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Dojun was selected by a famous American news magazine as one of Asia’s leading young entrepreneurs.
An editor who came from the U.S. conducted the interview herself.
It was near the end of the interview.
The editor tossed Dojun a lighthearted question she had prepared.
“Is there any special secret to achieving such remarkable success?”
“It’s all thanks to my wife, Haejoo.”
“I heard your love story is quite famous.”
“Everything began when I got to know my wife.”
“I saw the movie your wife was in. She is very charming and beautiful.”
“Her appearance isn’t everything.”
“Of course, it isn’t.”
“Haejoo is a person who must be loved, and I was simply fated to love her.”
The editor conducting the interview was a woman in her thirties.
To her, Dojun’s image was that of an alpha male with a dramatic sex appeal.
His firm tone was infused with a delicate touch, making him seem dynamic.
She had met countless young entrepreneurs, but never a man like this.
“Why are there no men like you around me?”
“No one is perfect from the start.”
“Are you saying, as the common phrase goes, that a man’s success depends on the woman?”
Dojun paused, lost in thought.
It seemed right, yet something about it didn’t quite fit.
He answered honestly.
“If you’re going to love, just love.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m saying that if you set strict conditions and score an incomplete person, no one will be left by your side.”
“…!”
“Even if you were to break up with such a person, their only crime would have been to love.”
“I envy your wife for receiving your love, Mr. Park Dojun.”
The interview concluded in a warm and friendly atmosphere.
After the guests left, Dojun flopped onto the sofa.
Just as he was about to rest, Manager Song came in.
“Not now. Let’s talk later.”
“This is urgent.”
“What is it?”
“Director Yoo Jinhan contacted the secretary’s office.”
One of Dojun’s eyebrows twitched unattractively.
“Why did he call?”
“It seems Ms. Lee Yura is standing in front of their company building.”
“Hmm.”
“Director Yoo Jinhan says that since Ms. Lee Yura hasn’t trespassed, it’s difficult for them to stop her from being there.”
“He’s telling us to handle it.”
Dojun immediately stood up and put on his jacket.
“Are you going yourself, sir?”
“For now.”
Dojun deliberately chose an SUV from a domestic car brand.
The windows were tinted so darkly that it was impossible to see who was inside.
Manager Song took the wheel and headed for GN Entertainment.
On the way, Dojun called Song Young-sook.
At that moment, Jinhan couldn’t focus on his work. He paced by the window, watching Yura.
Normally, he would have stepped in somehow to resolve the situation.
But now, he just watched with his hands tied.
It was true that he lacked the motivation, and he couldn’t gauge how far he should involve himself.
As if his thoughts had come to a halt, he couldn’t make a decision on even the smallest things.
“Still not a single call.”
Jinhan had come to Seoul, but there was no word from Haejoo.
Whenever he thought of her, a wave of disappointment he could hardly contain washed over him. He felt he would fall ill if this continued, so he pulled down the blinds completely.
As he was about to leave for the day, the manager team leader came up again.
“Director, have you spoken with CEO Park Dojun?”
“I notified his secretary’s office, so they’ll handle it.”
“Shouldn’t we take this opportunity to neatly resolve Haejoo’s personal matters?”
“Don’t cross the line.”
“Excuse me?”
“The company can’t take responsibility for an artist’s personal life.”
“Director!”
“I’m leaving for the day.”
Jinhan’s reaction was completely unexpected.
With him acting this way, the company had no choice but to back off.
One of the managers was hiding in the security office, keeping an eye on Yura.
The annoyed team leader used the intercom.
“Stop it and come back up.”
The manager who had been occupying the security office left.
The security guard, who had felt suffocated all day, could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Despite the heat, Yura stood her ground across the street.
When the company employees were gone, the guard called Choi In-ho.
“It’s me. The guard!”
• Yes, sir.
“Haejoo’s sister is here, so do what you need to do.”
• Oh, thank you so much!
“I won’t be contacting you again.”
Choi In-ho seemed to ask something more, but the guard abruptly hung up. He blocked the number and put his phone down.
“From now on, I know nothing.”
Contrary to his words, he felt increasingly uneasy.
