The winter sun came in warmly through the large windows that opened up the front of the living room with a high ceiling. The Han River, which looked down from above, boasted a natural view in harmony with the nearby hills.

Sitting on a grey sofa with a simple style that resembled the owner’s taste, she was filled with a sense of relaxation as she admired the Han River at eye level.

On all the furniture, such as the table, the living room cabinet, and the bookshelf, which were harmoniously unified in black tones, there was not a speck of dust.

Her eyes scanned the dull law books on the bookshelf and stopped at the CDs and LPs that filled one space on the side.

Yeon Woo got up and rummaged through the records with her hand, then she hesitated holding the CD that attracted her the most.

“Give it to me.”

Before he knew it, Do Jun, who had changed into comfortable navytoned clothes, strode over and took the CD from Yeon Woo’s hand. The CD held in his large hand looked as small as a toy.

Kwon Jun Hwi, who was bending down to put the CD into the player, had an impeccable, elegant profile, which seemed even more so as he received the sunlight pouring in from the fulllength window.

From his forehead, past his uniquely high nose bridge, to the line that fell beautifully to his chin.

When he pressed a few times with his hand, music flowed from the round speaker set up in one corner of the living room.

“Do you like this song too? It’s a song that C Play released in 2000.”
Still bent over, he turned his head to look at Yeon Woo, his lips rising gently.

“I like it.”
Ah. Kwon Jun Hwi’s eyes widened a little at her response.

Yeon Woo, having just omitted the subject of her sentence, noticed the subtly awkward air and bit her lower lip.

“…the song.”
“…I see. I like it too.”
The gradually growing fuzzy feeling brought along an uncomfortable sensation somewhere.

So right now, the vibe Yeon Woo felt was like casually spending time rolling around at a lover’s house on a leisurely holiday.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

How could she, with her direct boss, not once, but twice a day.

“Um. The refrigerator, where is that proud refrigerator you were boasting about?”
Avoiding his intertwining gaze once again, Yeon Woo diverted her attention.

Yet in her head, her ego was still loudly clashing, one part shouting ‘Are you going to let it go on like this without any countermeasures?’ and another part saying ‘Even if you quit now, it’s not like you’re going to see him again, so what does it matter?’

Although Yeon Woo herself didn’t know exactly which side she wanted, one thing was clear.

She really needed to quit. Roan Yul.

Even though she had decided to resign, she thought she wouldn’t be able to easily cut ties due to the affection built over 8 years…

After leading him on and doing all she could, she simply didn’t have the confidence to treat him as just her boss in a clear and clean way.

His refrigerator was indeed worth boasting about.

“Do you want to swap with my house refrigerator? I’m quite serious.”
Inside the refrigerator, which the lady had said she’d look after for grocery shopping, were neatly stacked square glass containers holding ingredients, side dishes, fruits, and vegetables.

Unable to stop her admiration, Yeon Woo picked up a Shine Muscat in front of her and popped a grape into her mouth.

“Mm, it’s sweet.”
She was about to grab a beer can with her other hand while nodding when Jun Hwi stopped her. Yeon Woo was left with just her palate stimulated.

“No more alcohol.”
“Why?”
“You drank enough yesterday.”
“How can I enjoy the end of the year without drinking?”
“You can find fun elsewhere. No more alcohol.”

Stumble or not. He gently pushed Yeon Woo back and took out some steak.

Living alone in a house equipped to the brim, even with a living fish. Yeon Woo appreciated him for having given her only ramen for breakfast without rice or kimchi.

“Shall I take out the sauce in advance too?”
“Do you have gravy sauce?”
Yeon Woo, who wanted to do something, found the gravy sauce among the rows of various sauces. The cap didn’t open easily.

Why on earth do all the glass bottles in this world not open at once?

Yeon Woo covered the thin lid with the end of her clothes to prevent it from slipping, then turned it hard again.

Suddenly, with a thud, the cap opened, spilling the sauce.

“Um, counselor.”
“Why do you open it like that? It’s common sense to wear rubber gloves.”
“I see. But can you give me a rag for now?”
She had a small accident. Sauce was all over Yeon Woo’s knit.

…That’s how she ended up in Jun Hwi’s dressing room unexpectedly. Yeon Woo, who had to find clothes to change into, was so frustrated she wanted to tear her hair out.

He said to wear any clothes comfortably, but that was easier said than done!

‘Really messed up.’
She should have just ended it with the accident last night. Muttering, Yeon Woo carefully scanned the area he pointed out.

She didn’t even look at the side where dress shirts and suits were neatly hung. She passed by the showcase where watches, cufflinks, and tie pins were placed one by one in each slot just as she had seen in a luxury goods store.

She frantically searched for the cheapestlooking clothes in this room that seemed manageable for her to wear.

“I found it!”
A plain round neck sweatshirt. It’s not likely that such a common design is a cherished garment.

She was really conflicted until the moment she put her head into the sweatshirt, which was impregnated with a cozy fabric scent.

Should she run away from this house now?

She doesn’t understand what she’s doing with her workplace boss!

But even if she were to run away, she had to wear clothes. Yeon Woo put on the sweatshirt and returned to the kitchen resolutely.

“Counselor. I’ve been thinking.”
“…….”
Jun Hwi, who was setting forks and knives on the table, froze when he saw Yeon Woo entering the kitchen.

Why is he doing that? Because of the clothes?

“Um… Can I wear this?”
“Ha. I’m going crazy.”
Jun Hwi, who suddenly spat out a low curse, approached with a threatening stride.

Her shoulders automatically shrunk due to his gaze, which pierced her like a predator eyeing its prey.

“Why are you doing this.”
Of all things, she had chosen a red sweatshirt.

Yeon Woo’s fair skin contrasted with the intense red that captivated the gaze. It was just clothing, but in Jun Hwi’s mind, it was as if her entire body was steeped in red, creating an illusion.

Her hair, loosely tied up in a single bundle, had strands gracefully falling. Her slender jawline and neck became even more pronounced.

The clothes that fit a man’s body were too large for Yeon Woo, she was buried in red even after rolling up the sleeves. Beneath the loose neckline, which didn’t adhere tightly, the slightly revealed area beneath her neck returned as a stimulus.

Thinking that there would be traces of me somewhere, Jun Hwi’s eyes involuntarily clenched shut.

“Why, why are you doing this…”

“…”

A weak pain came to a corner of his head.

When he opened his eyes again, he was walking as if entranced, approaching her.

Why was he doing this?

He wasn’t sure. You just looked so ripe and red like an apple, and you smelled so good that he wanted to bite you immediately.

“Should I change?”

“I have, a headache here.”

Jun Hwi extended his index finger and pressed hard on his own temple.

“It might explode. Because of Kim Yeon Woo.”

As is, Jun Hwi lifted her and sat her on the dining table.

Clang, the dishes he had set up fell to the floor with a loud noise that sharply reverberated, but neither of them had the leisure to pay attention to it.

The items that hadn’t been picked up were left on the floor for a long time.

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