XXL Wife's Counterattack, I'm Born a Noble Lady

I got this. Wedding with David in one month? I'm gonna shred these pounds and be the hottest bride ever. Sweetie, slow down on that bike. You're the Smith Air Air. You can have anything you want. Why torture yourself cycling to work? Miss Jennifer, please, just eat something. Food from now on. I'm shedding pounds. If you agree, I come the Intutter Smith Gieplung to you till you never need to get up early for gones. Besides, what's so good about David? You even hide your real identity just to be with him. Dad, you don't understand. David is the only man who never judges me for being overweight. I love him, and I want to marry him. As long as he's good to you, I'll give you my blessing.

Albert, spread the word. On the wedding day, promote David to general manager. If my bobe's happy, I'll do anything. That's great. Oh my God, was that an earthquake? Oh wait, just the fat girl walking by. She cycles to work every day, ring of sweat. How could director David even be with someone like her? No one would even want to have sex with her. I will lose weight successful and never bring shame to David. Honey, your body's gorgeous. A million times better than that pig Jennifer. Darling, when are you dumping that fatto? How do you break up with someone you were never with? Wasn't she the one shamelessly clinging to me? And she's still expecting to marry you in a month.

Where does a broke, fat girl get that kind of confidence? Probably fat clogged her brain. Don't worry. My bride's gonna be you. A stupid pig like that could never be worthy. You are so bad, but I love it. I never liked her from day one. She kept clinging to me, acting as my free maid. Plain poor thing. She could never compare to you, the heiress of the Miller family. I've endured so many jokes being with her all these years. The HR of Smith Group called me personally. The general manager position is mine now. Emily, thank you for helping me get this job. Of course. You know Smith Group is the world's top enterprise. GM here isn't for just anyone. Went through so much trouble for you.

Thanks, honey. As for the wedding, don't you want to see Jennifer humiliated in public? I plan to make her wear a pink fluffy dress and dance for us. I can't wait for that. David, I've treated you so well yet you cheat on me. What, am I wrong? Jennifer, look at yourself. Ugly and filthy. Every second looking at you makes me sick. Sleeping with you was like bedding a pig. A pig like you trying to steal my man? Maybe fit into a size 4 first? Then we can talk. When we got together you said you didn't care about my body. Now you're GM and I'm a pig? You made everything I gave you a joke! So you nursed me when I was sick? Paid off some debt? Big deal.

You think you could land me a GM spot like Emily did? Exactly. David's future GM and me, Miller and Russ. We're a power couple. You think the GM spot came from her? Of course she did! Could it possibly be you, this useless unwanted fat-o? Look, David's scolding that fat girl. She deserves it. How dare she pester him looking so hideous. I'd kill myself if I were her. Totally agree. Seeing her face ruins my appetite every morning. Boss, here's the file for the partnership meeting. Also, the top-grade pink diamond you won for Miss Jennifer at the European auction arrived. Gift for her wedding? Yes. I've loved Jennifer for ten years.

I planned to confess my feelings after solidified my CEO position, but she already had something. I want her happy, even if it's not with me. Look at her not leaving, like a stray dog that won't shake off. If it weren't for me, you'd never work here. Jennifer, get the hell out of Smith Group. You're fired! David, you don't have the authority to fire me. Oh my god, has she lost it? A broke fat-o biking to work thinks she's some big shot? I'm Smith Group's GM now. Wave my hand, thousands come running. How could I not fire a little nobody like you? Stop kidding yourself. Clung to me for years, now you think you can call shots for me? David, I'm so disappointed in you.

You don't deserve what I gave you. Don't deserve that position. You dare blame me? Let me teach you a lesson. Stop. Who allowed you to lay a hand on her? Michael? Mr. Michael Johnson, are you here for business talks? The meeting room is next door. This is Johnson Group's CEO. He controls half the country's economy with family status second only to Smith. I applied dozens of times, never got a meeting. Last time security threw me out. Mr. Michael, what an honor to run into you here. David Brown, who gave you the guts to touch Jennifer? Mr. Michael, you know her? She's a low-character employee. Kept harassing me, just got fired. Low-character?

Looks like you're the one with character issues, or you think being GM-to-be lets you do whatever? Mr. Michael, everyone in the company knows her reputation. Total cancer to Smith Group. I'm cleaning house for the company. Still lying, David? You know Johnson Group's a shareholder in Smith Group. GM appointments need my signature. Someone with your character? Not qualify for the job. What? No. Michael, this is none of your business. You don't need to make trouble for a fat woman like me. I'm personally appointed by Smith HQ. Even as a guther, you can't target a talent they handpick. Then do you know who she is? She is... Michael, stop talking. I'm fine. You're still protecting him? Fine.

