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When a woman frustrates a man

Hey you.....yeah you!

I'm pissed, you prolly are too!

I am so frustrated by  Min Chae Won's (CW) behavior. She  is too much of a martyr. Just imagining the heartbreak that Lee Se Yoon (SY) felt, and still feels, when she left him at the  altar makes my heart crumble. She needs to care for herself more; do what she wants to do and stop putting others first. Its not like those people have always sacrifice or you. And most importantly the your future does not lie with those people; it lies with the  incredibly handsome man in front of you and he is begging you to think of your or happiness if not his own.

He clearly told you to avoid contact with everybody until after the wedding- but oh no! Miss goody two shoes had to go and listen to her voicemail and pick up a  call   from  Ugly ahjumma. I mean by now you should know  that your aunt is bad news. Then you  had the audacity to make a  decision by  yourself and leave SY at the altar. It would have been better if you came to him and cried about it, instead of leaving him to deal all by himself.

Lee  Sul Joo, you need to become a super martyr, I'm talking out martyring CW. And to do that you can't be going around making people feel  bad for you taking pills and what not. If you had just stayed freaking still stupid CW would not have gotten a call from ugly ahjumma and she would have made beautiful SY a happy man.

All in all I feel so bad for SY. Its like juist can have the Love he wants. I think he's just resolved to stay celibate try to forget that he has a heart  and I think CW deserves it. I hope this will make her get some of her spine locked in straight.

But still that was ice cold, I think hell froze over from the look in SY eyes.

TYB

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