He must be drunk. That was what Ki Joo thought when he noticed the faint light as he turned around. It was even more so since it was spotted near the greenhouse on the way to the cottage where the quarters were.

His disregard and his wandering steps deviated from the path immediately after.

As he got closer, the brightly lit greenhouse came into view. Ki Joo entered through the open door without hesitation. He immediately stepped on something hard. Looking at his foot, it was a cable tie.

When he straightened his neck with a furrowed brow, the wrecked greenhouse came fully into view.

The glass of the glass greenhouse was covered with dust, the place where there should have been pots was empty, and the watering can was crushed and flipped over on the floor, presumably stepped on by someone. It was the trace of a hasty cleanup.

In the midst of all that, Eun Chae was standing. Her small hands were tightly clenched and she stood motionless. Ki Joo swiped his neck as he crossed the greenhouse that looked like a ruin.

He thought he had heard a whisper about building a pond in place of the greenhouse. It was under the pretext that the old greenhouse was aesthetically displeasing.

Ki Joo walked past her, replaying the series of events that had unfolded in his mind.

Eun Chae looked up at him with bloodshot eyes. Seeing his languid gait made her feel like her throat was blocked.

Soon after, Ki Joo kneeled down in front of a broken pot. He seemed to be staring at the sand that had spread around him, but then he swirled it with his hand.

“Don’t be too upset.”

“…….”

“It’s not like it’s a one or two day thing being taken away.”

Eun Chae barely managed to catch her breath, which wasn’t recovering well.

It felt like her heart stopped for a moment at his words. She thought that might have been the case.

All the while, she was fiercely rubbing the palm of her hand with her fingernail.

After glaring at him as if to kill him, she whirled around and walked out, stretching her thin legs. She walked on, pretending to be calm, cooling her hotly burning eyes with the cold wind.

Ki Joo watched her as she retreated. The distance widened, and eventually she disappeared completely from his view. Still not withdrawing his gaze, he eventually brushed the sand off his fingertips.

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As a result of insomnia, Eun Chae, who also had a headache, barely made it to the meeting place with Seung Yoon.

It’s true, but the feeling is disgusting.

It was the conclusion she reached after chewing on his words all night, and even after reaching the conclusion, she couldn’t sleep.

She was asking the staff for warm water with a pale, sickly complexion, when she saw a familiar silhouette enter through the door.

For some reason, it was Han Seung Yoon with an arrogant expression.

Just seeing his face made her headache worse. Eun Chae didn’t even glance at the approaching Seung Yoon, but straightened her posture.

Seung Yoon looked at Eun Chae with a disdainful eye. He even exaggeratedly looked around before sitting at the table where she was sitting.

Eun Chae thought his behavior looked like a preschool child who is in a better position than his opponent. A child who was restless to show off that he was the stronger one.

Seung Yoon chatted on, oblivious to the fact that she was having such a view of him.

“Where did you hide it? I can’t see.”

Hearing the incomprehensible words, Eun Chae felt a sudden fatigue. She inhaled deeply with patience, and then replied after exhaling.

“What are you talking about?”

Hearing the question, Seung Yoon lowered his eyes. He was momentarily surprised to see her face, which looked even paler today, but he scoffed instead of showing his surprise.

“I’m talking about that guy. Song Eun Chae’s bodyguard, who’s lost his nerve.”

Without changing her expression, Eun Chae asked back.

“Do I only have one or two bodyguards?”

Despite Seung Yoon’s incredulous laugh, she steadfastly continued her rebuttal.

“Who among them?”

“Isn’t it that guy? Ki Joo would be upset if he heard. Considering you’re even kissing.”

Eun Chae was silent for a moment. She had suspected that it had been exposed since the first phone call. She was curious about how Seung Yoon would react.

As the waitress brought the coffee, Eun Chae took her share of the tea cup.

Seung Yoon looked at her with an interested eye. He was relaxed as if he were holding a knife blade.

“And why is that?”

With those words, Eun Chae dismissed the relationship with Ki Joo. Seung Yoon, who had been in high spirits, immediately frowned. He looked like he was saying, ‘That’s not it’.

“Do you think I have to look only at Mr. Han Seung Yoon? Even if I have no shame, I wouldn’t.”

At his words, Seung Yoon’s face turned a bright red. He felt the embarrassment and was visibly flustered.

“Hey, Miss Song Eun Chae.”

Even as he cleared his throat and tried to sound dignified, Seung Yoon had clearly lost his composure. It was evident as he leaned tightly against the table. He seemed not to want to be caught.