Love in Contract (월수금화목토)

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. ALL CHARACTERS, COMPANIES, ORGANIZATIONS,

LOCALES, PRODUCTS, AND EVENTS ARE USED IN A FICTITIOUS MANNER.

ALL SCENES WITH ANIMALS WERE FILMED SAFELY UNDER EXPERT GUIDANCE.

I have a husband.

He has a charming appearance,

decent wealth,

Michelin-level culinary skills,

and even proper manners.

But the best thing about this perfect man

is that he is understanding of his wife's profession.

Well, then. I'll be off now.

Marriage is my job.

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday.

I, Choi Sang-eun,

am ready to take on a client as my husband at any time.

But please, no misunderstandings about my career.

I have no intention of attacking the sanctity of marriage.

I was merely taught that marriage is business,

so as per Economics 101,

I'm devoted to maximizing profits while minimizing risks.

What are the risks in this business, you ask?

Your personal life, of course.

-Hello? -Mr. Kim Gi-du?

Have a seat at the table to your right.

Tab…

You were bullied in school for your looks,

and you've never dated.

I cursed them all my life.

They're what pushed me to work like crazy toward success.

I've never attended a reunion because of those bastards,

but I don't want to live like that anymore.

The luxury brands you're currently wearing

certainly speak to your zeal for success.

Your jacket, shirt, shoes, and tie.

But please refrain from choosing more than one piece

that has a clear brand logo.

It's clear why you need my services.

Wait, hold on.

If this is how it's gonna go, just forget it.

What makes you think you're so great when you're hiding…

Goodness.

I don't meet my client face-to-face until the deal is set.

I apologize if you thought I was rude.

But usually, everyone wants a precise analysis.

Oh, that was complimentary, by the way.

Isn't your look a bit much?

Those bastards might think you have me wrapped around your finger…

won't they?

Will you marry me?

This means we've sealed our deal.

-Good to see you. -Sure, sure.

Hey, Gi-du!

Look at his watch. The symbol of a man's success!

Hey, quiet down. Let me see that.

-As if it's real. -It's definitely fake.

No, this is the real deal!

Gi-du, you've really succeeded.

So, any luck with girls?

Well, I've been too busy.

-Hey, move it. -Look. She's so hot.

Babe, I'm so sorry I'm late.

-"Babe"? -"Babe"?

-Did she call him "babe"? -Did she?

Honey, you're wearing the watch I got you.

-Yeah. -She called him "honey."

I was going to throw it out because it's tacky,

but I changed my mind.

Hold on, you have something on your lip.

Oh, thanks.

Gosh, I should've ironed your jacket.

As you can see, my clients are single men.

I always lose weight during the holidays due to stress.

How will I get through this season?

How will a single person like me ever get back

the wedding gift money I've given over the past 25 years?

The chairman always has business talks over golf with the spouses.

My grandmother's last wish is for me to get married.

I want to be a good grandson.

Please marry me.

Whatever their story is,

this world was overflowing with bachelors in need of a wife,

and what they needed was an expert.

Hello, Mother and Father.

Welcome.

Thank you so much for the warm reception.

Jun-yeong?

Your granddaughter-in-law is here. Look!

She says I'm the most handsome guy in the world.

Grandma!

In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Amen.

Nice shot!

My goodness, you're pretty much a pro!

The wind could cause a slice,

so look at the hazard.

-Nice shot. -Nice shot!

If it weren't for you, my ball would've fallen into the hazard.

I heard a lot about you from the chairman.

He said you ought to compete in the LPGA!

Thanks to you, I earned some brownie points with my wife.

I wish you all happiness.

Thank you for coming to our wedding!

And thanks to the jewelry I received then as settlement,

goldsmiths in Jongno suspected me of fencing goods.

Of course, it's not always about money.

Sometimes, I meet clients whom I genuinely wish to help out.

For example,

this client was the long-awaited son born after a string of daughters.

Dad, it's a wiener!

His father received the news of a son while playing cards.

It's a Gwang !

He screamed, "It's a Gwang! "

And he even named him "Gwang-nam" after the card.

He took up taekwondo…

Scout's honor!

was a Boy Scout,

played soccer,

boxed…

Salute!

and even served in the navy.

In short, he was everything any father could want in a son…

only to realize he was gay.

Knowing he could never come out to his family,

he came to me.

I don't care if my father beats me to death.

I just feel bad for my sisters.

While my parents invested wholly in me,

my sisters couldn't even take piano lessons.

I was out on a date with my boyfriend in Jonggak for New Year's Eve.

And as you know, everybody kisses after the countdown.

Right then, I bumped into my sisters.

Oh my.

My big sister was like,

"You can't be that selfish, can you?"

and started bawling her eyes out.

You know,

I've never really done anything for my sisters,

so I'd like to at least pretend to be what they want me to be.

So please help me out just once.

Filing for marriage is an additional service.

As long as you can pay up, that is.

However, the timing needs to be right.

I can't be married to two at a time.

Anyway, now I am an expert with 13 years in this field

and am celebrating my thirties.

My grandma passed away with a smile on her face.

Thank you, Ms. Choi.

Thanks to you, our company was saved.

They haven't dared to say anything after that.

Thank you!

Thank you so much, Ms. Choi!

Thank you.

I wish you all the happiness.

I'm enjoying my life and finding fulfillment in my career.

That's right.

I'm perfectly satisfied with my life right now.

All right, it's way past morning.

That's not the sunrise, but the sunset.

Rise and shine!

I wonder if your client husband knows what his wife is really like.

Hey.

He's even more enigmatic than I am, you know.

Sure. Now wake up and get ready!

Jeez.

JUNG JI-HO

Hey.

Brunch?

-No, I'll just have coffee. -Okay.

-Here. -Thank you.

Who's this?

I'm sorry. He'll only stay for brunch.

It's all good. She's my housemate I told you about.

And soulmate.

Have a seat.

Sure. Then please excuse me.

I hate pretty girls.

So, is she your fake ex-wife?

She hates that word.

Isn't marriage all about

genuinely wanting the other person to be happy?

-Here you go. -Then what are you two?

-Still pretending to be married? -We're well divorced now.

I can't afford her expensive services.

Then why are you living together?

She's the perfect housemate.

-Right? -Of course.

I detest men, you see.

Right, didn't I tell you to get rid of all those rings?

Seriously, it creeps me out whenever I open that drawer.

It's starting to give me trypophobia.

Why not stick with one and reuse it?

Look, Gwang-nam.

It's all part of my work ethic to wear a tailored ring for every client.

Sure, as if anyone would take note of that detail.

That's right.

Are you really retiring this month?

Yes.

Why? Are you throwing me a party?

Of course.

My ex-wife is about to say farewell to her marriage life,

so I've made grand preparations.