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Joo-eun’s chest ached with a sharp pang.
The sight of his gaunt figure, which she had avoided looking at properly while pushing him away, was unbearably sorrowful.
She had come here to finally tell him to stop visiting the hospital, but…
His roughened, wounded demeanor choked her words before they could leave her lips.
‘Even though you’re suffering so much, can’t you just take care of yourself? Why do you keep coming back and enduring such humiliation every day?’
All she could do was stare up at him with tear-filled eyes, unable to speak.
“……!”
A sudden tug on her wrist pulled her frail body into the room.
Thud.
The door closed behind her, and Joo-eun’s body was roughly pressed against the wall.
Struggling to hide her surprise, she stared up at him wide-eyed.
In Minhyuk’s dark gaze, an overwhelming desire to pull her into his arms shimmered, barely restrained.
“Why did you come here? Aren’t you afraid?”
He asked in a low voice, struggling to suppress the heat rising within him.
Pushing aside her panic, Joo-eun finally voiced the answer she had prepared.
“I came to tell you to stop visiting the hospital. Mom’s condition worsens every time you leave.”
“Is that all?”
“……”
“Is there nothing else you want to say to me?”
Her defiant glare faltered as she slowly turned her head away.
“...What else could there possibly be?”
“My eyes.”
“……”
“Look at me when you talk.”
Joo-eun clenched her teeth and reluctantly raised her gaze to meet his.
This was it—the final goodbye.
She had come to say this was the end, to ensure he wouldn’t visit the hospital and endure more humiliation from her mother.
“I have nothing to say to you.”
Her firm reply was met with a heavy silence that enveloped them both.
So this was it.
It was over.
She had come to say goodbye, yet why did it feel so unbearably sorrowful now that she’d said it?
Her heart felt as if it were being torn apart.
Tears welled up involuntarily.
The defiance in her eyes softened, replaced by trembling pools of unshed tears.
He couldn’t believe this sorrowful farewell.
“I’m still here. I have stories I want to tell you.”
As the words I don’t want to hear them lingered trapped in her throat, he gently wiped away her tears.
“I love you.”
She didn’t know whether what fell from her face was a tear or her heart itself.
Her soft lips trembled.
Breathing became impossible.
Through gritted teeth and furrowed brows, she shook her head violently.
“I’m sorry… I can’t accept your feelings. I can’t go against my mom. I’ve seen how she lived. I’ve witnessed everything. How could I betray her like this… How…”
Minhyuk found solace in her words.
At least the reason she was pushing him away wasn’t because of her own feelings—it was for someone else’s sake.
“I’ll find a way to change her mind, no matter what it takes. So just keep looking at me like this. That’s all I need to wait for until the day I die.”
Unable to respond, Joo-eun simply let tears fall freely down her cheeks.
Minhyuk gently pulled her into his arms.
Her shoulders shook as sobs wracked her body, and he held her tightly.
“I’ll get back everything you and your mom lost—everything. You can trust me.”
He meant it. He intended to return everything they had lost, whether financial or emotional, tenfold, a hundredfold, a thousandfold.
“Why are you making me reject you when you’re already so thin…?”
“Starting today, I’ll eat well. I’ll do anything you ask of me.”
I know. He’s a man who would grant every request except the one to let go.
And perhaps the greatest happiness I’ve ever known.
She wanted to express the emotions she could no longer bury.
Slowly raising her head, Joo-eun whispered,
“I… I love you too.”
For a moment, Minhyuk’s dark eyes sparkled with astonishment.
“So you didn’t come to end things. Did you come to seduce me instead?”
Before she could react, his expression hardened as he closed the distance between them.
“Maybe I did…”
No more words were needed.
Minhyuk claimed her lips in a deep, searing kiss.
“Hnn…!”
Through the parting of her lips, his tongue invaded hotly, sweet and insistent.
The intruder plundered her mouth with reckless abandon.
He drank in her saliva as if quenching a thirst, leaving his mark everywhere he touched.
“Haah… D-Director…”
Erotic moans mingled with their ragged breaths, igniting the atmosphere.
Regret for not indulging in his kisses earlier dissolved into meaninglessness.
His kiss was so achingly sweet she wanted to surrender completely.
Body and soul.
As if reading her desires, his lips left hers, trailing down to her earlobe and neck, leaving deep marks in their wake.
His large hands undid buttons, revealing pale skin beneath.
With a gasp, he released a shaky breath, unable to contain himself.
Flash.
Startled, her legs crossed instinctively as he lifted her higher.
Against her, she could feel the undeniable evidence of his arousal.
“Hold on tight. I plan to shake you up quite a bit.”
As she stared at him with wide eyes, Minhyuk laid her down on the bed.