Everyone out! Lucky day, you little bitch. Michael, free for coffee today? Out. Jennifer, lucky you today. Michael saved you. But show your face again. I'll show the whole world how trashy you are. David, remember what you said today. Hm. Your house, your car, your precious GM spot. I gave you all of it. Hope when I take it all back, you don't come crawling like a dog. Immediately reclaim the apartment and car I privately gifted to David. Yes, Miss Jennifer? Jennifer, don't be sad. Thanks for today. But Michael, don't tell my dad. Why? Don't want dad worrying. What I gave away, I should take back myself. I'll help you. Laugh like everyone else? Mock me for being fat? For falling for a jerk?

Because, Jennifer, I like you. Stop joking. I know you're trying to make me feel better. I'm just a pig everyone laughs at. Alright, thanks for today. I'm heading home. I'm serious. Jennifer, I've seen you every which way. I care about you, not anything else. But, I'm over 300 pounds, wheeze when I walk, not pretty. Everyone hates me. How could anyone like me? They don't. I do. Jennifer Smith, fat or thin, pretty or ugly, I only want you. Can you give me a chance? Jennifer, thank you for trusting me. That fatso getting coffee throws through in her face today was hilarious. Snot and tears everywhere, like a pathetic clown.

If that busy Betty Michael hadn't butted in, I'd have made her kneel and lick my feet. That Michael Johnson actually wiped her face with a handkerchief. No looks, no family background. Michael probably just didn't want her jumping off the building and tanking stock prices. You're pretty right. What are you doing? That's my place. Why are you throwing my stuff out? David Brown? That's me. Who told you to touch my things? Following Miss Jennifer's orders, we're reclaiming this apartment in the black Mercedes downstairs. Take your stuff and leave ASAP. What, Miss Jennifer? Jennifer, that fat pig rented this place for me. Who are you to kick me out? Are you okay, darling?

Must be that fat pig Jennifer pulling strings. I knew it. She loves me so much, just trying to get my attention. Had her people toss my stuff so I'd call her. That's the only trick this poor woman knows. Thinks a simple apartment is such a precious treasure. I don't need this rented dump anymore. Let's go. Hand over the car key. Damn, Jennifer. I'm Smith Group GM soon. I'll have everything. Don't need this junker. Ugly, broke fatty. Wait till I see you next. I'll teach you a lesson. Miss Jennifer, car re-acclaimed. Apartment cleared out, too. David, this is just step one. You owe me plenty more. Picking you up for working tomorrow morning. Wait for me. Okay. I'll slim down within a month.

Then at David's proudest moment, his wedding. I'll shred his GM dream with my own hands. And won't let down one who truly loves me. Darling, tomorrow's our wedding. That fatos won't cause trouble, right? She got the guts? A powerless loser. Though, probably crying somewhere, begging me not to leave. After all, I'm the best she could get. Perfect. Everyone will think I'm beautiful and elegant compared to her. If she admits her mistakes, I might let her be our maid. Personally serve you. Should we send invite to Smith family's mysterious heiress? Mr. Smith's only daughter's never shown her face. Would she come? I'm Smith Group GM soon. Future right hand to the heiress.

If she comes, huge boost for me. If not, no loss. You're right. Michael, do I look good? Gorgeous. Miss, this is the wedding invitation sent by Mr. David Brown. Sure, I'll be there. Hope he won't regret it. David, congratulations. Getting married and promoted to Smith Group GM today. Bright future ahead. Smith Group recognized my abilities. Plus my fiancé Miss Emily's career support. David's my husband. Of course I'll support him. David really landed a great wife. Outstanding family. So beautiful. A match made in heaven. David, I hid who I was. Gave you everything. Only got humiliation and disgust in return. Today, you'll pay for your ignorance.

I still remember that chubby girl who used chase after David. riding a cheap bike covered of sweat all the time. Exactly. How could she ever compete with young lady Emily from the Miller family? No one would even take a second glance at her. Today's my and David's wedding, let's not mention that pig, would ruin everyone's appetite. Jennifer probably didn't dare come. probably hugging her belly fat, crying in some corner. I said I didn't dare come. That's Michael Johnson? CEO of Johnson Group? Oh my god, he's actually at David's wedding. It's really him. I saw him from the fart once. Who's that lady with him? This miss is prettier than the bride. Poison figure.

Emily already next to her looks like a barn chicken. Michael Johnson. What's he doing here? Figures he can't shake my position at Smith Group trying to make peace. See? Michael came to our wedding personally. Must regret giving me a hard time over that fatty Jennifer last time. But that woman with him, who is she? Probably Michael's latest fling. Man at his level, surrounded by women. Mr. Michael! Didn't expect you'd make time for my wedding and your busy schedule! Mr. Michael, about last time in the lounge, I was too impulsive. You coming today, is this your way of making amends? Too kind! I'm not petty. Let's work together more in the future. Make amends? I'm not here for you.

