She needed to call Hyun Sung if she wasn’t going to make it to her accommodation.

Having left her phone behind, she scanned the area around the bed.

Clothes and accessories were scattered haphazardly.

“Ah!”

As she tried to get up, a chain of stiffness starting from her lower body was overwhelming.

Unintentionally letting out a groan, Do Jun awoke.

“Does it hurt?”

“It’s not that.”

“You’ve been groaning.”

It was ironic that the very person who caused it was asking her if she was in pain.

Do Jun had relentlessly pursued Hae Joo in this luxurious hotel room, disregarding any staycation vibes.

The bed weathered a greater storm than the typhoon outside.

Hae Joo had exhausted all her energy keeping up with him.

It was a strange experience, where pain and pleasure simultaneously overwhelmed her body.

“Do Jun, you were too much.”

After talking about his brother Lee Jun during dinner, Do Jun seemed determined.

Asking why would be pointless. Due to his instinct and pride, Hae Joo had paid the price.

“Stay here for a few days.”

Hae Joo stared at him squarely at his demanding suggestion.

He, meanwhile, lazily smiled with his hair tousled.

“I have shooting starting Monday.”

“So you’re resting until tomorrow.”

As Hae Joo tried to sit up, covered with a blanket, Do Jun had to help her up.

Following her, he got out of bed.

“I’ll get you a robe. Wait here.”

The room bore the marks of a battle.

Hae Joo couldn’t even look straight at his retreating figure.

“Still feeling awkward?”

“It’s very different from what I’ve seen in movies.”

“Is it?”

He dressed her in a robe himself.

As he recalled the moments their skins touched, he trailed his fingers along her shoulder line, yearning for more.

“I hope you enjoyed it too.”

They were married, but it didn’t quite feel like it yet.

He yearned to possess Hae Joo, stirred by a desire close to love.

“I want to do more, but I’m holding back.”

Only then did he also wear a robe and brought some water from the refrigerator.

He first sipped the cold water and then pressed the bottle to her lips.

The water flowed into her, who was already thirsty.

The thrilling sensation hadn’t even faded when another gulp quenched her thirst.

Do Jun’s sticky act wasn’t unpleasant to Hae Joo. She was drawn into its sweetness, despite feeling unfamiliar and flustered.

“Can you walk?”

“Of course.”

After he casually hung the clothes on a chair, he held her hands.

Like learning to walk for the first time, she followed Do Jun’s steps.

As expected, her walk was awkward.

She tried to act normal, but her staggering gait made Do Jun chuckle.

“Don’t laugh.”

“You’re cute.”

“I need to call the manager first.”

“Just a moment.”

Do Jun brought her phone and sat her on the sofa.

“I’m making the call. I’ll fill the bathtub in the meantime.”

Nodding, Hae Joo waited for him to enter the bathroom before calling Hyun Sung.

It was almost midnight by then.

When Hyun Sung finally answered, she spoke as if nothing was wrong.

“Hyun Sung, it’s me.”

[Dash] Sister Hae Joo!

“Was the company dinner good?”

[Dash] Umm… there was a bit of a problem.

“What problem?”

[Dash] Should I even say this…

“What is it?”

Hyun Sung hesitated.

Repeatedly asking, Hae Joo finally said, “It’s okay, just tell me.”

Then, Hyun Sung shared what had happened during the evening.
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Excuses made for Hae Joo and the disarray Jin Han ended up in from his drunkenness……

Throughout the conversation, Hae Joo felt increasingly dazed.

“So that happened.”

[Dash] I’m sorry. I should have been wiser.

“It’s not your fault. You suffered because of me.”

[Dash] But what about Director Jin Han? I’ve never seen him fall apart like that.

“……Nothing can be done about it. I’ll go there tomorrow.”

[Dash] Okay, Sister.

Hae Joo had not anticipated such moments with Do Jun.

She had simply been saddened by the diminishing time spent with him.

But when Do Jun appeared, she fell for him helplessly, like a car with broken brakes.

She had seen people cry and laugh in love before. Back then, she couldn’t understand those emotions, but now they had deeply rooted within her.

“So this is what it felt like.”

Despite Jin Han’s distress, Hae Joo was more overwhelmed by Do Jun’s unrestrained embrace.

Moreover, the lingering pain, like a badge of honor, left her feeling languid.

“A warm bath might ease it.”

“Do Jun, tell me honestly.”

“About what?”

“About other women?”

He knelt before her, his hazel eyes already embracing her.

“What’s the use of many women? You’re the only woman in my life.”

“……!”

“Today, I was so mad, I got rough.”

“…….”

“I’ll do better next time.”

“How?”

“By torturing you with happiness.”

Startled, Hae Joo blinked her eyes.

Smiling, he stood up and took her hand.

“I want to run away with you just like this.”

“What about work?”

“I could quit, you know.”

“And money?”

“It’s all yours.”

Moving to the bathtub, they quickly became similarly dressed.

Do Jun, still feeling embarrassed, picked her up and carefully sat in the tub.

The sharp sting made Hae Joo squint her eyes.

The hot water gradually cooled, matching their body temperatures.

“I feel like I’ll go mad again like this.”

Being underwater made no difference.

As her muscles relaxed, he devoured her scent once more.

Lightning struck relentlessly all night.

They turned off all the lights, yet couldn’t sleep.

Then, as day broke and the sun rose…

Awakened by thunder, Jin Han first looked for a headache pill.

He had a flight to catch, but his hangover was unrelenting.

He tried to sleep again.

Soon after, he vomited everything out and his head finally cleared.

Outside, dawn was just breaking.

After showering, Jin Han packed his pre-prepared luggage.

Then he went to Hae Joo’s room.

“Hae Joo.”

Her room, still dark, remained silent.

He had hoped she would return, but she hadn’t.

A bitter taste rose in his throat.

At his age, the welling tears seemed foolish.

“Director.”

“Ah, Hyun Sung.”

Managing to put on a face, Jin Han lifted his tired eyes.

Hyun Sung had brought car keys.

“It’s time for the airport, isn’t it? I’ll drive you.”

“Thanks.”

Jin Han’s eyes sunk into gloom.

Hyun Sung, understanding as a fellow man, chose not to say more.

Soon, Jin Han boarded a plane to Gimpo Airport.

Though it was a short journey, he fell asleep and woke up during it.

“We’re already here.”

Feeling lighter than in Jeju, he loaded his luggage into an airport taxi, intending to go home but then decided to head to the office.

He had taken a holiday to see Hae Joo, but he had a lot of backlogged work. His ruined holiday left him feeling disheartened.

“We’re here, sir.”

Getting out of the taxi and dragging his suitcase, he was suddenly grabbed from behind. Instinctively, he shook off the hand.

Turning around, he saw a young woman.