“I’m Yoon Ga-eul, who came as my partner.”

“Oh, I see. If it’s not too much trouble, may I ask what you do?”

“I’m an artist affiliated with our gallery.”

The man didn’t ask any more questions, apparently satisfied with the answer.

Ga-eul felt relieved. He introduced himself as her partner with a more straightforward answer than she expected.

For the first time, Ga-eul relaxed and let out a quiet laugh. However, as she did, Kitaeh’s hand touched her cheek. Startled, she looked up, and he nonchalantly spoke.

“I’m currently keeping an eye on an artist who I consider the most promising these days. It’s hard to keep her away when she eagerly accepts everything I want to share and even wants more.”

He boasted as he spoke, brushing Ga-eul’s cheek affectionately.

“Ahaha, it seems you’re good at drawing. You brag first like this.”

“Yes. She will establish herself as the representative artist of our gallery in the future.”

What nonsense…

Ga-eul’s face turned red as she was excessively praised in front of everyone.

Ga-eul didn’t know, but everyone was paying attention to them since it was the first time Kitaeh had brought a woman with him.

He publicly said that she was the cherished artist of his gallery.

Bringing an artist to such an event was unusual, but due to his boasting, everyone quickly judged that she must be an artist who is helping the gallery make money.

People who were curious turned their heads. Then, they turned back to their own interests and began to chat.

However, one person was an exception.

Hyesoo, who had been watching them throughout the party, naturally joined them.

“What are you talking about? Include me too.”

Hyesoo grinned and greeted the prosecutor who was talking with Kitaeh.

“Prosecutor. It’s been a long time. You’ve been handling a lot of cases lately, haven’t you?”

“Oh, yes. Thank you for the invitation.”

“Don’t mention it. And… Mr. Kitaeh too.”

Hyesoo subtly turned to look at Kitaeh and shyly spoke. Then she whispered discreetly.

“Mr. Kitaeh, I have something I want to talk about for a moment…”

“Yes, go ahead.”

“It’s a bit too personal to talk about here. Can we move to the terrace for a moment and have a private conversation, just the two of us? Like we used to.”

He thought he would agree and glanced at Yoon Ga-eul. Then, he flatly refused.

“That might not be possible. I can’t leave my partner alone.”

“Oh, yes… right. Ga-eul is here.”

Hyesoo’s expression twisted.

She hid her trembling hands between the folds of her dress.

‘Ga-eul, how can I get rid of that? How can I clear this away from Kitaeh?’

Again, it was Yoon Ga-eul.
At first, it was annoying, and now I understand the details, but it’s still uncomfortable. Anyway, Yoon Ga-eul was by my side, so I couldn’t find a chance to talk at all.

Before he left for abroad, the only person I had many conversations with was me.

However, everything changed after he returned. He didn’t draw a line with me, but he didn’t allocate time either. It seemed like he was too busy spending time with that painter.

As I was eagerly watching, someone pouring wine caught my eye.

‘That’s him!’

I snatched a glass and, with a bright smile, called Ga-eul.

“Miss Ga-eul, feeling bored, aren’t you?”

Then, pretending to offer a conversation to Ga-eul, I shouted with a scream and poured wine on her.

With eyes full of regret, I looked up.

“Huh…? Mr. Kitaeh!”

However, the person who spilled the wine was none other than him.

Kitaeh, with an indifferent expression, brushed off his jacket. He was wearing a deep navy suit, so the red wine wasn’t noticeable, but it flowed down his hand.

My face turned pale.

Certainly, I poured it towards Ga-eul, but the wine was dripping from his clothes.

‘What happened? I thought I aimed well.’

Looking at Hyesoo, who didn’t know what to do, Kitaeh asked Ga-eul.

“Miss Ga-eul, are you okay?”

“Yes. I’m fine, but President’s clothes…”

“It’s okay.”

Kitaeh casually took off the jacket as if it was nothing.

‘What’s this? Did Kitaeh get hit instead?’

With Ga-eul’s words, I finally understood what happened. It wasn’t Ga-eul who was hit but him. Without time to be surprised by the distortion of the plan, I grabbed Kitaeh’s arm and said,

“Oh, what should I do? I wanted to show you the taste of wine, and it was a mistake…”

“It’s okay. It wasn’t intentional.”

“Thank you for understanding.”

I planned to take her away for a moment, pretending to lend her a new dress under the pretext of pouring wine on her. However, due to the unexpected wine spill on him, the situation unfolded differently from my plan.

“The clothes are a mess, so I have to check first.”

“The party has just started, and already?”

Although I asked, he only gave a final farewell and left.

“Sorry, Mr. Kitaeh…”

“No, it’s okay.”

Kitaeh extended one arm to Ga-eul.

“Miss Ga-eul, let’s go.”

“Yes, Mr. President.”

Ga-eul naturally placed her hand on Kitaeh’s arm.

The two of them affectionately left the party.

Watching their gradually receding figures, I trembled.

Once they got into the sedan, the two talked as usual.