Even after 30 minutes. Even after an hour.

Until Yeon Woo finished showering after work, threw her tired body on the bed, and lay down.

“What is it? It’s really bothering me.”
Did he misunderstand when he asked for a simple chicken mayo picture?

“It’s not… He definitely asked for a picture of the meal I’m eating.”
Is chicken mayo that bad? Did it upset your stomach? What were you expecting from the food you were eating?

Ugh. Despite the creepy feeling, Yeon Woo closed her eyes with all her strength, ready to sleep.

Feeling a strange feeling as if she was eagerly waiting for his contact.

It had been a long time since she was filled with thoughts of Kwon Jun Hwi before going to bed.

The next morning.

She woke up later than usual. Yeon Woo hastily prepared for work and barely caught the subway on time.

Taking a deep breath, I looked at my phone and saw a text message from Kwon Jun Hwi that had arrived overnight. The time of receipt was 1:20 in the morning. It was just one picture without any explanation.

A neatly prepared sandwich and salad on a large plate. Next to it, champagne bubbles glistening.

From the slightly visible background… The composition showed the head of a bed and a panoramic glass window. It seemed like a hotel.

‘Did Kwon Jun Hwi really send this?’
Yeon Woo cocked her head and scrolled up the conversation again.

Judging from the record of him having dumped a lot of work on her, it was indeed him.

She scrolled down the screen again and scrutinized the photo. The big hand and the watch that were slightly visible in one corner of the photo were just like him.

Had he suddenly asked about Yeon Woo’s dinner menu and then, even more out of the blue, shown his own dinner menu?

“Oh dear.”
She thought of his careful brow as he would have adjusted the angle here and there while looking at the phone screen to take this picture.

Did that stiff man who seemed like a wooden doll stand up to take pictures, and sit down to take pictures? Kwon Jun Hwi, taking a photo of food with an emotionless face. It didn’t suit him at all.

He would have also pondered several times with his long fingers while choosing the best picture out of many.

Was he still working that he was eating room service? He should have gotten something more substantial than a sandwich…

She did not know why she was chuckling at this one picture. Then, remembering that she was in a crowded subway, Yeon Woo quickly dropped the corners of her mouth and bit her lip quietly.

‘But. I’m not going to respond either.’
Lawyer, you wonder why there is no answer, try losing sleep over it.

When Jun Hwi’s short business trip ended, Ro and Yul returned to their busy, busy, ordinary daily life.

While Yeon Woo was setting up the conference room and had left her seat for a moment, there was a missed call from her dad.

Her dad rarely called during business hours. She had a rough idea of what was going on.

Looking for a quiet place, Yeon Woo went to the break room and called her dad.

“Dad. Is mom still lacking energy and all that?”

It’s getting worse. She doesn’t eat or sleep because she cries.
“Ah… what to do? But there’s nothing we can do. Time is the best medicine, after all.”
Heartless daughter. Aren’t you worried about your only mother?
Last weekend, Bbodongi, the pet dog that had been with them for a whopping 12 years, crossed the rainbow bridge.

The whole family’s sadness was indescribable, and especially mom, who spent the most time with him, was greatly shocked.

And ‘mom’s boy’ dad had been gloomy for days because of mom’s lack of energy.

The typical stoic Gyeongsang Province man, my father, was truly deeply in love with my mother. He would publicly state that my mother was his priority over his own daughter.

“You know mom’s birthday is next Wednesday, right? We must have dinner together as a way of cheering her up. Mandatory attendance. Got it?
“Is it the 14th? Alright. What are we having for dinner?”
Sushi.
“Ah, but I prefer meat! We always cater to mom’s taste.”
Stop complaining. Mom is our queen, of course, we cater to her.
It’s heartwrenching for those without such a loving husband.

While listening to my father’s nagging, I finished the call thinking about our adorable fluffy white dog, Podongi.

When I got to my desk, another tender man was waiting for me in the messenger.

[Yeon Woo, is your mom doing okay? She seemed to be having a hard time… I’m worried too.] Even though it was a text, the soft tone of Cha Han Bin, which vividly recalled his saggy eyebrows, was quite touching.

Apparently, he must have heard the news through his aunt. Yeon Woo explained her mother’s condition briefly.

[I want to cheer your mother up too. What would be good?] [Well, I’m thinking about what would be good because it’s her birthday.] [If you’re not busy, can we talk for a bit? I’ll come over.] Not long after sending the message, Cha Han Bin came over with a bright smile.

He leaned on the front partition with his arms folded, bending down. Naturally, he got so close to Yeon Woo as if their heads were almost touching.

“Do you think red bean cake is too ordinary? Nowadays, flower cakes are sophisticated and pretty in design. Your mom likes flowers, right?”
Cha Han Bin gently suggested a cake for Yeon Woo’s mother’s birthday.

“Really? Are there even trends in cakes?”
“I have a few screenshots saved. Just a second.”
“Oh, thank you. You’re better than me. Do you want to be my mom’s daughter instead of me?”
Yeon Woo’s gentle gaze naturally reached Cha Han Bin with a giggle.

Then, Jun Hwi, who was about to leave his room to attend a meeting, stopped at the door when he saw them.

“……”
With the gesture to Jun Hwi as if to tell him not to interfere hidden away, Cha Han Bin was still hovering around Yeon Woo today.

It was laughable to see his shameless behavior, but Jun Hwi was not in a state to simply ignore and let it pass.

Considering the cheap provocation a few weeks ago still lingers in his memory, it seems that his intention to bother Jun Hwi worked to some extent. Although he didn’t want to admit it.

Kim Yeon Woo, who still did not readily hold onto his hand, was smiling sweetly at Cha Han Bin, unaware of anything. Sharing intimacy. Sharing daily life.

It made him angry that she often showed a relaxed face to that guy, a face she didn’t easily show to him.

The translation of your text is as follows:

‘Sometimes I wonder, is the first love still valid?’
Cha Han Bin had uttered those words somewhere around here.

Leaning against the door frame, Jun Hwi was racking his memory when his gaze met Cha Han Bin’s.

Cha Han Bin too, unabashedly returned Jun Hwi’s piercing gaze. Then, soon after, he fashioned a sweet smile and spoke to Yeon Woo as if to show off.

“Yeon Woo, just a moment.”
“Hm?”
Mindful of Jun Hwi’s gaze, Cha Han Bin reached out and ran his fingers through Yeon Woo’s hair.

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