On my birthday, my younger sister, who had once run away with the man who was supposed to become my husband, came back.

“Is it alright if I stay at the main house, unnie?”

Just as my hand was about to fly at her shameless request, an unexpected man cut in.

“No. That would be a problem.”

My younger brother’s best friend. The ultimate jerk who’s a master at getting under people’s skin—Lenoch Diorn!

“Stupid and cute, aren’t you? Are you just going to get humiliated like this? Getting dragged into a reunion with your sister who returned after three years?”

At his teasing whisper, I instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck.

“You're finally here, darling.”

Not realizing I was stepping right into a mess of my own making.