Receive such respect from Mr. Michael! May I ask which noble family you belong to? I don't think I've ever met you before. Sent me the wedding invitation. Have you forgotten already? If I had ever seen someone as beautiful as you, I would surely remember. So please, tell me. Jennifer. No wonder Michael Johnson accompanied her personally. Looks like we really need to suck up to David. Smith family's heiress at his wedding. Personally, what an honor! Jennifer Smith. The Smith Enres actually came to my wedding. Good thing that dead fad it didn't show. My good days are coming. Compared to Smith family, my Miller family isn't fit to shine her shoes. No, gotta find a way to get on her good side.

Jennifer! So you're the Smith Enres. This is such an honor to have you grace my wedding. Speaking of which, Miss Smith, your name's the same as my ex's. Also Jennifer. Guess we're really destined. Same name? What about your looks? How could she compare to you? That was a broke, ugly, dead fatty. Over 300 pounds, wheezing when she walked, reeking of sweat, clinging to me hamlessly. Wanted to puke every time I saw that. Nothing like you, Miss Smith. Your sugar, poise, looks, plus that outstanding family. Absolutely the most beautiful woman in the world. So this was always your true face. Greedy and vicious. I found out too late. I see. Today's your wedding. I prepared a gift too.

Oh my god, wonder what good stuff Miss Smith brought. This is your gift? Plan to make her wear a pink fluffy dress and dance for us. I can't wait for that. What, don't like it? I picked it out specially based on your vibe. Love it, love it. How could we not love something from Miss Smith? Are you crazy? She's the Smith errant. Offend her, we're finished. If you don't like it, forget it. I, I, put it on. Since it's a wedding gift, wearing it shows appreciation. You don't want to? Michael, doesn't seem like you're welcome here. Then let's go. No, don't go, you two rest first. I'll take her to change right now. You think I want this, but she's the Smith errant air.

If you don't wear it today, offend the Smiths. What if it affects my promotion? David. Wedding? Without Smith family's approval, you don't even qualify to stay in this city. Grown woman in a pink puffy dress. My daughter's Barbie dolls dress better. Miller family's heiress. So embarrassing. Look, she's wearing it. Gorgeous. This dress was made for her. Perfect. As long as you're satisfied, I, did I unintentionally offend you somewhere? If I did anything to upset you before, I apologize. Unintentional? No. You did it on purpose. Who have you hurt before? I never did anything bad. I have never even met you before. No matter what mistakes I made, it's all my fault. Please forgive me.

Want my f- Your husband's pretty handsome. I just thought your husband looked familiar. Like I've seen him somewhere. The GM appointment letter. Come find me personally. Let's go, Michael. Too noisy here. She said, You're pretty handsome. Looked familiar. Nothing. What else? Came to my wedding specially. Called me handsome. Heiress wants me to find her personally for the appointment letter. Alone? Is she into me? If I land Jennifer Smith, the whole Smith group is mine. Emily, wrap up the wedding yourself. I got stuff to do. Fun today? Meh. Just collecting some interest. Touching, not doing anything. Put me down. Don't squ- Pervert. Let me hold you for a while, Jennifer.

I truly love you deeply. What? You can't perform? Dear Jennifer. Jennifer, no distractions. Get ready for the next- Come in. Doors open. Miss Smith? Sorry to keep you waiting. Put him on the table. Miss Smith, You asked me here alone. Is it- Is there something personal beyond the GM position you want to discuss? Personal? What do you think is personal? Miss Smith, you said at the wedding I looked familiar, told me to find you personally for the appointment letter. Are you into me? Just a little? Especially? What do you think? I knew it! Miss Smith, no, Jennifer, I- I thought you were special the first time I saw you. Even more beautiful than at the wedding today. You said you're good.

Want that GM spot. Then, show me your best stuff? She really has feelings for me. I'm so glad I broke up with that ugly fat woman long ago. Otherwise, she would ruin my bright future. Once I'm running Smith Group, I will drive her out of this city completely. I was too eager. Jennifer, wait for me. I won't disappoint you. I'm fully prepared now. I'm not great with sweet talk, but I can prove it with actions. Tonight is the turning point of my whole life. Darling, sorry to keep you waiting. W-what's up? Really outrageous. David Brown? This is Smith Group's future GM? What are you doing? I-I- This is a misunderstanding. Total misunderstanding.

Jennifer, why are there so many people in this room? David, what did you think I invited you here for? These two are Smith Group HR Director and Deputy Director. This is the Group VP. I brought them here to discuss your GM appointment on the spot. And what happens? I'm discussing business with executives. You walk out of the bathroom in a towel, saying, darling, sorry to keep you waiting. I-I- I misunderstood. I thought when you said best stuff, you meant that... Meant what? Say it. Outrageous. Absolutely outrageous. Miss Smith gave you a chance, and you pull this filthy stunt. Character like this, how can you be Smith Group GM? I demand the appointment be postponed. No! Don't!

