Tae-jun carried So-eun on his back up to the third floor of the villa where her studio apartment was located.

His breath, deeply inhaled and then exhaled, became increasingly heavy. He wondered if she was doing this on purpose. Was she taking revenge for making her work overtime, or was she venting her frustration about her spoiled blind date on him?

Despite shaking her to wake her up, So-eun didn’t rise. Only the occasional sound of her snoring could be heard. He thought she might be pretending, but since he had indeed made things hard for her, he decided to indulge her to some extent and carried her around. It was Tae-jun’s own way of atonement.

Climbing up to the third floor was quite challenging, but since So-eun was a light person, it wasn’t too burdensome. He just hoped that she would pretend to wake up when they arrived at the third floor.

Apartment 304. Remembering Han So-eun’s personal information that he had checked a long time ago, Tae-jun did not wander. At the door, he caught his breath and called out to So-eun again.

“Han So-eun, Assistant.”

“…….”

“We’re here. Enter the passcode.”

Seeing that she still had no intention of waking up, Tae-jun shook her vigorously.

“Wake up already.”

“…….”

“I won’t get angry, so wake up.”

He tried nagging and thought she might be noticing his leniency, but there was no response.

He wanted to put her down and shake her, but he couldn’t just drop her on the bare floor.

“Hey, Han So-eun. Snap out of it.”

The moment his voice rose, the door of the next apartment opened, and a man who came out to throw away trash glanced at them before going down the stairs.

Internally groaning, Tae-jun eventually had to go back down the stairs.

When he got back to the car, he purposely dropped her in the passenger seat, but So-eun did not wake up.

He had never seen someone sleep like this. What kind of woman sleeps like a drunk person? Did she secretly drink? Or did she receive a sleeping pill in an injection at the hospital? That couldn’t be it, right?

Or was it the shock of breaking up with Yang Hee-wook that made her unconsciously refuse to be awake? Or was there some other problem with her body?

Thinking that she must be exhausted from not sleeping for two days, he also worried that she might have some other illness because she couldn’t wake up.

Why am I worrying about her? I’m tired too.

Feeling exhausted from doing too much out of the ordinary, he felt a wave of fatigue wash over him.

“Let’s sleep a bit too, huh?”

Still, he thought she would wake up soon like at the hospital.

“I’ll give you an hour.”

“…….”

“If you don’t wake up by twelve, I’ll just take you to my house.”

Tae-jun warned her sternly and went to the back seat to close his eyes. But he couldn’t fall asleep. The soft breathing of So-eun, fast asleep, confused his mind.

And exactly one hour later.

“Han So-eun. Wake up.”

Despite expecting her to wake up after a while and feel less tired, the woman seemed to have fallen into a deeper sleep, leaving Tae-jun deeply troubled about what to do with this unmanageable sleeper before him.

Should I leave the car?

But he was worried about the situation that would unfold when she woke up.

Do I really have to take her home?

Do you trust me?

I don’t trust myself.

“I’ve waited long enough.”

After watching her for an additional ten minutes, Tae-jun started the car.

So-eun didn’t wake up even when they arrived at Tae-jun’s house in Seoul. With no other choice, Tae-jun once again carried So-eun.

Carrying a woman here and there, back and forth.

Is this how she gets her revenge for making her work?

Getting on the elevator, Tae-jun chuckled a few times at the absurdity of his situation.

What am I doing right now, he wondered self-deprecatingly, and was also extremely curious about what expression she would have when she woke up.

When he hurriedly went to the hospital, and loitered in front of her house, the presence of the woman he was carrying on his back felt more real. Despite being filled with tension, a soft sensation was transmitted from his back. Even in her deep sleep, her subconscious seemed afraid of falling away from him, occasionally tensing her arm that was around his neck.

Han So-eun. You’re the first woman I’ve brought to my house in my 30 years of life.

No, that’s not right. From the beginning,
Tae-jun carried So-eun into the bedroom after taking off her shoes.

Now that he had brought her all the way here, he had to reset his goals. Until now, he had hoped that Han So-eun would wake up quickly, but now he hoped she wouldn’t. He wished she would just sleep comfortably and wake up in the morning, without causing any more trouble.