Chapter 192 – Chapter 192
Baeksan sat on the sofa and looked at Eunah across from him.
What was revealed on the face that glared at him with a hardened expression was an undoubted expression of anger.
“Why did you come?”
Baeksan’s horse. Eun-ah replied to him.
“No, there is something I want to ask…”
A bit of a stutter, and then a tone that creeps in as you go backwards.
Baeksan felt a bit unfamiliar with the way he spoke. It was Eun-seol that we had met and talked to that face so far, so if it was natural, it could have been natural.
Her granddaughter, whom she had finally come face to face with the truth, had a fragile appearance that seemed like it would soon disappear.
Her granddaughter asked the question with her face slightly frowning and blurring.
“Ah, you have no regrets… ?”
“What?”
“Look at me. I have no idea… ?”
Baeksan wasn’t someone who didn’t have an eye for what he was talking about. Baeksan, who has lived her entire life as a merchant and has lived through people’s hearts, at least knew that what Eun-ah was saying was, “Don’t you regret leaving me alone?”
Don’t you regret
“I don’t.”
He had to say that
Baeksan had to be perfect.
The owner of the surname Hanseong should never have a gap. His blood always had to be frozen cold as he was infested with hyenas waiting to show his weakness.
Her granddaughter across from her was showing a big shake, clearly visible in her eyes, at her own answer.
“I-I really…”
Bite your lips Wrinkles form between the eyebrows. There must be tears in the eyes.
“Really… Oh, it’s okay… ?”
Baeksan knows.
That means denying what you said yourself. It’s a question that wants you to say that you regretted it.
For a moment, Baeksan looked at her granddaughter’s face with her mouth shut.
I could see the resemblance to her daughter, whom I had beaten with my own hands a long time ago, everywhere. The bridge of her nose or the thin jawline. Skin that is toxic white and looks like this if you leave it alone with others.
It was the face that reminded him of what he would dare to call regret.
“Yes.”
Baeksan gave the same answer this time.
Kwak-. Her granddaughter’s hand gripped the hem of her skirt. Her tightly closed lips couldn’t even think of breathing out, and her ‘jaw’ was blocked.
How can I not breathe and collapse? Baeksan, who unconsciously came up with such a thought, looked at her granddaughter as she erased her thoughts.
Baeksan had to be cool. The flowing blood had to be of a cold temperature, and he had to wear a mask that would not shake even when a knife was thrust in front of his eyes.
I have regrets throughout my life, but I couldn’t reveal it.
So, this time Baeksan decided to give his granddaughter what he could give even with his cold temperature.
“Don’t eat.”
Fortunately, the voice did not waver.
*
Eun-ah teased the spoon with a face that looked as if she would burst into tears at any moment.
Because she is the one who gets miserable when she cries. Because she loses to that person who doesn’t care.
Not wanting to make herself more miserable than she was already miserable, Eun-ah struggled to swallow her tears.
Dalgrak. Dalgrak.
Only the sound of dishes colliding echoed everywhere.
“Is it delicious?”
Eun-a raised her head and answered Baek-san’s words.
“Rice, not so much… !”
Really not tasty not tasty at all The housekeeper was taken aback by the answer she gave with all her inner thoughts.
When Eun-ah saw that, she realized that it couldn’t have been Baeksan who cooked this food, and she quickly added her words.
“Oh, it’s delicious…”
In the midst of that, her eyes were still looking at the housekeeper.
Baeksan pondered for a moment what the word ‘very delicious’ meant, then nodded her head. Kids these days rather than express it in that way, it was more like passing it off.
“I’ll take it.”
Eun-a frowned again at those words and continued her meal.
Baeksan felt Eun-a’s worries rise inside her as she watched Eun-a eat with her head down and her eyes wide open.
I would get sick if I ate like that. You must have a straight posture when eating.
The words he gave to the thoughts that came to his mind were, of course, a cold tone.
“What is the posture of eating rice?”
Eun-a responded by raising her feeling of ‘wook’ at those words.
“I, Director Nam… !”
Baeksan looked at Eun-ah for a while at those words, then looked away.
“Yes.”
*
Eun-a finished her meal and immediately packed her things and got ready to leave.
I panicked at the thought that if I stayed longer, I would really cry.
Baeksan looked at it and sat down on the sofa and said that.
“Come again.”
“Yeah… ?”
