."