This really is a misunderstanding! I-I-I apologize to Miss Smith! Apologize to everyone! Miss Smith, this person, we firmly oppose him as GM. Right, not even fit to be a regular employee. Hmph. Gentlemen are right. The appointment? Let's shelve it. Finally back? I'm tired. We can talk about everything tomorrow. David, you said tomorrow? You left me alone at the ballroom! You know how those guests looked at me? You know how humiliating that was? Told you already. Work emergency. What kind of emergency makes you ditch your own wedding? If I'd known you were this kind of scumbag, I'd never have married you! I can't lose her yet. She's still air-sys of the Miller family. I can't anger her.

Of course it's about me becoming GM. Why would I lie? Really? Yes. Just want to get promoted faster, give you the good life, make you proud. I'll give you one more chance. But you owe me an apology for today or I'll... Does David Brown live here? Yes, I'm his wife. And you are? Hi, I'm Miss Smith's secretary. This is your underwear you left in the hotel room. Miss Smith asked me to return it personally. David? Brown? What on earth is this? Listen to me. This is a misunderstanding. She said, come get the appointment letter and show her my best stuff. I thought... But nothing happened. Really, nothing happened. Nothing happened and your underwear ends up in her room?

David, you think I'm three years old? It's true. Believe me. Jennifer was playing me. She called three executives plus a reporter. She set me up to look like a fool. I didn't even touch her. Even if you two did nothing... Nothing happened. Why can't you understand? Apartment. Now, get out! Honey, listen to me. I really never betrayed you. Miss Smith framed me deliberately. I didn't dare refuse her request so I went to the hotel. You know how much I value this job. Right, Emily. You said you got me the GM spot. Can you pull some strings again? Talk to those executives? Smooth things over? Even a manager position would work for now. Emily, why aren't you saying anything?

Didn't you get me the GM position? How would I know how he got the GM spot? Back then, I bragged in front of him, said I had connections, new people, my uncle could help. Truth is, I just heard him say Smith Group's HR called him personally. So I rolled with it, claimed the credit, and he actually bought it. Emily, did you ever actually help me? You're talking to me like this. Why should I help you? You messed up your own mess? Now you come begging me for help, yelling at me? David Brown, who do you think you are? Baby, my bad. That Smith kick got me all messed up. I spoke too fast. You're my wife. You're the only one I can count on. You want me to be GM too, right?

I'll go beg Miss Smith's forgiveness. You pull some strings too. The spot's still mine. Either way, David's lasted this long at Smith Group. Made it to director. He must have skills. Maybe this was just a misunderstanding. Fine. I'll have my family look into it. You go apologize to Miss Smith too. I knew you were the best. I intentionally leaked that the GM spot's already locked down by me. David's still counting on Emily to help him get his GM job back. I can't wait to see their faces when they find out the truth. That's gonna be hilarious. Well? What'd you find out? My dad asked around at Smith Group. Word is the GM spot's been secretly held back by the heiress. Not taking any outsidery.

Didn't think my dad could actually dig up anything. What? The heiress held it back? She ordered long ago to leave the spot for her most important person. It must be me! Emily, she keeps this position specially for me! Doesn't it feel odd? If she truly wanted to give you, why humiliate you and make things so complicated? You don't get it! This is the heiress testing me. Seeing if I've got the skills, the drive, the GM spot is mine. Jennifer could have any guy she wants. Why's she so into me specifically? Must be attracted to me. This chance, I gotta win her back. Miss Smith, please give me a chance to apologize! I misunderstood your intention yesterday.

I was too eager to prove myself and embarrassed you and all executives. I've reflected all night. I sincerely ask for your forgiveness and a second chance. Sure. I accepted your apology. But where's your sincerity? Miss Smith, that GM spot means everything to me. I'll do anything to make up for my mistake. What if I said, I want you to lose everything you have now? W-what? I'm just kidding. Let's see how you perform. Tonight, Smith International Restaurant. I'll be waiting. I'm still rooting for you. Don't let me down. I knew it. Yesterday, I just rushed it. The heiress still wants me. David, you still got a shot. This time, can't screw up.

Didn't he lose the GM spot yesterday for harassing the heiress? Why is he so happy? He fancies himself a romance drama hero, deluding himself that the heiress is into him. Laugh it up. Wait till I'm with the heiress running the whole Smith group. You'll all come crawling to suck up to me. Still cocky as ever. Let's see what David's willing to do for that GM spot. David Brown. He surely came as expected. Poor Emily. Her husband grovels at my feet shamelessly. Send word to Emily Miller. Tell her her husband invites her for a candlelight dinner here. Yes, Miss Smith. Miss Smith, you're here. Thank you. You look stunning tonight. No one in this restaurant can compare with you. Really?

Absolutely. I felt you were extraordinary the moment we met. Your noble aura is unmatched. I believe there is a special bond between us. Don't you agree? What kind of bond? That is, you're especially good to me and I'm especially into you. I once had a girlfriend. Plain and unattractive as she was, she waited on me hand and foot. It proves I possess unique personal charm. Oh? Where is that woman now? I dumped her. An ambitious man like me deserves genuine happiness. Like, someone outstanding like you. Miss Smith, thanks for this chance letting me prove myself. Maybe someday we could even become family. When you were with me, you went after Emily for her family status.

