It took a considerable amount of time and effort for a patient who had been bedridden for three years to walk on their own. Seo Ha spent most of her days undergoing examinations, treatments, and rehabilitation. There wasn’t much else to do.

“The weather is nice.”

After recovering enough to walk alone without assistance, albeit with a slight wobble, her condition improved significantly.

“I’m going for a walk.”

“Be careful on the stairs!”

“Of course.”

Seo Ha cheerfully greeted the nurses she had become familiar with and went outside. Thanks to the nice weather, many patients like Seo Ha were out for walks.

“There’s nowhere to sit.”

When Seo Ha found an empty bench in a relatively quiet area at the back, she heard murmuring from somewhere.

“Look at this. It will be perfect for our Seo Ha, don’t you think?”

“Yes. You have excellent handiwork.”

‘Seo Ha?’

Seo Ha instinctively looked around, her gaze landing on a corner of the flower bed.

An older woman in patient’s clothing and a young man in a suit were crouched down, fiddling with clover. Curious about this odd scene, Seo Ha quietly stood up and approached them.

“Of course. When our daughter was young, I made her clothes with my own hands. Now I’m too busy to do such things.”

Sensing someone’s presence, the man looked up. Feeling embarrassed, Seo Ha tried to quickly walk past but tripped on the flower bed’s edging stone and fell.

“Kyaa!”

“Oh my!”

The older woman who had been weaving clover quickly ran over to help Seo Ha up.

“Are you alright, young lady? Are you hurt?”

“Yes. I’m fine.”

Rubbing her sore knee, Seo Ha looked up and met the older woman’s eyes.

At that moment.

“Seo Ha!”

The older woman shouted loud enough to wake the dead.

“Pardon? Do you know me…?”

Seo Ha struggled to speak as the older woman suddenly pulled her into a tight embrace.

“Where have you been, my baby! Do you know how long I’ve been looking for you? Let’s go. Let’s go home with mama, Seo Ha.”

“Madam, you can’t do this!”

The man forcibly separated the older woman from Seo Ha and apologized politely.

“I’m sorry. Our madam is still unwell. Are you alright?”

“I-I’m fine.”

“Seo Ha, let me see your leg. Are you hurt badly? Does it hurt? Let mama blow on it. Oh, my poor beautiful baby is in pain.”

The older woman’s outstretched hand was caught by the man before it could reach Seo Ha.

“Madam. This young lady is not your daughter. Please go inside, and I’ll bring your daughter to you.”

“She’s not…?”

She was a somewhat haggard but still beautiful woman. The older woman tilted her head while looking at Seo Ha, then soon smiled brightly.

“What a pretty young lady. And I don’t believe I’ve seen you before. Are you new?”

“My name is Ryu Kyung Jun, madam. I recently joined the secretarial office.”

“I see, Secretary Ryu. I’ll be counting on you.”

“Let’s go inside. The wind is chilly.”

The strange man and the older woman walked away side by side, chatting. After a few steps, the man turned back and bowed his head towards Seo Ha. It seemed to be an apology.

“What a strange incident.”

Seo Ha sat back down on the bench, feeling bewildered. When she lowered her head to examine her injured knee, she noticed a clover bracelet on the ground.

“Oh, this.”

She quickly picked it up and looked around, but the man and the older woman were gone.

“Can’t be helped, I suppose.”

Fortunately, her knee wasn’t badly hurt. Seo Ha sat alone, trying the clover bracelet on her wrist. It fit perfectly, as if it had been hers from the beginning.

“Huh…?”

Her chest ached. An inexplicable tear fell, glistening on the clover flower.

The next moment, all her lost memories came rushing back at once. From her early childhood until just before the accident, all the memories of living as Yoon Seo Ha.

“Mom…?”

As soon as she spoke, tears began to flow uncontrollably. Her chest hurt so much that it was difficult to breathe properly.

Seo Ha clutched the bracelet tightly in her hand and stumbled out. Her legs, still not fully recovered, frustrated her.

“Mom, Mom!”

Hae Sun was nowhere to be seen. She had to find her and tell her that Seo Ha was here. Her mom probably didn’t know that Kyung Jun was a spy for Taeyang Group.

As Seo Ha ran around calling for her mom like a madwoman, she suddenly stopped in front of the lobby, catching sight of herself in the glass.

‘Who… am I?’

Seo Ha carefully examined her raised hands. The scar from a deep cut by sewing scissors that had required six stitches was completely gone. Her pinky finger, which had been slightly curved like her mother’s, was now straight.

Jo Seo Ha.

This was the name the medical staff now called her by.

Seo Ha took a step closer to the glass. The unfamiliar woman’s features became even clearer.

The accident that had happened over three years ago, but felt like yesterday in Seo Ha’s memory.

The woman who had jumped in front of the car holding a red brick in that final memory was now staring back at Seo Ha from the mirror.

It was all too confusing. Amidst this chaos, the thought of finding her mother strongly dominated her mind. As Seo Ha staggered into the lobby, someone pushed her from behind, and she fell flat on her face.

“Ouch!”

Although Seo Ha couldn’t have had much strength, the other person acted as if they had been pushed, becoming irritated instead.

“Where are you looking while walking?”

Having fallen twice now, Seo Ha’s already weak body was in pain. As she struggled to get up, groaning, the man’s shoe approached her.

“What’s wrong, darling?”

“I accidentally bumped into her. You, you seem quite upset. I’m really sorry. To an ill person…”

Suddenly, the woman’s tone changed.

