“He did fall asleep from exhaustion, but he’ll say let’s do it again when he wakes up. What happened at the Sea Pine family’s place yesterday? I can’t handle it anymore. I almost died. How about tying him up until he comes to his senses?”
Tae Yoon nodded as if he understood. He almost stabbed a knife into Woo Jung Hyun’s hand. There was no word to replace that.
Tae Yoon opened his mouth looking at Sun Hu.
“There is a way for both of us to survive. Even if we get blamed later, that method will work best.”
“There’s a method?”
“There is.”
Tae Yoon returned to the Play Round and summoned Ji An, who was working in the library, to the representative’s office.
As soon as Ji An got off the elevator, Tae Yoon strode up to her.
“Hello. I hope you’ve been well.”
“Director Woo.”
Ji An glanced at the office entrance, thinking that Dan Woo had summoned me.
It was not a little awkward as everyone asked what was going on. She had come because she wanted to see him, but she was about to ask him to refrain from this kind of summons.
“The representative is not here. Let’s head to the parking lot first. I will explain on the way.”
Hannamdong, Beren House.
The place where Tae Yoon had taken her was a luxury villa where only the wealthy lived.
The car he drove easily passed through the main gate of the Beren House.
Ji An couldn’t close her mouth as the car passed the main gate.
The moment she saw a garden that looked like a resort, she mulled over the words ‘because he’s the representative.’ However, her surprise did not calm down.
Looking at the villas with wide spaces between the buildings and the sensual design, her lips parted again.
So, the representative lives in such a house. What would he have thought when he saw the Lake Villa?
“The representative is a bit unwell. ……Your time out of the office will be recorded as ‘practical library training.'”
“What? Is there such a thing?”
“If not, we can create it.”
Ji An, surprised at the news that Dan Woo was ill, laughed softly at Tae Yoon’s ridiculous words.
Thinking, ‘The omnipotence the representative possesses comes from Director Woo’s abilities.’
Tae Yoon repeated his request to look after Dan Woo several times. He also repeated his warning not to be surprised once inside the house.
Leaving just those words behind, he said he had to hold his position and returned to the office.
“You might be a little surprised when you enter the house. There are fitness equipment in the living room. But it’s not a gym, it’s a home.”
As Ji An entered the house, she heard the sound of the front door closing behind her.
She carefully passed the hallway that led to the living room. Soon, a living room scene beyond her imagination filled her vision.
Only then could Ji An understand Tae Yoon’s words.
It wasn’t filled with a lavish chandelier, luxurious leather sofas, and expensive electronics. It was believable enough to be a gym.
The interior was dark with light controlled by blinds.
She approached the MMA ring and opened the cage. Seeing Dan Woo asleep, she carefully stepped into the ring.
He was drenched in sweat, wearing a messedup outfit and disheveled hair.
Ji An’s heart ached at the pitiful sight of Dan Woo, tired and asleep.
Why does love hurt so much? What happened?
She swallowed her words and lay down beside Dan Woo.
Dan Woo was sound asleep, his breath steady. At least, his sleeping face looked comfortable.
Ji An gently cradled Dan Woo’s cheek and smiled warmly.
Even though she was looking at Dan Woo’s face, the reality didn’t hit her, so she moved closer to observe him.
The pale face, sweatdrenched hair, and exhausted breathing brought a surge of strong emotions over her heart.
If it’s so hard, you should have said something. It’s okay when I come.
As she slipped her arm under his lax one and hugged Dan Woo’s back, the strong smell of sweat crept into her nostrils.
Rubbing her face against his broad chest, Ji An called his name.
“Dan Woo. I missed you.”
The hands that used to support me, the familiar body scent, the faint dispersing sound of breathing, I felt them all vividly, realizing that Dan Woo was right in front of me.
Ji An squeezed her eyes shut, feeling like she might burst into tears.
She didn’t know what the pain was that troubled him so, but she wanted to comfort him.
But she couldn’t do anything.
As she buried her face quietly, she heard his heartbeat. Desiring to hear it closer, she pulled Dan Woo in deeper.
The sound of their breathing dispersed in the quiet, tranquil house.
At that moment, a soft voice echoed from Ji An’s head, stifled by Dan Woo’s low voice.
“I thought it was a dream.”
Dan Woo deeply hugged Ji An, pulling her small back towards him. His grip tightened slightly, strength filling his fingertips.
The kiss that began from her forehead reached Ji An’s lips, his voice, low and breathy, questioned her.
“Why did you come here?”
“I pestered Mr. Woo because I missed you.”
“It’s Tae Yun’s doing, isn’t it.”
“…Why are you doing this? Who’s not listening? Should I scold them?”
Dan Woo’s back slightly moved at Ji An’s threat.
In the end, I should have just gone to see her without all this unnecessary worry.
“That’s right. They bothered me just to get scolded by our Ji An.”
“Who is it? Just say it. They’re dead to me.”
Ji An’s choked voice became a hot breath, echoing from Dan Woo’s chest.
Only then did Dan Woo finally open his eyes and looked down at Ji An.
The face he longed to see several times a day was openeyed and fumbling, tickling his heart.
She was a person who never asked why, he should have just gone to see her.
Dan Woo wanted to remain as the president for Ji An, for now.
He didn’t want Ji An to know about his mother and suffer, and he wanted to remain someone who didn’t lack anything in her eyes.
The president who possessed absolute power to give orders before Eun Seol’s harassment.
Moreover, someone who could stop by the library anytime to read a book.
He had once visited Ji An past midnight a while ago.
Her heart pounded as if it would jump out when Ji An, who picked up the phone halfasleep, rushed out immediately.
That was why he was going.
To see her face, which was running towards him because she was happy.
Recalling the past few days when Dan Woo didn’t even have time for that, he asked, “Did you miss me?”
“Yes. Even though I understood the president was busy, I wanted to see you all the time. You can tell by how often I called.”
Ji An had called Dan Woo frequently in the past few days.
She seemed fine on the phone, but upon hearing he was ill, she could only follow Tae Yun in a daze.
“I was summoned in the middle of my duty. Upon hearing you were ill, I didn’t think of anything else but Mr. Woo made up an excuse for me to leave work. …I got preferential treatment for being the president’s girlfriend.”
“Mr. Woo, he’s that kind of guy.”
A guy where the boss comes first in everything.
Still, he felt he should ask why he brought her here without thinking how she would handle the consequences.
On one hand, Dan Woo felt bitter, as if his unattractive side had been exposed.
When he heard Ji An’s voice in his halfsleep, he thought it was a dream.
Could the dream be vivid because he missed her so much? The moment he thought that, Ji An’s breath filled his chest.
The moment he realized the touch and sound of breathing he felt from his fingertips were real, the first emotion he felt was relief.
Because he could hold her, because he could touch her, and because it wasn’t a dream.
Ji An squirmed a little more, burying herself deeper and pulling Dan Woo’s neck closer.
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