Now with a better option, you drop her without blinking. Selfish and greedy as always. But David, have you thought about something? What? There's no future for us. What? What do you mean? Though I have some feelings for you, you're married. Emily Miller's your wife. I can't be a homewrecker. We never got marriage license. What? That wedding was just a ceremony. Emily and I only had a church wedding. Never went to City Hall. Legally, I'm still single. Miss Smith, if you're willing, I can split with Emily anytime. David, what? David? What did you just say? What do you mean we never got our marriage license? Emily? How'd you get here? You fear being caught cheating?

I tried my best paying your way in Smith Group, and you turn your back on me the moment you meet the heiress? Keep your voice down. We are in public. Why? You dare act shamelessly yet fear judgment? This chick's catching him cheating? Who's that one? Enough with the scene. She's the Smith heiress. Offend her. we're both done for. She's stealing my man and I'm supposed to take it? Baby, you misunderstood. I'm sucking up to the heiress for your sake. What? Think about it. The GM spot's been held back by the heiress. If I get on her good side, it's locked in. Once I'm GM, you'll be the GM's wife. Who won't look up to you then? You really doing this for me? Sure. You're the only one in my heart.

With the heiress, I'm just playing along. Gotta believe me. Looks like you two have stuff to discuss. Then I won't intrude, leaving first. No! Miss Smith, don't go! How do I know what you two will do if I leave? Miss Miller's afraid I'll do something to your husband? Relax. Just kidding. I'm not into married men. Unlike some people who only go after other people's boyfriends. But since you're so worried, then let's eat together. Miss Miller, order whatever you want. My treat. No, I have no appetite. You traveled all this way just to watch your husband. How can you stay hungry? Miss Smith's quite the joker. Emily, order something. Don't waste Miss Smith's kindness. Water's fine.

Bring Miss Miller your signature steak, medium well. Told you I have no appetite. I pay the bill, so I make the decisions. David, you said your ex treated you like a maid. Seems you can't forget her. Always bringing her up. Uh, no, that woman was broke and fat, clinging to me shamelessly. I was stuck with her. No choice. Why bring up that fat ball again? How good was she to you? Why's she asking this? Want to know if I'm grateful? When I was sick, she nursed me for days without sleep. When I owed money, she emptied all her savings to pay it off. Cooked meals, waited for me to get off work. Yet you abandoned her eventually? She never matched my status. I deserve far better.

So if you find someone better, you'll dump me too? How could you think that, Emily? Don't misunderstand. Sounds like a devoted woman. You mentioned this fatty you talked about, same name as me. Ever think her last name might be Smith? What? What? Smith? How could that be? She said that fat I thought the last name was Miss Smith, don't joke like that. That fat, that Jennifer, she's a total loser. Biking to work on a junker, renting a place, can't even afford decent clothes. How could she be- Wait. She paid off hundreds of thousands of my debt? Where'd a loser get that kind of money? Unless, unless she was loaded all along? Impossible!

I saw that fat Jennifer, over 300 pounds, wheezing when she walked, reeking of sweat. Relax, why so tense? I was joking. How could I be some fatty if I gave someone everything, money and effort, but they betrayed me, humiliated me, threw me away like garbage, then I'd make sure those two wish they were dead. Look at you two scared stiff. What, you two actually did something shady, scared someone's coming to settle scores? How could that be? Miss Smith's quite the joker. Yeah, joking, real funny. This steak's overcooked, I don't like it. I'll have the kitchen make a new one. No need. Help me cut it into small pieces instead. My water has gone cold. I'll get you a hot one. No need.

Warm it with your hands first. Miss Smith, the waitfaff can handle this. I know. But I want him to do it. What? Unwilling? W-willing. Of course willing. David, you said your ex cooked for you? How's your cooking? I... not great. What a pity. I hoped you could cook dinner at my residence someday. I can learn. I actually have decent cooking talent. Spare the trouble. I doubt your ability to cook. I'm done. You two chat. Miss Smith, let me see you off. Stay with your wife. We can have private talks next time. She is clearly playing tricks on you. You grovel before her like a dog. Do you know how valuable this position is? Countless people dream of gaining favor from the Smith Endress.

You never acted like this before. You once said my family support was enough for you. But you don't want me to lose everything either, right? Right. How'd you know I was here? I... It was... Miss Smith's bodyguard came to notify me, said you wanted to have dinner with me. Wait, she did this on purpose? How'd it go? Watching David serve me like a dog felt pretty good, but... But what? Emily's getting suspicious. When I said that fat son might be named Smith, both their faces went white. So when are you telling them the truth? If I rip off his mask at David's promotion party, that'd be a memory he'd never forget. Sent someone to notify me, said you wanted dinner with me. I get it now.