He couldn’t focus on his work and kept glancing towards where Yura was.
He was relieved when he saw no change.
Just then, a black SUV approached the company. Thinking it was a visitor, he went outside.
But the car stopped not at the company, but where Yura was standing.
The man who got out was someone he had never seen before.
“Who is that person?”
The guard cautiously approached the car.
Suddenly, Yura started running, panic-stricken.
The SUV chased after her.
As he watched, wondering what was happening, both Yura and the SUV disappeared from his sight.
“Was that reporter in that car?”
As he tilted his head in confusion, another car of the same model approached rapidly.
It was a different color, so he knew it was a different vehicle.
The rear window rolled down, and Choi In-ho raised his voice.
“It’s me! Where is Lee Yura?”
“Wasn’t that car just now the reporter’s?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Sigh, I don’t know! A car like this just pulled up, and Lee Yura took off running.”
“What?”
Having arrived a step too late, Choi In-ho scowled deeply.
“Which way did she go?”
“She turned right at the end of that street and completely disappeared.”
“Damn it! You should have called earlier.”
“The circumstances didn’t allow for it, so let’s just drop it now.”
After Dojun discovered his tail, Choi In-ho had switched cars.
He couldn’t just let Dojun go, who was not intimidated but rather confident.
He had to break a big story, even if it meant getting sued.
He had been searching for a lead when he heard Yura had appeared, and he couldn’t have been happier.
But he had missed her by a hair’s breadth.
“Seon-gyu, head that way.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Which media outlet caught the scent?”
“Couldn’t it be CEO Park Dojun?”
“Ah!”
“Lee Yura treated Lee Haejoo terribly, so there’s no way he would let her off.”
“What would he do if he caught Yura himself?”
“If CEO Park Dojun hands Lee Yura over to the police, that’s a ‘thank you’ for us.”
“We wouldn’t have to chase her anymore?”
“That’s right, sunbae-nim.”
“Hey, turn the car around.”
Yura was already gone.
In terms of information, he couldn’t keep up with Dojun, so Choi In-ho decided to hunt the fish that had already been caught.
Yura was hiding in a coffee shop restroom.
She couldn’t bring herself to go outside, even as she sweated so much her clothes were soaked.
“Of all people, Park Dojun!”
A moment ago, an SUV had stopped, and she wondered what it was.
When a man in a neat suit got out, she first thought he was a reporter.
Even if he was a reporter, she had to run. The things she had done to Haejoo put her at a disadvantage.
Furthermore, Song Young-sook had likely filed a complaint about her disappearance by now.
Either way, Haejoo was Yura’s only savior at this point.
But the man had suddenly told her to get in the car, saying there was a place they needed to go.
When she asked who he was, the rear window rolled down, revealing Dojun’s face.
“I’m scared to death.”
To Yura, Dojun was a presence more feared than the grim reaper.
She could still not forget the sight of him fighting for his life, crazy for Haejoo.
And that man was now Haejoo’s husband.
This was basically a death sentence.
“Haejoo is supposed to be on Jeju Island. Should I go there?”
She paced anxiously, hiding for a long time.
Looking around the cafe, she thankfully saw no one who looked like Dojun.
The area outside the cafe was also quiet, and she finally felt a sense of relief.
“I can’t come here anymore.”
She scraped together what little money she had and hailed a taxi.
Having become a fugitive, Yura burst into tears.
In the midst of it all, Kyung-ae called again.
Furious, she turned off her phone and sobbed the whole way.
“Ma’am, we’ve arrived.”
By now, her friend Min-ju would be getting ready for work.
She trudged down the stairs leading to the semi-basement one-room apartment.
Just as she was about to press the code on the door lock, her vision went dark.
When she turned around, Song Young-sook was standing there.
“It’s a good thing I was in Seoul for business, or I almost would have missed you.”
“Ho-how did you know I was here?”
Then, another large shadow appeared.
It was Dojun, boasting a superior physique in a sleekly tailored suit.
He had seen Yura hide in the coffee shop and had secretly watched and followed her.
Coincidentally, Song Young-sook was also in Seoul, so he called her, and she rushed over.
“I’m sorry, please just let me go this one time, please?”
