As Seo Yeon’s palm touched Kwon Yool’s sharp jawline, his shoulders jolted up and down swiftly.

“Yool, thank you for understanding.”
As Seo Yeon tenderly stroked his cheek, his lush eyelashes slowly fluttered.

“I’m also grateful.”
Both of them expressed their gratitude towards each other with the same expressions, as if competing.

Of course, during their conversation, Seo Yeon’s hand was constantly caressing his cheek without rest.

“And I’m sorry for constantly breaking promises.”
“No, I should be the one apologizing. I feel more sorry.”
Kwon Yool’s expression was genuinely apologetic.

‘He’s so innocent and kind.’
Seo Yeon thought to herself as she brushed his eye corner.

“Yool, you know.”
Seo Yeon paused for a moment as if to gather her thoughts.

Then, she moved close enough that their breaths could intermingle.

Leaning in so that their lips almost touched, Seo Yeon whispered in his ear.

“How about our next date on Sunday?”
Her moist voice tickled Kwon Yool’s ear.

Then, his warm breath softly landed on Seo Yeon’s shoulder.

They exchanged precarious emotions, as if they were engaged in a tugofwar.

“I have a live home shopping broadcast on Saturday.”
Even though it wasn’t anything special, the cheeks brushing each time she spoke made his spine tense up.

“Okay. Let’s spend the day together from morning until we go sightseeing at night.”
“Good. I’ll prepare for our next date, for you.”
It was a sincere statement, as she felt like she was always the one receiving from him.

But Kwon Yool swallowed dryly, saying there were things he hadn’t shown her yet, and asked her to leave it to him until next time.

The vivid movement she felt from the cheek touching her own made a smile form on Seo Yeon’s lips.

The man’s innocence was foreign yet so attractive.

What if she caressed his cheek not with her hand, but with her lips?

Would he like it more if she comforted him in the most intimate way possible?

She really wanted to… She only thought up to that point.

Just a momentary thought, but before she knew it, Seo Yeon’s lips had lightly landed on his cheek.

The touch she had felt from his skin on her palm and what she felt from her lips were distinctly different.

It was firmer, smoother.

His jaw muscles tensed and quickly relaxed, but he maintained a calm expression as he looked at Seo Yeon.

Then, Seo Yeon grinned and tilted her head in the opposite direction.

With a soft sound, Seo Yeon lightly pecked his cheek.

It was a sign of gratitude only for him.

Without hesitation, Seo Yeon moved down to his chin and once again softly touched.

And then she pressed her lips to the same spot as if stamping a seal.

Seo Yeon, who had wiped off her lipstick mark, leaned on one of his shoulders.

Everything was so natural without a hint of awkwardness.

“I had fun today.”
As Seo Yeon’s heated breath reached Kwon Yool’s Adam’s apple, he bowed his head and pressed his lips against her forehead.

Her eyes softened as she liked his response.

“I also had fun.”
Every time he spoke, Seo Yeon’s bangs fluttered like puppy grass in the wind.

“I’ll go now. Be careful on your way in.”
Feeling like they would end up spending the night in the parking lot, Seo Yeon tidied up and stood.

“Just a moment.”
Kwon Yool quickly got out of the driver’s seat and opened the door for Seo Yeon.

And then he handed over the bouquet and shopping bag he had left on the backseat.

“What is this?”
“It’s not a gift, it’s just a box. Check it out when you get in.”
Unable to rummage through the shopping bag while standing in the parking lot, Seo Yeon just nodded her head for the moment.

Then Kwon Yool interlocked his fingers with hers.

“Contact me when you get home.”
At Seo Yeon’s words pressing the elevator button, Kwon Yool nodded with a broad smile.

As the doors closed, a sense of regret filled her immediately.

When the thought of wanting to stay together more came to her, Seo Yeon stared intently at the button leading to the underground parking lot.

“Ha. I should take it easy.”
Murmuring words of selfdiscipline, Seo Yeon entered her house.

She carelessly dropped her bag and gently touched the pink rose with a pleased face.

Then with an expectant face, she opened the box she received from him.

Huh?

Inside the square box was an upscale rectangular envelope.

Thinking it might be an exhibition ticket like the one she received before, she carefully opened the envelope.

When she unfolded the paper perfectly aligned at the corners, the very neat handwriting captivated Seo Yeon’s eyes.

It was a handwritten letter that started with ‘My Seo Yeonssi’.

Seo Yeon read the contents of the letter in one breath.

She read the two densely written pages three times without stopping.

Receiving even a card with a short phrase was difficult, let alone a sincere handwritten letter.

At that moment, a saying she had said in the past came to mind.

‘It’s all about wealth and decency. You can’t buy decency with money, nor can you acquire it with effort. It’s the most important thing.’
Wealth and decency?