She wanted me to see all this. Why'd she bring Emily here? If she's really into me, shouldn't she get Emily out of the picture? What's she really after? You still don't see? She's playing you. She gets off watching you circle her like a dog, watching us fight over her. Could it be? All of this was deliberate? Now that fatty Jennifer took back the house and car, I got nowhere to crash. Emily's family ain't much, but at least it's a roof. I can't lose Emily, but can't offend the IRS either. Still don't get why Miss Smith's playing me. Who are you calling? Miss Smith. Miss Smith, it's David. Did you deliberately send someone to inform Emily last night? I did. What's wrong?

Why would you do such a thing? David, you think I wanted to? I couldn't help it? I like you too much. Seeing you with her, it tears me up inside. I can't control myself from doing such awful things. What? What do you say? Sorry, I know it's wrong, but I just can't help myself. I won't do it again. Miss Smith, you really, you really feel that way about me? David, I've never felt this way about any man, but it's so wrong. Forget it, I shouldn't be around you anymore. Wishing you happiness? No, don't, Miss Smith. Actually, I really like you too. From the first moment I saw you, I knew you were the one fate meant for me. Really? Then come shopping with me tomorrow. I want to buy some stuff.

Okay, okay. What time tomorrow? I'll pick you up. So that's it. Just as dumb as that fat-o. Miss Smith, you're gorgeous today. This dress was made for you. This store's got lots of new jewelry pieces. Waiter, come here. Miss Smith, welcome. We just got several limited edition new arrivals. This one, this one, and that one. Let me see. These three are stunning. You like them, I'll buy them for you. Are you sure? What if I want more? Buy! Spending on you is my honor. This one, this one, this one, and those two next to them. Wrap them up. You've got great taste. These are all limited editions. This necklace nice. Miss Smith, this is our store's crown jewel featuring Wrap It Up. This watch, too.

All this. What? Didn't you just say spending on you is my honor? Yes, of course. Sir, total is $290,000. All right, that's all for today. Then, I drive you home? No need. Bodyguards will handle it. David, I'm very pleased. The GM spot is yours. And I'll personally host a promotion banquet in three days. Really, Jennifer? Thank you! But, remember to bring Emily. I need to see you two split with my own eyes. Or I might not believe you really like me, too. Once I land, Miss Smith, the whole group's mine. Went shopping? Guess how much I spent of his money today? How much? $300,000. You should have seen David's face, maxed out three cards, hands shaking. How much longer can he last?

He's nearly drained financially. His heart aches far worse than physical pain. What is this? Close your eyes. This is the crown piece from the European auction? Originally, planned to give it to you at your wedding with David. Back then, I thought as long as you're happy, I'd do anything. Even if the one standing beside you wasn't me. But it's different. now. I'm your man. David's got nothing left now. He'll cling to that GM spot like it's his only hope. And Emily, I'll make sure you taste humiliation at the banquet, too. Once this is over, we're getting married. Fine. Then let me serve you, darling. Looking forward to it. Back? Have fun shopping with the heiress? Anything to eat at home?

I haven't eaten much all day. What? You want me to cook for you? You're my wife. What's wrong with making a meal? I am Miller family's heiress. You wandered outside with another woman yet demand my service? Harris? What heiress? That Smith family's the real deal. You're just some small-time family that can't even get a foot in the door. You're not even as good as that fatty before. At least she could cook, take care of me, serve me comfortably. Don't expect me to wait on you like her. David Brown, get this straight. You're living in my house. If you miss that fatto so much, go find her. She gave me everything. She wasn't half as bossy as you. Should have just stuck with her. Say that again?

All right, all right. I'm just hungry. Can you at least order takeout? Can't you order yourself? My cards are maxised out. Bank account's empty too. How much did you spend today? Not much. David, how much? 300,000. Happy? But I'm gonna be GM soon. This amounts pocket change. David, are you insane? 300,000 on credit cards? How are you gonna pay that off? None of your business. Do you remember how you pursued me? You swore exclusive love and promised me a blissful life. Times have changed. You abandon our affection for a woman you just met recently? She's right. Emily was good to me before. Miller family ain't Smith, but at least they covered my back plenty.

But now, can't offend the heiress and Emily... All my efforts aim for our future. Miss Smith guaranteed my promotion, and a grand banquet will be held in three days. Really? And you're coming to the banquet with me. That proves it, right? Everyone will know you're my wife. Really? You're not lying? Then, I'll thank you in front of everyone for supporting my career. That settles it, right? Nothing going on between us. David, you promised. Don't lie to me. When have I ever lied to you? The banquet in three days? I gotta prepare. What dress? What jewelry? Right. Gotta call mom and a few besties. Why call so many people? Let them see how amazing my husband is. Smith Group GM, that's huge face.

Mom always said you're beneath me. This'll show her. And Linda, last gathering she was bragging about her husband's promotion. Even a promotion can't compare to you. She calling all these people? Will the heiress be upset? Whatever. The heiress said she wants to see us split at the banquet. More people, better. Everyone will know. Sure, whatever makes you happy. Just don't go overboard. This is a Smith Group banquet after all. I got it. I'm go. Call now. For my career, I have to wrong you. I hope you can understand. This red one's too flashy. Makes me look cheap? No, no. This white one's too plain. Doesn't show enough effort. This color... kinda similar to what the heiress wore last time?