“Is 100 million won a joke to you?”
“I’ll work nights to pay you back!”
“Enough. Come with me.”
“Aack!”
Yura screamed and struggled.
Annoyed by her fuss on such a hot day, Song Young-sook immediately called the police.
As a result, in front of the whole neighborhood, the fact that she was being sued for fraud was read aloud as she was handcuffed.
“Now I can breathe a little easier. Dojun, you went through a lot.”
“You worked hard, ma’am.”
“It’s just fraud, so she won’t be in for long.”
“There’s a lot to sue her for regarding Haejoo. We’ll have to see how the trial goes, but I plan to do everything I can.”
“You were really holding a grudge, weren’t you?”
For the past few years, Dojun hadn’t just been running toward success.
He had been steadily preparing for the end of a painful past.
To bring about a proper end, gaining Haejoo’s trust was crucial.
Waiting until now had been an unavoidable choice.
“Anyway, say hello to Haejoo for me. I’m going to the police station to take care of some things.”
“Take care, ma’am.”
The afternoon had passed, and the shadows were growing long.
As he was about to get into his car, he suddenly stopped.
“It seems the important schedules are over.”
“Yes, you can rest early today.”
“Haejoo’s not home anyway.”
“Your flight to Jeju for the weekend is booked.”
“What about now?”
“Sir?”
Dojun felt like he was going through puberty all over again these days. As he rediscovered what an emotional person he was, Haejoo was on edge.
She ended up flubbing a line in an important scene and bowed her head.
“I’m sorry. I’ll do it again.”
“Haejoo, is something wrong? You can’t seem to focus.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Let’s take a 10-minute break and then try again.”
As Haejoo clenched her fist to stop her fingertips from trembling, Hyun-sung handed her a cold coffee. He knew why she was like this and felt inwardly sorry.
“I think I said something I shouldn’t have to you, noona.”
After hearing that Yura was coming to the company, Haejoo had spent a sleepless night.
Dojun had said he would meet Yura, but she didn’t have high hopes.
The Yura she knew was more shameless and petty than any villain.
“It’s not that. It looks like filming will run late today.”
Haejoo pulled herself together and managed to finish filming with Jun-woo, who played her husband.
All that was left was Haejoo’s solo scene.
It had to be a one-take shot leading into the next scene transition, so there could be no mistakes.
“Haejoo, just do it like we rehearsed.”
Standing before the camera, Haejoo gave it her all.
Hyun-sung, who had stayed behind to watch, received a phone call.
He hurriedly went outside and pressed the call button.
“Yes, this is Manager Choi Hyun-sung.”
The call was from an unexpected person.
He glanced at his watch; it was already approaching 7 PM.
By the time he rushed back from the dorm, the filming was already over.
“Noona, you worked hard.”
“I’m hungry. Let’s eat something good outside before we go.”
“No! Let’s eat at the dorm.”
“My treat.”
“I get it, so let’s just go.”
Hyun-sung seemed particularly determined today.
Haejoo burst out laughing at his awkward expression.
“What’s with you?”
“You’ll know when you get there.”
Accepting it, she sat in the van and gazed out at the Jeju night.
It wasn’t until they were right in front of the dorm that Hyun-sung stopped the van.
“Noona, go on up to the dorm.”
“What about dinner?”
“I’ll take care of my own dinner, so hurry up and go.”
“Why are you being like this today?”
Hyun-sung pushed a reluctant Haejoo’s back.
Then she saw that the lights were on in the dorm and was startled.
“I must have left the lights on.”
Haejoo quickly opened the door.
She passed through the entryway and stepped into the studio-style dorm, only to freeze on the spot.
Unbelievably, Dojun was there.
“Dojun-ssi!”
“I wanted to tell you this in person.”
Worn out from her distress, Haejoo went to Dojun.
The moment she smelled his scent, her anxious mind and body grew languid.
“What happened?”
A faint smile spread across Dojun’s lips.
The story he then told was like a miracle to Haejoo.
“Lee Yura has finally been caught.”
In that moment, Haejoo’s vision stung and blurred.
It hazed over enough to drench all her senses, and a wave of heat rose within her.
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