MY DAUGHTER MARRIED A KOREAN MAN P4

A quiet neighborhood.
A two-story home.
No one answered the bell.
The gate was unlocked.
I entered.
The garden was neat.
Too quiet.
Inside, the house felt strange.
The living room looked like a showroom.
Perfect.
Lifeless.
No coats.
No shoes.
No scent of people living there.
I called softly.
“Mary?”
Nothing.
The kitchen was spotless.
The refrigerator nearly empty.
Upstairs, I found three rooms.
One bedroom with only a single bed.
A closet filled with women’s clothing.
No men's belongings.
The second room looked rarely used.
No family photos.
Nothing belonging to Kang Jun.
Then I opened the final room.
Boxes filled with cash.
Stacks of dollars.
My hands trembled.
Why was it hidden?
Where did it come from?
Then I heard a door open downstairs.
Footsteps.
A voice called out...
And my heart nearly stopped.
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