“Stop by once in a while.”
It was still an unknown word.
Eun-ah and Baek-san’s eyes collided. Eun-ah couldn’t understand Baek-san’s intentions when she said that, and she felt tears welling up in her eyes.
“Dae, what do you want to do… ?”
She says she doesn’t care about eye mucus, she doesn’t regret neglecting her, and why does she say that?
Does she mean to laugh at her own misery over and over again?
A blush appeared on Eun-ah’s face.
Baeksan looked at Eun-ah’s eyes, which started to groan again, and she continued.
“Don’t eat.”
Even as she spoke, she knew. That these words would not come to her granddaughter with her good will.
That I have to say a little warmer words, words of apology.
However, it was impossible. This coldness that had been maintained for so long has now become a habit close to obsession, and Baeksan has become a person who cannot bring himself to say such a thing.
Her granddaughter was speeding out of the living room.
I grab the doorknob with a rough movement and turn it, then close the door hard enough to hear a ‘thud’.
Baeksan blankly looked at the door through which his granddaughter had exited.
*
A few days later, in the living room of Eun-ah’s house.
Eun-chae pondered while looking at the secret note.
‘I was bullied.’
She was certain she was being bullied.
The proof was right here.
What was written in the notebook were stories about Baeksan and the company.
In other words, these are the stories that Eunchae does not know.
Eun-chae did not ignore this.
She felt great disappointment and resentment that they were doing things among themselves that she did not know.
Eun-chae pressed her lips together with her lips pouting out, and for the first time since she used the notebook, she started writing a letter other than ‘witch’.
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I want to see the president too.
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It was a word that pulled Do-gyun’s backbone.
*
Do-gyun, who came back from work, hugged Eun-chae, who was running towards him, and smiled.
“Sorry, was it too late?”
“No.”
An answer that is answered by putting one’s head in one’s arms and shaking one’s head.
Looking at the cards scattered around the living room, Do-gyun realized that Eun-chae had been playing the card game alone until just before, and continued.
“Would you like to play a game with me today?”
He said it with the thought that he couldn’t play with him because of his schedule, so he should play with him when he has free time like this.
Eun-chae tried to nod her head with her eyes twinkling at those words, but then shook her head, wrinkling her expression strangely.
“No. You should save your card game.”
“Yes?”
“I will do it with the president.”
President. Do-kyun, who had been pondering for a while about what kind of chairman he was talking about, stopped ‘quickly’ and spit out such a question with a face full of anxiety.
“The president is…”
“Chairman Grandpa.”
Do-gyun’s eyes were tightly closed.
Eunchae knew of Baeksan’s existence.
No, she didn’t just know.
It is clear that curiosity and anticipation are buried on Eunchae’s face right now.
Do-gyun knew. Eun-chae knows that when she starts to be stubborn like this, she doesn’t even try to break her will.
‘How should I say this…’
Do-gyun remembered that Eun-ah, who had gone alone to meet Baek-san, came back that day and cried out loud. She cried so much that she really didn’t know she would cry this much.
Something must have happened.
Baeksan must have said or done something that could hurt Eun-ah.
Do-gyun quickly shook his head, worried that Eun-chae might go to Baek-san and hurt her.
A way to prevent Eun-chae from going to Baek-san.
The moment Do-kyun thought about it and silence fell between the two, Eun-chae added her words.
“I’m allowed.”
“Uh, huh?”
“They say Eun-ah and the witch can go.”
A blank expression appeared on Do-gyun’s face.
Eun-chae looked at that face, and she continued her words with a blush on her cheek.
“Tomorrow is the day I go to see the president.”
Naturally, such a question popped into Do-gyun’s mind.
“Go, suddenly… ?”
“Yes, I promised.”
Creaking. The corners of Do-gyun’s mouth began to rise with a creak.
I should have said it with a smile on my face, but it didn’t work out because I was embarrassed.
Do-kyun didn’t know how to get his words out, so he made such a strange expression for a while, then nodded his head.
‘… I must have allowed it because I had something in mind.’
It was a renunciation based on the belief that it would not have been permitted without any action.
“Yeah, yes.”
“Chairman, are you good at dueling?”
Do-gyun could not answer.
This is because she didn’t have the courage to say to Eun-chae, who was already thinking of doing a duel with the president, ‘The president wouldn’t know that well.
