Certainly, here’s the English translation:

Making people’s blood boil. But she doesn’t know that herself, sleeping soundly.

“Ha. No separate torture.”

While grumbling, Jaehun quickly pulled the blanket up, fearing that Lajin might catch a cold.

“If you catch a cold, you’ll blame it all on me, so I’m covering you. Even if you’re Lajin, ‘Assistant’ is someone who can even apply for workers’ compensation.”
Jaehun, who was silently watching her sleeping figure, suddenly became curious about her childhood.

She must have been very cute. Her cheeks were chubby, and her lips were probably as small as a baby bird’s.

She would have looked like an adorable fairy to anyone who saw her and then acted like a little adult. I think she might have been more observant and considerate of others rather than throwing tantrums and behaved quietly.

Perhaps it was the opposite?
She might have been a strong-willed child who insisted on having what she wanted, whether it was something to own, to eat, or something she wanted to do.

Either way, he thought she was lovely.

“I remember she said her family runs a small food company. Surely… it was called Saho Food.”

The Saho Food that Jaehun remembered was a company that had focused on steady growth rather than being overly ambitious in its business operations.
Because of this, Jaehun felt relieved, thinking that Lajin probably didn’t grow up in a difficult environment.

He, too, had grown up in a less than prosperous environment, marked by the pain of losing his parents in a car accident.

Seeing how well she had grown, it was clear she must have been raised with love in a harmonious home.

However, something had bothered him the last time Lajin had visited her hometown. He still hadn’t heard the whole story about it.
He wished for Lajin not to experience hardship, loneliness, or exhaustion.

“…First, I should do well.”

With a rather noble thought, Jaehun gently brushed Lajin’s hair and then tightly embraced her, closing his eyes.

Blink, blink. Unlike the usual nights when no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t fall asleep, this time, consciousness flickered as a dream surged forward.

Just before falling completely into sleep.

At the border of consciousness and unconsciousness, a thought crossed his mind.
Most of these thoughts, even though he couldn’t recall them upon waking up, remained somewhere in his mind, lingering faintly like smoke or shadows, occasionally stirring his nerves.

This thought went like this.

Even though he couldn’t see Lajin from her childhood.

Could he see a child resembling Lajin?

Certainly, through that child, he might catch a glimpse of her early years.
Jaehun, who had never shown any interest in children in his lifetime, had this thought as he fell asleep. His arms wrapped around Lajin remained tightly held throughout his sleep.

“It seems like she was really tormented. To have such a dream.”

Last night, Lajin had a dream. It was a dream where a white baby tiger with a big sun in its mouth leaped into her arms.
It might have been the aftermath of thinking of him as a beast embracing a scorching sun.

…Today, they would never be alone.

She had put in so much effort throughout the day to hide the persistent pain in her back and legs.

Every time Yoonhee asked if she was okay, Lajin’s face turned red, and she scolded herself.

It was clear that if she stayed up all night until today, she wouldn’t be able to go to work tomorrow.
Thinking about his tireless, monster-like stamina, she involuntarily nodded her head slightly.

At that, Jaehun narrowed his brows with a dissatisfied look and spoke.

“Is that so? Absolutely no room for reconsideration?”

“This is already the fifth time I’m answering.”

Lajin nodded firmly.

“Yes, my answer is the same this time too.”

Ha. Jaehun exhaled as if he didn’t like it. His face showed an unsatisfied expression.
“To be honest, my own home is much better than the one I’m staying in right now. It’s spacious, high, and we can sleep together.”

“The last part sounds odd.”

“Anyway, they’re willing to provide everything we need, and if we want, they’ll even give us the entire second floor. I don’t understand why you want to go back home, so I keep asking.”

Lajin also asked as if she didn’t understand.
“Our agreement is to be together only on Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays, and Sundays. Is there any modification allowed between the parties that I, as the party involved, am not aware of?”

That’s not the case, but…

Startled by the right words, Jaehun shuddered and then went on to wash his face.

He couldn’t bring himself to say that he didn’t want to be apart for even a moment because it was uncomfortable.

After spending the night together yesterday and coming to work this morning, Jaehun was disappointed.
He headed to his home office, and Lajin sat at the desk outside the home office. They had to go their separate ways.

As soon as he became aware of his own feelings, he was overwhelmed by the tragic incident that had unfolded.

Had his alone time always been this long and peaceful?