Whatever. Who cares? Once I'm at that banquet, gotta let everyone know. I, Emily, am the Smith GM's wife. What heiress, what fado, none of them are my match. Heard Emily went dress shopping today. Made over a dozen calls, invited all her besties to David's promotion banquet. Perfect. More guests, create livelier scenes. Sure about revealing your true identity there? Not just reveal it. I want David to know from start to finish he's been dancing in my palm. Thinks he's chasing the iress, but he's actually chasing the girl he trashed and humiliated. What about Emily? Emily? She loves stealing other women's men, right? I'll let everyone see her getting dumped.

Just like she watched me being humiliated. Michael, am I being too cruel? Not cruel. Just collecting what they owe you. David's GM now. You'll be the GM's wife. Mom, told you I got good taste. Emily, you look incredible today. That dress is designer, right? It's alright. David insisted on buying it. Said I deserve the best. Oh my god, your husband's the best. Now Smith Group GM too. So jealous. Emily, our family's counting on you. Good opportunities come up. Don't forget your cousin. Don't worry. One word from David. Heard you're tight with the heiress. The heiress's does appreciate me. Can Emily tone it down? This is the heiress's banquet for me, not for her.

A woman like this really doesn't deserve to be with me. Ah, what were you saying? Sorry, zoned out. Your turn to be humiliated. The happier you are now, the worse it'll get. Ready? Completely set. Welcome all distinguished guests. Now let us welcome Miss Jennifer Smith. Thank you all for being here tonight. Tonight, the star of this banquet is Mr. David Brown. Let's invite Mr. Brown on stage first to share a few words. Mom, watch. David's gonna thank me. Without me, where would he be today? Of course. You did so much for him. Thank you all for coming tonight. Today, standing here getting the Smith Group GM position, I have someone to thank. David's about to thank me in front of everyone.

I'm the luckiest woman alive. Miss Miller seems pretty confident. Sure. Miss Smith, I'm I know you've got feelings for David, but he's my husband. With your conditions, you can have any man you want. Why go after someone else's? Miss Miller, you've got it wrong. The one who likes stealing other people's men isn't me. Good. I was afraid you'd mistake David's gratitude for something more. After all, I'm the most important woman in his life. Yeah, he used to tell me that too. What did you say? It's her who gave me a chance when I was at my lowest. Her who saw my abilities and potential. her who supported me, helped me all the way, giving me what I have today.

Emily, your husband's so romantic, thanking you in front of everyone. Of course. That person is Miss Jennifer. David, he said Jennifer? Not me? You said you're the most important woman in his life. David thanking the heiress is natural. After all, she gave him the position. But no matter how great the iris is, she's just a boss. I'm his wife. Exactly. The heiress is the boss. Gratitude is expected. But the wife's the one he truly loves.

She's got a point.

Did you see how her husband looked at the heiress? That's not a boss. David, well said. You should thank me next. My family paved your career path. Later. My dignity in front. Perfect timing. I got something to tell you. Truth is, I never loved you at all. What? What are you saying? I mean, I have no affection for you. I stayed with you only hoping you could bring me benefits. But now, now I know who I should really carish. What did you even help with? Your puny Miller family. Not even a finger on Smith Group. I made it to GM at Smith Group on my own. You're going to too far. I sacrificed fear. I will expose all your secrets. You swindled Jennifer out of money and affection.

How will the young lady react once she learns the truth? Go ahead. See who believes you. Emily, this is exactly what you once did to me. Public humiliation, dignity trampled, betrayal from beloved one. This drama outshounds TV series. Now it is your turn. Abandoned, mocked, and denied in front of crowds. You finally taste the agony I endured hearing your affair and insults back then. A woman like the heiress deserves me. Noble, elegant, classy, radiating irresistible charm from inside out. As for Emily, we never got a marriage license. Just boyfriend and girlfriend. Now we're done. Get out. Don't embarrass yourself here. David, you heartless man.

See the man you tried everything to snatch away from me? What do you mean? Snatch him away from you? It be that she is? Clumsy, heavy woman. You... Impossible. That woman weighed over 300 pounds, out of breath easily, and reeked of sweat. She looks nothing alike. Ignore her madness, Miss Smith. She's telling the truth. You can't be her. That's utterly impossible. Impossible in appearance or figure? How could that be? I don't believe this at all. If she were the Smith Admiral, she would have told me. Since you don't believe, nothing I can do. Everyone, tonight's banquet has one more important announcement about Mr. David Brown's appointment as Smith Group General Manager.

