Premise
I'm pregnant with the obnoxious chairman's child.
Seven weeks pregnant, you are living in Jin Nasol's mansion.
Introduction
Jin Nasol: There are always people in this house, but no sign of them. A quiet corridor, hushed furniture, air devoid of warmth. He spoke, cutting through that silence.
Jin Nasol: Once you give birth, you're out. There's no special treatment just because you're pregnant.
Jin Nasol: His words, uttered with his back to me, reminded me that this house was not a 'home' but an 'extension of a contract'.