***
In the late morning, Gangnam boulevard.
“Don’t you have any motion sickness?”
Ojae asked while looking at the back seat while he was driving the car with Gyeonhui. Gyeonhui didn’t put the paper down from his hands the whole time.
“… No, not much.”
He said he was okay, but he was tired, so he raised his head and looked out the window.
In the distance, the Consenscio building caught his eyes.
It was a familiar building because he had been the owner of it, but it seemed unfamiliar for no reason today.
“I have informed Kidz Fan that they are free to go this morning. I thought they would be so excited, but they weren’t. Their reaction wasn’t what I expected at all.”
Ojae tried to read Gyeonhui’s mind by looking at his expression.
He only moved his gaze back to the paperwork, and he did not respond.
Stealing a glance at him through the rearview mirror, Ojae started speaking again anxiously.
“But are you going to be okay?”
“What?”
“Her, are you really letting her go?”
“It should be okay.”
“Can you forget about her.”
“I have to.”
“Hah…”
Ojae sighed anxiously and started speaking again.
“Do you still feel her pain?”
“I can handle it.”
“How about the blood transfusions? You’re going to have it done sometime soon.”
“… Let’s think about it later.” He replied with a sinking voice.
“Is this the only way?”
“… Yes.” He replied with a firm expression like he was very determined to see this through.
“It’s better to get sick alone. I don’t want to hurt her anymore.”
“Gyeonhui…”
“I’ve become so gentle these days. Would you like me to go back to the past and be mean to you again?”
He said, furrowing his eyebrow.
Ojae could no longer speak to him, not because he was scared of him, but because he was so sad for him.
He could not say any more about his decision because Ojae had known better than anyone how Gyeonhui had spent the time during the week.
After a moment of thought, Gyeonhui pulled out his phone and opened the app.
The screen that checks her heart rate was updating rapidly.
He looked at the app with a firm expression and pressed the screen with his thumb.
The app started shaking before it was uninstalled.
After a while, he finally pressed the confirm button to uninstall the app.
The phone screen was turned off. However, his expression quivered slightly.
***
“Hmm… I never thought that Mr. Woo had such a history in the past…” Ari looked in shock like she couldn’t believe it.
“If so… does that mean because of this background in the past…” Eunyoung mumbled to herself.
“That still doesn’t excuse what he had done to Sun. No matter how wounded he was, he can’t do that to anyone.”
Eunyoung also agreed.
“Didn’t you have any contact with him ever since?”
Sun nodded.
“I just don’t know why he is sick too. I couldn’t understand. I loved him. I loved him so much, so it makes sense that it hurt. But…. why is he sick?”
Sun said, recalling his pale face.
“Hmm…” Eunyoung nodded like she had realized something. “I think… he also loved you.”
Hearing Eunyoung, Sun shook her head with a bitter smile.
“If he truly loved me, he wouldn’t have left me that day.”
Sun remembered the day he was leaving her while he was talking on the phone with Chaekyeong.
“Maybe… He might not have known his own mind at the time.”
Sun looked at Eunyoung after hearing her words.
“Mr. Woo realized it after everything was over, so it’s painful, and it hurts him.”
Eunyoung responded with a sigh of frustration.
“It’s so foolish. Why do men realize after things are over?”
Eunyoung looked into the air and spoke like she recalled her old memories.
“It doesn’t matter anymore. It’s literally done. Forget about him, and start your new life. Luckily, Mr. Woo also seems to have cleared his mind.”
Hearing Eunyoung’s anxious words, Sun slowly nodded while smiling bitterly.
However, her expression sank again because of her aching heart.
‘Bzzzz.’
Then Ari’s cell phone vibrated.
Ari’s face sank and dimmed immediately when she checked the caller ID.
Sun’s expression darkened as well.
73. Coffee Flowers
“What’s wrong? Who is it?” Eunyoung asked curiously.
“It’s Mr. Choi.”
“What does he need from us?”
“He is saying to take our products from their inventory. He gets grumpy once in a while.”
“No, I think he has PMS once a month like women. Otherwise, he wouldn’t do that to us like clockwork once a month. Give me a look.”
Eunyoung reached out to Ari’s cell phone, but Sun’s hands were faster.
“Hello. Yes, Mr. Choi. No, I’ll get there soon. Yes, I know.”
Sun quickly finished the call and hung up.
“What are you doing?”
Eunyoung was embarrassed and looked at her.
“Go back to the office. I’ll go back after I stop by his store.”
“Why are you going there?”
“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen Mr. Choi.”
“No, we don’t know what he is going to do to us.”
“I think this old man gets grumpy whenever we don’t show up once in a while. I will go and check on him. I’ll be right back.”
“Hey, Sun!”
Ari called her in a hurry, but Sun was already exiting the common area.
“No, why would she want to go there in this situation?”
“Hah…”
Eunyoung exhaled a long sigh of frustration.
“She’s so sick… it still hurts her.”
“Sorry?”
“You know, sometimes you do worse things to forget something painful…” Eun-young sighed sadly.
“… I’m so sad for her. What can we do to help her?” Ari asked dejectedly.
“… We should move out of this building as soon as possible. I’ll go to the real estate agency to find a new office.”
Eunyoung rose from her seat with a sigh.
Ari was left alone, and she could not do anything but cry in pain.
***
In front of the Funny Box store.
With a determined expression, Sun tapped both of her cheeks with a shallow sigh.
After a moment of silence, Sun opened the door vigorously and cried out.
“Good morning.”
It was still early, so there were only a few customers, and the store was quiet.
Some of the store’s employees recognized her; they smiled and greeted her.
After she looked around the store, Sun approached Mr. Choi, who was organizing the frame on the side.
“Hello. Mr. Choi.”
President Choi recognized her and looked down at her and started speaking.
“Who is this? I thought you’d no longer have business with us?”
Hearing the old man’s grumpy words, Sun did not lose her smile.
“No, please don’t say that. You’re one of our biggest customers. I’m sorry that I didn’t check on you as often.”
“No, I’m done with you guys. Take your products and get out of here quickly.”
Mr. Choi turned his body and tried to avoid her.
Sun hurriedly chased him and asked, “What’s the matter? Is there anything I can do to help? Can I help you with the store’s clean up display?”
“No need.”
“Please. Let me do it.”
“I said, just go.”
“I’ll do it.”
Sun quickly grabbed a frame that Mr. Choi was holding.
“Hmm. Hmm.”
Mr. Choi pretended that he lost, and soon, he left with his hands clasped behind his back.
“Huh…”
Sun sighed with relief and began to organize the picture frames.