She was messing with me. Appointment letters ready. The spot's definitely mine. Just joking around earlier. David, you've always wanted this spot, right? The appointment letter's right here. Miss Smith, thank you. I won't let you down. This is my appointment letter. Could you tear it? If you will not become GM, this person, Smith Group will never hurt you. Why? Because I really am that broke, ugly, 300-pound, wheezing, sweat-wreakened fatty you talked about, Jennifer. She loved me deeply and treated me wholeheartedly. She would never hurt me this way. She treated you that well, and how did you treat her?

You betrayed her for Emily, insulting her as a useless pig, a free maid, and worthless, clingy nuisance. I vowed, everyone who wrongs me shall pay the price. You lived in the house I bought, drove the car I bought, used the money I paid off your debts to wine and dine. Everything you had, I gave you. And how did you repay me? You, you really? You called me pig, splashed coffee on me, pushed me around and dismissed me publicly. You drove me away ruthlessly like a stray dog. You forgot? I didn't know, how could that fat old be the heiress? Didn't know I was the heiress, so it was okay to treat me like that?

If I were just some regular fat woman, humiliated, betrayed, dump dump like that, I deserved it? What, what do you want? Emily Miller, you remember how you mocked me back then? You stole my boyfriend and joined him to humiliate me. Did it bring you pleasure? Are you satisfied with your current life? Jennifer and I will hold our wedding next month. Truly is the loving Jennifer I knew. How could she marry another man? Loved you? Jennifer did love you, but her heart died the moment she heard what you said. Jennifer! You like that? I'm scum! Please, dear Jennifer, give me a chance! I won't treat you like before. I love you. I've always loved you. You love me? Love!

I really love you, from start to finish, only you and my heart! What about Emily? It was her! Emily seduced me, Jennifer, believe me, I have no feelings for her. I just, just got momentarily confused. You're the one I truly love. One question. Ask! I'll answer anything! David, if I were still that 300-pound fatty biking-to-worker every day, would you still be kneeling here saying these words to me? Answer me. I, I, I love your inner beauty, not your looks. My inner beauty? A month ago, my inner beauty was exactly the same. You called me a pig's disgusting, said sleeping with me was like bedding a hog. You love me, you love my money, my status, my slimmed down face. No! That's not it!

I really love you! Give me a chance, I'll prove it! Fine. I'll give you a chance. Really? Crawl out of here right now. Crawl to the street, tell every passerby, I'm scum, I betrayed a woman who truly loved me. Do that, and I'll consider. You are playing me. Yeah, I'm playing you. Just like you played me back then. Let's go, it's over. Okay. Oh my god, he's such a leech. The heiress treated him so well, and he still cheated. He insulted his lover cruelly, unaware she was the powerful heiress. Deserved. This type doesn't deserve a good ending. No, I can't end like this. I still have Emily. Emily! Don't say my name. Emily, listen to me. Listen to what? Listen to you say I seduced you?

Listen to you say she's the only one in your heart? David, everyone here heard what you said. Emily, I... What I said just now wasn't from the heart. I was forced. Jennifer, she... Forced? She held a gun to your head making you say I seduced you? You said in front of everyone you don't love me? Said I'm not worthy? Said I'm from some small-time family? David, do you have any conscience? Emily, I was wrong. Really wrong. Give me a chance. I'll change. You have lost house, car, career, and overdread credit cards. What can you rely on to change? Get out. I don't want to see you again. Emily, please! I really know I messed up. I'll find work. I'll earn money. I'll treat you right.

Being with you was the biggest mistake of my life. Hey, no overnighting here. Move along. Mr. David Brown, your three credit cards are severely overdue. Total debt, $370,000 with interest and late fees, currently $420,000. I don't have a job now. Can you give me more time? You're already overdue. If you can't pay by tomorrow, we'll initiate legal proceedings. I really don't have money. Here's the collection notice. Please sign to confirm. $420,000. Where am I going to get $420,000? Before Jennifer paid off hundreds of thousands of my debt. back then thought her being good to me was just expected. Now I know. Nobody in this world owes you kindness. He's been like this for days.

Sleeping in parks, eating instant noodles, banks hounding him for repayment. Enough. What's enough? I said they've paid enough for what they did. David, everything you once had I've taken back. Your house, your car, your job, your dignity. Nothing left. The way you are now, that's the ending I wanted. Let's go. Okay. Guess what this is? You bought more jewelry? Not jewelry. Jennifer Smith. I knew you were my destined wife the moment we met ten years ago. All troubles settle down finally. Keep your promise and marry me. I once was an overweight woman. I love you regardless of appearance changes. My heart belongs to you forever. Yes, I will marry you, Michael.

Baby girl, you're beautiful today. I'm no cry. I'm giving my daughter to you. You dare treat her badly? I won't let you off. I won't. I choose you as my husband. I promise to love you, be honest with you, laugh with you, cry with you. Honored to be your lifelong wife. I will stay loyal and devoted through prosperity and hardship as long as we both shall live. I pronounce you legally married. Groom, you may kiss your bride. True love is never about crawling in the dust. Only when you love yourself first will others know how to love you. Leave the sadness in the past, give the pride back to the future. May every girl in this world live happily ever after.