Hearing their voices sent chills down Seo Ha’s spine. Still on the floor, she slowly raised her head.

Lee Seung Oh, Lee Ji Soo.

Lee Seung Oh had his arm around Lee Ji Soo’s shoulder with a gentle expression that made it hard to believe he was the one who had pushed his wife in front of a truck.

Lee Ji Soo was even more horrifying.

‘That’s me!’

She looked so identical to Yoon Seo Ha that even Seo Ha herself would have thought so. Her hair, accessories, makeup, clothes, bag, shoes, even her perfume.

“I’m, I’m so sorry. Are you hurt? Here. Take my hand and get up.”

“Get away from me!”

Seo Ha shuddered as she slapped Ji Soo’s hand away.

“Kyaa!”

How hard could a weak patient have hit? But Ji Soo let out a shrill scream as if Seo Ha had struck her with a baseball bat, clinging to the man.

“Are you okay? Hey! Even if it was a mistake—”

“It’s, it’s fine. I was in the wrong first.”

“You’re so foolishly kind. Geez.”

The two scumbags walked away casually, embracing each other and muttering. Seo Ha, still sitting on the floor, swallowed the scream that threatened to burst out.

She didn’t know what was going on, but this body was Jo Seo Ha. There was nothing she could do if she rushed at them now.

I need to find Mom first.

Seo Ha gritted her teeth, glaring at the corridor the two had entered.

The one fortunate thing was that her mother would likely be in one of those few VIP rooms.

And the real ‘Yoon Seo Ha’s body as well.

The orange sunset stretched across the white sheets through the window. The teardrop-shaped humidifier puffed out cool mist. Seo Ha was not there.

“Baby. Where did my baby go?”

Hae Sun jumped up from her seat, startled.

“Seo Ha. Mama’s baby, where are you?”

“Mom!”

The closed door suddenly swung open, and a young woman entered.

“Mom, I’m here.”

Hae Sun blinked her blank eyes.

“Who…?”

“When will you recognize me, Mom?”

Yoon Seo Ha’s hairstyle, Yoon Seo Ha’s clothes, Yoon Seo Ha’s accessories and bag, Yoon Seo Ha’s shoes.

Dressed from head to toe like Yoon Seo Ha, Ji Soo smiled brightly as she helped Hae Sun sit on the bed, then perched beside her.

“I came to see you, Mom. My husband was too busy to come.”

“…?”

After blinking at Ji Soo for a long while, Hae Sun shook her head.

“Don’t joke around. Where did our daughter go?”

“Mom, come on! It’s me!”

“Young lady, have you seen our Seo Ha? She’s about this tall, with round eyes, and very pretty. Her hair is tied in two sides with yellow hair ties.”

Ji Soo bit her lip.

It had been good to get a rapid promotion right after being hired as a designer. It was satisfying to see the designers who had ignored and ostracized her quit on their own.

The problem was the discontinued designs for the new brand.

In a small safe placed under the desk, impossible to break or burn, was Yoon Seo Ha’s design book.

Lee Seung Oh had said that only two people in the world knew the password to that safe. One was obviously Yoon Seo Ha, and the other was Kang Hae Sun.

“Mom, it’s me. Why can’t you recognize me?”

“Oh my, I left the bracelet behind. I made it to give to our baby.”

Ji Soo, looking sullen, took out a bottle of juice, gulped it down, and carelessly placed it on the table.

“Ms. Lee Ji Soo.”

Kyung Jun entered and urged her to leave as if shooing away a peddler.

“It’s time to go. The madam is tired.”

“It hasn’t even been five minutes.”

“Let’s go.”

“What authority do you have to always chase people away like this, Manager?”

“And what authority do you have to keep coming in and out of the madam’s room?”

Kyung Jun asked coldly.

“Th-that’s…”

“Get out.”

Although he was an internal director, Ryu Kyung Jun’s actual position was just head of the secretarial office, yet Lee Seung Oh always maintained a submissive attitude towards him. He didn’t even reveal the reason to Ji Soo.

“Tch!”

In any case, Ji Soo, who had to follow Seung Oh, deliberately knocked over the half-empty juice bottle to vent her frustration, shattering it on the floor, before storming out.

“…Sigh.”

Kyung Jun sighed as he cleaned up the glass shards and spilled juice. Despite the commotion, Hae Sun remained seated with a dreamy expression.

“I’ll be going now, Madam. I’ll see you again tomorrow.”

After finally checking the temperature, humidity, and room supplies, Kyung Jun bowed politely and left. The security guard outside the door gave a slight bow.

“Good work. Don’t leave your post.”

“Yes, Manager.”

Now, if he took Lee Seung Oh home, his daily schedule would be complete. In fact, it wouldn’t matter if he didn’t take him home, but it was better to minimize any time for mischief.

Kyung Jun stood in front of the elevator in the quiet corridor. The emergency exit door behind was closed.

“Achoo!”

A small sneeze leaked out from behind that closed door.

‘A reporter?’

Kyung Jun approached the emergency exit carefully, muffling his footsteps. And the moment he grabbed the door handle and flung it open.

“Gasp!”

He came face to face with a woman hiding in the emergency exit, covering her own mouth.

“You…?”

It wasn’t a reporter, but a patient. The woman he had encountered earlier during the walk in the backyard, whom Hae Sun had called Seo Ha and embraced, despite her not resembling Yoon Seo Ha in the slightest.

In any case, she couldn’t have come with good intentions. Kyung Jun’s eyes narrowed sharply.

“You’re the person I saw earlier today, right? Why are you hiding here?”