Although Kwon Jaeha’s furniture, which was originally high-end, was slightly worn, it maintained its original appearance.
Standing in the middle of the living room without sitting in a chair, Eunjo opened the letter she had been holding all along.
But due to her suddenly blurred vision, she couldn’t see the letters.
“…… I’m sorry, Sister.”
Putting the letter into her handbag, she wiped away tears with both hands and approached the large room.
“……. ”
With a wet face, it seemed like she was about to burst into a bitter laugh.
The room they had shared, everything, remained the same.
As if they had entered that day, that time again.
The cracked heart began to spew out cold blood. It was cold.
The trembling that started from her fingertips soon spread throughout her body.
Embracing herself tightly, Eunjo discovered a faded paper box on the bed, as if they were back on that day, at that time.
That belonged to her.
“……Why.”
I thought I had thrown away everything or taken it when I moved, but apparently not.
[Yun Eunjo.]Clearly, her name was written on the small note attached to the surface of the box.
With trembling hands, Eunjo opened the lid of the box and froze as she looked inside.
A few textbooks, notes, a couple of old T-shirts, and a pair of jeans.
And squeezed in between them and the box…
A maternity notebook and ultrasound photos.
“I… I clearly! Threw everything away!”
In a room with no one, Eunjo shouted as if angry at someone.
Clear tears streamed down her pale cheeks incessantly.
There was no sound.
“…….”
Knowing firsthand how dreadful it is to hear the sound of one’s own wailing, she learned it in New York.
The person who hears the sound closest and loudest is oneself.
…Why? Why cry? For what reason!
Though her heart felt that way, she collapsed into a seat as if crumbling.
Jaeha, running up the stairs in a hurry, scolded himself.
In this situation, this place was truly the worst.
The place where the two first hugged each other.
The apartment where Jaeha left her alone and left.
As a farewell gift, he left her in the apartment where our… child was conceived.
“……Eunjo.”
Jaeha instantly recognized what was shattered into pieces on the floor.
And he immediately knew what the gray photo was that Yoon Eunjo was trying to tear into smaller pieces.
She simply glanced at him when he suddenly appeared, not surprised at all.
She was just putting all her effort into breaking the already small pieces into even smaller ones.
Unable to approach her easily, Jaeha simply reached out his hand.
“Eunjo, stop. Please….”
“Why… Why do I have to do that?”
Only now did she finally lift her eyes to look at him.
Tears, which had dyed her entire pale cheek white, repeatedly hung under her chin, as if about to fall.
However, she wasn’t crying.
In her unruffled face and silent sobbing, Jaeha’s heart shattered even more.
“What this is… I know. Well, how could I hide it. That, too, was a foolish thought. Don’t you think so?”
“Calm down… Can I… approach you?”
“Calm down? I’ve been calm all my life. Ignoring small pains or pains, ignoring excitement, quietly like a dead rat. Just like that.”
“…Yeah, I understand.”
“Just once… I made a wish, and the price I paid was truly bitter. Until the end… Just look at this state.”
“I was… completely wrong. I was foolish.”
“From the moment we met again, you were speaking to me with your eyes the whole time. Saying you hated me.”
“No, that’s not true!”
“To repay the truly emotional debt to you.”
“You know that’s not it. Eunjo, please….”
“Kwon Jaeha’s great pride. About that damaged pride… Beg for forgiveness with your body… and heart. Right?”
“From the start, 600 million won doesn’t mean anything, you know. Maybe… I think you knew. Just stay there!”
As Jaeha, who was approaching, took just one step back, Eunjo shouted in a terrifying voice.
“Okay. I got it.”
“Don’t come closer. It’s terrifying… I hate it.”
“…….”
“When I see you… I, I hate and loathe myself too much… I want to kill the me who hugged you… I really want to.”
With a faint dash, due to her laughter, Jaeha turned even bluer.
“Rather… cry. Hit me.”
“Don’t worry. I won’t die. Why? Now?”
“…….”
“I needed useless emotional play and silence. It’s okay… I had enough qualifications for that, I’m still thankful. For helping with Mina’s work.”
“…….”
“Really. But now… I think I can end it. A good idea just came to mind.”
Although Eunjo, who struggled to get up from the seat, staggered, she immediately raised her hand to stop Jaeha, who was trying to approach.
And with the back of her hand, she gently wiped away the teardrop hanging under her chin.
“…No, not like this. Please let me get closer to you.”
“This house… the house you gave me. I’ll give it to you. It’s much more expensive than that discarded ring! This apartment is a joke, not 600 million – no, it’s a joke even with 300 million.”
“…….”
“You said it, right? If you don’t want it, give it to someone else. It’s quite amusing, isn’t it? That’s you!”
Looking at Eunjo, who let out a small laugh, Jaeha couldn’t think of anything.
Just now, she.
Yun Eunjo.
Declared that she had let go of Kwon Jaeha.
My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
