At that, he lightly furrowed his brows, adding strength to his forehead. The emotion hidden in his faint wrinkle was light blame.
“Of course. I’m just correcting what’s wrong.”
“……”
She had no more arguments to present since he made it sound so obvious. Da Jeong just nodded her head with an ‘I see’ expression.
“Well, see you next time.”
Despite knowing that there wouldn’t be a next time, she naturally handed over the common farewell. At that, Tae Sang took a big step forward and slowly entwined his gaze with hers.
“Did you throw away my business card?”
“Eh? What… oh, no.”
Her eyes, which had been rolling around, stopped after a short while. The only business card that had been exchanged between them was the one he had given her.
“Are you not going to contact me again like this?”
Tae Sang, with his bigger head, dropped his eyes and looked at Da Jeong. An unintentionally stern expression was formed as she kept trying to slip away like a loach.
When she looked back at him with a reproachful gaze, Da Jeong opened her mouth and stammered.
“I didn’t purposely not contact you……”
“If there is a problem related to the company, you must call. Don’t put up with it.”
“……”
He was a man sitting at the top of the company. She couldn’t easily make a call asking for his help.
Da Jeong lifted her head in an attempt to answer him squarely. As she took a light breath and opened her mouth, her lips suddenly became tight.
His deep eyes seemed somehow powerless. The blurry emotion spreading above his dark pupils was a kind of worry, or anxiety.
Da Jeong swallowed the words she was about to say and spat out something else.
“I understand……”
Whether it was a satisfactory answer or not, Tae Sang gave a slight nod.
“Then, I’ll be going now.”
Da Jeong bowed her waist in half and turned her back on him. She moved her footsteps, but for some reason, his footsteps were not heard.
Even without looking, the stubbornly standing figure of his feet naturally painted in her head. She felt a prickly feeling behind her back as she entered the villa.
Climbing the stairs of the old villa with no elevator took a long time. Every day, she chanted in her heart, ‘This month, I will move.’ but it was always an empty promise.
“Oh dear……”
Da Jeong stepped on the stairs with a whimper. It was a trolley that she carried every day, so the weight was familiar, but at this moment when her stamina was exhausted, it felt unusually heavy.
Just in case the sound of her shoes was noisy, she climbed the stairs on tiptoe and small beads of sweat formed on her forehead.
“Hoo……”
Da Jeong, who had arrived at the front of her house after winding up the stairs, let out a light sigh and put down her bag. Then, she heard a familiar voice from beyond the door.
“Hahaha. Ah, I told you not to do it!”
“……?”
Her hand reaching for the door lock froze in midair. The brisk and high laughter was undoubtedly Yeong Mi’s.
Could it be a phone call? She moved her hand again, and a deep male voice followed.
“I got it. I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I won’t do it anymore, so quickly turn off the candle.”
“……”
For a moment, a fragment of a forgotten conversation quickly came back to life.
‘Da Jeong, what’s your schedule on my birthday?’
‘Hold on…… I am…… going to Paris for 36 hours. What about you?’
‘I took an off and got it.’
‘That’s good. You can have dinner with Mr. Do Hoon after work.’
‘Yeah. That’s what I’m planning. But my brother will be coming back late from a business trip that day.’
‘Ah, is that so?’
“Uhhuh. So… can I take you home tonight? It’s not a party, just us cutting a cake.”
She was not supposed to be home, let alone in Korea, on her birthday. He readily agreed, and in the afternoon he went out and bought a few pointed hats.
Even if he hadn’t met those troublesome guests, even if he hadn’t changed his schedule. No, even if I had only remembered my conversation with Youngmi. Numerous ‘if onlys’ poured down like a heavy rain in her head.
Dajeong shook her head sideways and pulled out her mobile phone from her bag. Now was not the time to be blaming others.
“I’m 30 minutes late, but please forgive me! Happy Birthday!”
Having sent the message, Dajeong lifted her trolley. Even if they shared the rent, she had no right to disturb a couple spilling rice late at night.
Her mind grew complicated as she walked down the stairs, carrying her belongings.
It was too late to find a friend’s house to stay the night. Even if someone was willing to let her in, she was sure to wake the whole family.
And she couldn’t just walk into a motel wearing her uniform. She was at a loss, facing a situation she had never encountered before.
Her descent felt shorter than she had thought, lost in thought. By the time she realized, she was on the first floor. Dajeong reached for the handle with a heavy heart.
With the creak of the glass door, she stepped onto the street, and a familiar car came into view.
“……?”
The black sedan that had taken her here and idled for an hour was standing still in the same spot where she had seen Taesang’s car pull into her house.
She looked at the car with a puzzled look, and a familiar voice flowed into her ears.
“Why aren’t you going in?”
“Ex…Excuse me, sir… I should be the one asking that.”
Dajeong replied with a baffled expression.
“It was strange, so I stayed.”
“What’s strange?”
“The light.”
The man pointed somewhere on the building with his finger. When she turned her head, she saw a window on each floor.
Dajeong exclaimed, “Ah!” and averted her gaze.
From the entrance to the first floor, from the first floor to the second floor. The yellow light would have connected like a domino up to the third floor. But the light on the third floor must have been on for a long time.
It seemed this man had to escort her to the front door, not just the front of her house, to satisfy himself.
She blankly stared at his stubbornly stationary black shoes, and the pointed toes came up close.
“Where are you going? At this time of night?”
My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
