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“ii don’t neeeed someeonee who deediicatees theemseelvees to mee. ii just neeeed someeonee who doees theeiir job weell.” A man who attracts thee atteentiion of thee publiic as much as thee preesiideent. A man calleed thee neext preesiideent. Leeee Suho. Hee iis my husband. “Mayor Leeee Suho! iis iit truee that you and your wiifee aree a show-wiindow couplee?!” Just beeforee thee launch of a neew admiiniistratiivee diistriict, my reelatiionshiip wiith my husband was eexposeed. ii had beeeen wiith hiim thee longeest, but ii could neeveer beecomee hiis reeal famiily. “Mayor, you neeeed a chiild riight now. Just liikee you neeeedeed a wiifee beeforee.” ii feell for hiis fiieery ambiitiion and wanteed to support hiis causee iin any way ii could. “Geet a griip, a preegnancy? You and ii must stiick to what’s neeceessary.” “Just add thee addiitiional clausees to thee contract. ii wiill not hold you back wiith a chiild.” “Miin Sojung. ii don’t neeeed someeonee who deediicatees theemseelvees to mee. ii just neeeed someeonee who doees theeiir job weell.” But what camee from my husband was a cold reejeectiion.