“Chairman, that’s how it is. The only person who saw Miss for Miss herself was Manager Kwon. He’s the one who believed in the promise that you would return. How can you say something different to him, who waited believing in that one word?”

“……”

“You need to know the value of people. The value of people……”

Uttering these enlightening words, Haman left the dining room. Eunchae put the mug down on the table. Standing there for a moment, she swallowed hard.

She knew.

There was no one more on her side than Kwon Kiju in the world.

Still…

Still, please let me win this time.

Please.

An unexpected event happened.

「Don’t eat dinner and come to the officetel. Song Eunchae 」

Kiju thought it was a wrong message and checked it several times. It was around the time of leaving work when he admitted that it had arrived correctly.

However, he couldn’t tell what time ‘not eating dinner’ meant. As his job was demanding, skipping meals happened often, and so when hungry, he ate at any time.

He called Lee Kwang-il, who suffered a lot from rolling pens in the office. He asked when he usually had dinner. He got scolded as if he was a ghost who skipped a meal and died.

Actually, swearing from Kiju was like what? It was just a slightly ticklish language, and so there was no impact. He asked again how many times he usually had dinner.

Kwang-il lost, and like six, no, seven. Anyway, it’s better to do it before eight. That was the way he replied.

He hung up the phone. From where he was to his house, it took about thirty minutes. After parking his car in the underground parking lot and checking the time, he arrived in fifteen minutes.

He got on the elevator while fixing his clothes. Staring anxiously at the changing numbers, as soon as the door opened, he went down. It took about three steps to reach the door, but Kiju stopped his steps with a soft face.

“I don’t know the password…….”

Eunchae was standing somewhat embarrassed with a vague face.

Click, Bang!

It was before the front door closed. Kiju pressed her against the wall.

He turned over her scarf and thrust his face into her neck. The man’s body, sticking close without rolling up into a ball, was surrounded by a mysterious heat.

Stunned, Eunchae tried to step back, but in an instant, she became a hostage to him hanging on her neck.

“I mean, there……. ”

No matter what she was trying to say, he turned her neck, and his lips met her mouth. Meanwhile, the breath he exhaled was as hot as it seemed to veil.

“Wait a moment…… Just a moment.”

Without hesitation, he bit her earlobe. Eunchae finally realized. If she couldn’t stop him here, going to the bed was only a matter of time.

From above her head, a siren sounded loudly.

“Manager Kiju!”

Eunchae pushed him away with all her might, raising her voice. Kiju looked down with a momentary blank face.
“I, doing this is fine, but… I came here because there’s something I must say.”

Something she must say.

And it’s something crucial.

He narrowed his eyes and stared. He wondered what kind of creative words she would use to turn his mind upside down.

“I’m sorry.”

Kiju’s face, which was calm until then, subtly changed at those words.

“I’ve never thought of you, Mr. Kwon Kiju, as the same as Song Myunghwan.”

“……”

“At that time, my emotions got a bit intense… and it was hurtful…”

“What was hurtful?”

He asked indifferently. Eunchae cleared her throat and answered.

“Mr. Kwon Kiju saw me as a weak presence.”

“……”

“Do you wish for me to remain a weak presence?”

Kiju said nothing. Eunchae wanted to know the meaning of that silence, but he asked another question.

“Confession… How did you make it again?”

“I said I would continue to support his family.”

Kiju chuckled and pressed his lips together. Biting her lower lip so as not to hurt her, he mumbled.

“People with a lot have it different.”

“That’s not…”

As she tried to make excuses, Kiju unexpectedly intruded inside. Her eyes involuntarily closed, and with eyes open, he teased her lips. Eunchae twisted her body to avoid him.

“How can I win over you, Song Eunchae.”

“……”

“Couldn’t you just let me win a bit?”

It was unexpected for Eunchae. She didn’t know he was thinking the same thing, hoping that he would let her win.

“When that is revealed, both Kang Hye-ran and Song Eunchae will be talked about by people. If it explodes at the timing when it is revealed that Song Myunghwan managed two households, malicious rumors will spread like a snowball. Is that what you want?”

“What do I know? If you throw a stone, just let it hit that stone.”

“……”

“There’s nothing to be afraid of. Yet, Mr. Kiju, who should throw the stone, is just standing still.”

How can I throw a stone at you? Kiju swept back his hair with a stunned face.

“I’m okay. This is the only way I can forgive my mom.”

Holding the woman who penetrated into him with both arms, she earnestly said.

“Believe in me.”