This was a clear kidnapping.

“It’s unbelievable.”
Hae Joo’s face turned ash gray.

Even after seeing it, she replayed the video several times because she couldn’t believe it.

“Do you know this person?”
“He seems like a reporter. Thank you, sir.”
“No, I’m sorry I couldn’t help that day. At first, I thought he was someone who knew the elderly person.”
“My father has dementia.”
“I see…”
There was no time to be stunned.

Hae Joo picked out a USB, coffee, and snacks from the convenience store.

“Thank you so much. Could you please transfer the CCTV video to the USB?”
“Of course.”
After finishing the payment, the store owner copied the video for her.

Hae Joo bowed her head several times in gratitude, expressing her feelings.

“Thank you. I will discuss with my husband and make sure to repay you.”
“Just leave that be. I just need one autograph….”
“I will also take a picture for you.”
Hae Joo, who received the convenience store owner’s autograph, smiled innocently.

After taking a selfie, she looked around and left the convenience store.

The car that had been following her was nowhere to be seen.

Hae Joo, who ran home, called Do Jun.

What’s the matter?
She told him about the story she heard from the convenience store owner and the car circling around her house.

Sweat dripped down from Hae Joo’s forehead, who was out of breath from running.

So, a guy who looked like a reporter took my father?
“Yes, I also got the CCTV footage from the convenience store.”
Send it to me.
Hae Joo sent the video to Do Jun.

Soon after, he called back after receiving it.

The quality is not good, so I can’t see the car number and the man’s face well.
“Wouldn’t it be possible to entrust it to an expert?”
That would be necessary.
The conversation was interrupted for a moment.

Through the phone, his breathing quietly seeped into Hae Joo’s ears.

The wavelike breath was pleasant to listen to.

Unconsciously, she closed her eyes to appreciate it when Do Jun started talking.

You’ve been through a lot. How’s your body?
“I’m much better now.”
An inexplicable feeling of resentment came over Hae Joo.

It’s because she had been going to work without seeing Do Jun for two days…..

“Are you coming home late today?”
There’s a college alumni meeting tonight. It might be difficult for you to come because of your condition?
“……!”
This time, everyone is coming with their wives or girlfriends.
“Where is it?”
It’s at a bar in the L Tower Sky Lounge in Gangnam.
“Oh, I see.”
I might be late. Rest.
The call ended abruptly.

Hae Joo didn’t know what to do with this resentment.

“Why are you so arbitrary?”
To anyone, this seemed like an attempt to distance himself.

After thinking for a while, Hae Joo called Director Song.

Yes, ma’am.
“I want to talk to you without Do Jun knowing.”
Go ahead.
“What time is the alumni meeting that Do Jun is going to today?”
If you’re also going, I’ll pick you up.
“Don’t mention it because it’s not decided yet.”
The meeting is at 7 pm.
“I see.”
Hae Joo looked at the countless clothes hanging on the rack.

Just then, she found a suitable dress and was about to take it out when she received a call from Jin Han.

“Yes, Director.”
Hae Joo, Director Kwak sent the revised script.
“Really?”
We have a full cast meeting next week, so please be aware.
“That means….”
You will have to play the role of So Hee.
“Thank you, Director.”
See you next week.
Jin Han’s voice was weak.

Regardless, she was relieved that the movie appearance wasn’t cancelled.

Hae Joo went in front of the mirror and chose shoes and a bag that matched the dress.

Hae Joo waited for the sun to set before dialing the number of Director Song.

“Apologies, but can you come and pick up Mr. Do Jun without him knowing?”
Shortly after, the chauffeur arrived in Do Jun’s sedan parked at the company. A car that had been circling around the house saw this and followed suit.

Hae Joo, sitting in the back seat of the sedan, noticed this.

She pulled out a lipstick from her bag and applied it, glancing at the clock showed it was past six thirty.

Incheon Airport. The Philippine Airline from Manila had landed on the runway.

People poured out soon after.

Among them, Yura, carrying an immigration bag, emerged and looked around.

“It’s thankfully quiet.”
Yura had kept a close watch on the affluent families since before she graduated from college.

She ended up marrying a man who said he was making a decent amount of money.

Of course, she didn’t go there emptyhanded.

The opposing family demanded a marriage cost befitting their standards, and she barely managed to meet the condition in her destitute circumstances.

Only later did she find out that the entire marriage cost was actually a debt owed by her husband, Kyungae.

“I should be able to live if I’m anxious.”
Debtors came day after day to collect from Kyungae.