Kim Mal-hee, Yang Hee-jin, the day of destiny.

Mal-hee and Hee-jin took a taxi to the fateful place. Mal-hee had 11 billion, and Hee-jin had 3 billion from selling her house. A total of 14 billion. They needed to repay 22 billion, but they were short by 8 billion.

Anyway, their intention in bringing the money now was to buy some time, but the interest would skyrocket, and it was daunting to think about how they would endure it afterward.

Nevertheless, Hee-jin took the initiative to avoid running away, solely because of her son Hae-woo. It shouldn’t reach a young nine-year-old son, especially from these ruthless loan sharks.

Mal-hee and Hee-jin held hands tightly and entered the office.

The loan sharks couldn’t help but smirk when they saw the money the two brought.

“14 billion? It’s not 22 billion, aunty.”

Mal-hee kneeled in front of them and prostrated.

“Teacher, I have no dignity. It’s me. I had surgery for liver cancer this time. And my son’s father suddenly passed away, making it so tough. Please, consider it and give us a little more time.”

With a determination to catch even a straw, she appealed emotionally. Hee-jin also knelt beside her and explained their situation.

“We’ll repay the principal and interest as soon as possible. Please, just a little more…”

“What can you do? I lent you 20 billion, and you squandered 6 billion in just one month. How can I trust people like you?”

However, such pleas wouldn’t sway the loan shark, who was chilling to the bone. Mal-hee, who had been prostrated, rose and shouted.

“T-then kill me and end it!”

“Are you crazy? You said you had surgery. Why would I bother with a broke aunty like you?”

Even this wasn’t effective. The loan shark chose Hee-jin.

“Aunty, come with me.”

Led by the loan shark’s thick hand grabbing her arm, Hee-jin stood up awkwardly.

“Aunty, it’s over now. Let’s go back. Don’t worry too much. Your son will be back tomorrow.”

“Mom!”

Hee-jin reached out to Mal-hee, crying.

“No, it’s not allowed. Our child can’t!”

Mal-hee also weakly reached out her arm. However, the fingertips of the two never touched.

“If you can’t repay the money, I’ll do whatever it takes. You should have kept the promise from the beginning.”

The loan shark grabbed Hee-jin’s arm fiercely and gave a pointed remark.

After work.

Soeun, who arrived home early, quickly finished packing.

She carefully chose and prepared only the essential items and placed the packed bag in Room 403. Just in case Taejun visited her home, she didn’t want the bag to be discovered. The house borrowed from Jaepil was useful for that purpose.

Actually, Jaepil’s initial suggestion was to have a big fight with Taejun and end it. However, after talking more with Soeun, Jaepil quickly gave up. Hansoeun was someone who couldn’t lie that something good was bad.

Thus, there was no choice but to choose an alternative. Meeting casually, leaving without leaving any traces. A way to leave only good memories and make him feel a great sense of betrayal.
Soeun didn’t think this was a good way either.

Until she leaves, she won’t receive any suspicions, so it might be the best for her. But then, what about her grandson? Isn’t she considering the shock her grandson will receive? Does Kim Taejun believe he can overcome everything because he is a strong person? Like 20 years ago when he lost both parents at once?

‘I guess it means I’m disliked to that extent. This is the fastest way for me to leave.’

Understanding her self-loathing so well, she had no choice but to do as Jaepil wished.

She must do as she’s told. If that could console Jaepil’s heart, then it’s the way to go.

She once saw a TV documentary about a father who sent his son away first. The man had shown a strong appearance until right before his son left, then everything collapsed when his son finally left. The man cried as if his intestines were being cut. Although it had been over ten years since she watched that documentary, she still couldn’t forget the boiling emotions of that father.

The feeling of sending a child away must be something like that.

She understood. She could understand. So she didn’t resist.

After accepting everything, she felt rather numb.

She thought there would be an end someday.

She wished that day could come a bit more slowly.

Soeun sighed in her well-organized one-room apartment.

She settled the house deposit and severance pay through Jaepil. Jaepil made her a passport and booked her a flight. Since Jaepil had promised to handle her resignation and house clearance, there couldn’t be a better resignation service than this.

Because she loved someone she shouldn’t, she enjoyed all kinds of benefits.

When she chuckled and let out a sigh, her phone vibrated. It was a message saying Taejun had arrived in front of her house.

‘Goodbye, my home!’

Soeun left with a bag for disguising her weekend plans and shouted silently inside.