“Eun Jo, if these two stay at that hotel, the establishment will be dining out on that fact for years to come. It’s ultimately good for hundreds, if not thousands, of people. And I won’t stay here no matter how much you beg.”
Understanding what he was saying, Eun Jo nodded her head.
[My—what a sight to behold.] [I agree.]Jennys, who readily concurred with her husband’s opinion, let out a satisfied laugh.
[Eun Jo is remarkably pretty. Your grandson’s taste and destiny must have aligned perfectly. Congratulations, Jennys.]Congratulations?—Jae Ha raised his eyebrows.
[There is such a thing; Jennys’s grand dream.]Jennys, sipping her tea without a word, was looking at Da On and Lily who were playing.
[Kyle, your grandmother said—if a girl is born, she’ll make her the baby queen. Scary, isn’t it?]
Lifting his teacup, Jae Ha responded casually.
It’s not just getting ahead—
Eun Jo finally thought that Jae Ha had regained his senses.
No matter how chaotic the scene they’d witnessed—a family’s casual afternoon—
According to the 90% she understood, the elderly couple severely misunderstood Eun Jo and Jae Ha’s relationship.
Most importantly, considering Natalie, this was really awkward.
Recalling the article, Eun Jo wondered if there was some American way of thinking she was unaware of.
Or maybe she alone was misunderstanding.
And she’d inadvertently even dragged Da On into it.
She couldn’t feel at ease.
Eun Jo, who had been looking down for quite some time, raised her head to find herself staring into Jae Ha’s eyes.
“There’s something I need to talk to you about today.”
“Ah, well… you see—I’ve prepared some bulgogi. Enough for three or four people. How about having dinner together as a family? I’d like to prepare it and go home. I’m not sure, but I think it’ll suit your tastes. It’s something Westerners particularly enjoy.”
Jae Ha frowned fleetingly as he looked at Eun Jo, who quickly said what she wanted to say.
“Eun Jo, what did I just say? I told you I have something important to discuss today.”
“Don’t raise your voice. You’ll startle the adults.”
“What thoughtful consideration.”
[What’s the problem, Kyle?]This wasn’t a situation to overlook for Jenis.
[Nothing. Eun Jo said she would prepare dinner for you two.]
Trying to change the atmosphere, Kyle spoke with a somewhat cheerful tone.
However.
[I can prepare bulgogi! If you’re not opposed, I’d like to treat you. It’s real home-cooked food, just as Koreans enjoy.]Eun Jo, who understood well, quickly interjected.
[It won’t take much time.]Ignoring Jae Ha’s furrowed brows, Eun Jo stood up from her seat.
“Yoon Eun Jo, you—”
And she moved quickly before anyone could stop her.
She cleared her mind and focused on cooking, thinking of her family who would enjoy the food.
The beef bulgogi, already marinated and set aside, was of a style that Da On liked.
Bulgogi without vegetables, the original recipe.
Soon, the house was filled with a sweet and salty aroma that stimulated the salivary glands.
“Goodbye, Lily…”
Da On, parting from the puppy, had a face as if she was about to cry.
Jae Ha remained expressionless throughout, and even Alexis and his wife seemed flustered, but Eun Jo left the house with the child.
She couldn’t keep playing this foolish act for long.
Da On sang the Lily, Lily song until the next day, not knowing what to do with her longing and regretful heart.
“Sister, there’s a pet café next to the grocery store. Let’s go there. The weather’s good, too.”
“Lily will love it! You don’t even know!”
“No, you’re the one making a fuss over a dog you’ve just met. Is it that cute?”
“Lily likes me too! Hmph…”
“Then, go see Lily.”
All the while, Min Ah, who was curious about the hidden story, kept an eye on Eun Jo’s mood.
“Let’s go out and eat something delicious and also visit a pet café.”
Eun Jo, whose resolve had weakened, consoled the child who was on the verge of tears.
On Sunday afternoon, it was hard to find a parking spot in the large supermarket’s parking lot.
Eun Jo, who had told the child and her sister to go ahead to the restaurant, only found a spot after circling the parking lot a few times.
Just as she got out of the car and headed for the entrance, someone blocked her way.
“Who is this!”
“…!”
“The pretty chauffeur’s even prettier sister! What a coincidence!”
Still wearing his wrinkled black suit, the man greeted Eun Jo with a displeasing smile.
“I’m so pleased.”
Jo Gwang Joong.
A face she didn’t even want to see in her dreams.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