Still dressed in the suit shirt from his recent meeting, he twisted the remaining buttons off impatiently.
His Adam’s apple bobbed as he gazed down at her disheveled form.
“Ha… This feels like a dream, doesn’t it?”
“……”
“Prepare yourself. I won’t stop until you fully realize this is real.”
Impatient, he tore off the last few buttons.
Swish. The white shirt fell to the floor.
Trapped completely under his desperate embrace, Joo-eun trembled.
“Director, too fast… Haaah…!”
Every movement elicited involuntary moans.
His large hand expertly found her most sensitive spot, sending waves of stimulation through her body. Her spine arched like a bow, twisting uncontrollably.
The slick sounds of friction grew louder and faster within his grasp.
She tried to hold onto his wrist as whimpers escaped her lips, but he pressed on relentlessly, determined to fulfill his promise.
As the stimulation reached its peak, tears gathered at the corners of her eyes.
She had thought she would never be held in his arms again.
She had believed it was truly over.
But this heated moment with him felt unreal.
‘Thank you. For holding onto me. For not giving up on me…’
Overwhelmed by happiness, her tears wouldn’t stop flowing.
Just as Minhyuk, who seemed unstoppable even with a gun to his head, slowly halted his movements.
“Song Joo-eun.”
His somber expression made her feel guilty.
She hadn’t meant to douse the heated atmosphere.
That wasn’t her intention. She was just… so happy.
“Director…”
“Don’t cry.”
“I won’t cry. I… won’t.”
Even as she spoke, tears continued to spill, dripping down to her earlobes.
He kissed the trails of her tears. His lips were so warm they only made her cry harder.
“I’m not the type to take back my words once spoken. But let’s take this one back—for now.”
“……”
“When you can smile. When you can be completely happy in my arms. That’s when we’ll spend the whole night together.”
“Director…”
He pulled the blanket over her, wrapping her tenderly in its warmth.
Then, he pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead—a gesture so tender it melted her heart.
How could she have ever thought of rejecting such a kind, charming man?
She couldn’t believe she had been foolish enough to kick away her own fortune.
She must have been mad. Completely out of her mind.
Despite his gaunt face, his broad shoulders and perfectly sculpted abs were a work of art. How could anyone resist such a man?
Staring up at him, Joo-eun murmured without realizing it.
“Will you… be this gentle only with me?”
His lips stretched into a beautiful smile.
“That’s hardly a question worth asking.”
Gentle? He planned to give her everything for the rest of his life.
More than she could ever imagine.
Smiling, he kissed her forehead once more.
Joo-eun’s eyes fluttered shut involuntarily.
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Hye-joo wandered aimlessly, glancing around in confusion.
She had lain down to sleep after watching her daughter leave the hospital room in despair, but now she found herself in an unfamiliar countryside.
Was she dreaming?
As she scanned her surroundings, something familiar caught her eye.
Finally, Hye-joo relaxed.
Ah, it’s here again—the neighborhood where their pension used to be.
Instead of the usual harrowing scenes replaying in her dreams, tonight she was reliving the happy days when they first built the pension. Tears welled up in her eyes.
“Our pension was so beautiful, wasn’t it?”
“Dear…”
Hye-joo whipped her head around to see her husband standing beside her—young and vibrant as he once was, unlike her aged appearance.
“From start to finish, we chose everything ourselves. That’s why it holds so much meaning and feels so grand. Isn’t that right, dear?”
“Why haven’t you visited lately? I’ve missed you so much…”
No matter how hard she tried not to cry, tears spilled over.
“My wife, my daughter—they’re living well. What would I do by coming back? It would only make you restless.”
“But still… Visit sometimes. I worry about you.”
“The fact that you miss me means you must have some worries. Am I wrong?”
“You know everything and still ask…”
Moon-sik nodded.
“Yes, I know. My dear… Don’t scold our kids too much. They’re beautiful, just like we were back then.”
“You’re still nagging even in my dreams. If you’re going to lecture me, just go.”
“Heh. But you always listened to my nagging, didn’t you?”
“No. Not this time… Not even for your sake.”
“You’ll listen to everything—I know you will. My wife isn’t as harsh as she pretends to be. If I don’t know that, who would?”
Moon-sik embraced his crying wife, patting her back gently.
“Even if I forgive those people… Will you not feel resentful?”
“If our daughter is happy, how could I feel resentment?”
“You’ve always been such a devoted father.”
“Heh. No matter what, I love you the most. You know that, right?”
The warmth of her husband’s embrace, after so long, felt more comforting than any place in the world.
The stubborn grudge that had hardened in her heart for years began to melt away like ice under the sun.
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