Chapter 199 – Chapter 199
Baeksan’s Mansion Garden.
Eunchae sat down on the chair prepared there and opened her mouth to Baeksan.
“President.”
“Yes.”
“Isn’t the president on good terms with Eun-ah?”
Baeksan’s gaze turned to Eunchae. Eunchae looked into those eyes and then added her words.
“Eun-ah doesn’t want to see the president.”
She was Eun-chae, who knew little, but there was something she could notice even with such Eun-chae.
The story about Baeksan that Eun-ah writes down in her secret notebook is always written in a bad way.
Eun-chae did not understand that.
The president doesn’t say that he’s an outcast, but he’s still a very nice person, so why do I hate him? She has so much fun playing with her, but why doesn’t Eun-ah play with the president?
Baek San stared at Eun-chae at Eun-chae’s question, then nodded her head.
“Because I did something wrong with Eun-ah.”
She spat out an answer as she turned her eyes to the pond.
Baeksan did not resent Eunah. Because she doesn’t deserve it. On the contrary, because she is the only person in this world that Eun-ah can criticize herself for.
“Aren’t you going to apologize?”
Silver horse. Baeksan kept his mouth shut for a moment and continued to think, then answered.
“You shouldn’t.”
“Why?”
“That is what makes her grace miserable.”
Eun-chae tilted her head.
Baeksan did not meet his eyes.
Baeksan himself thought that apologizing to Lee Jae and Eun-ah would make Eun-ah miserable. It was wrong to try to rule with just a word.
Honey, I’d rather disappear from Eun-ah’s life.
That, Baeksan thought, was the right thing for him to do.
His gaze blankly pierced the pond. Because of the layer of ice that had formed on top of the pond, the koi swimming beneath it were shimmering.
As Eunchae looked at Baeksan blankly at the pond, she came up with such an idea.
‘Chairman is a coward.’
Baek San thought that he was afraid of facing Eun Ah.
Eunchae’s hand went over Baeksan’s head.
Shuk. Shuk. As he brushed his white hair, Baeksan narrowed his eyes and looked at Eunchae.
“The president is a coward.”
Eun-chae did not know how to hide her inner feelings, so she spat out her words to Baek-san.
Baeksan twitched his fingertips at those words, then nodded his head.
“… Yes.”
It was an affirmation to stick out.
*
Inside the house where she escaped from the cold wind, Eunchae did not duel as much as today.
Because she wanted to do more than that.
“Book.”
Eun-chae took out her children’s book from her house and held it out to Baek-san.
Baeksan’s eyes landed on the thick cover of the book.
“Yes.”
Baeksan took the book and opened it. Perhaps her little granddaughter wants her to read to her.
With that thought in mind, as she opened the first page of her book, her little granddaughter came to her side and leaned her head on her shoulder.
“Thumbs up.”
Words she says while sticking her head out. The cheeks were flushed red.
“When I read to her, I stroke her hair.”
You may ask what kind of logic it is, but it was natural for Eunchae. It was because whenever Do-gyun read her book, she stroked Eun-chae’s hair.
So, Eun-chae’s time to read a book was the time to stroke her hair, and that’s why she likes this time.
“Thumbs up.”
Continue-. Eunchae thrust her head into Baeksan.
Baeksan twitched his fingertips as he looked at the well-brushed crown of his head, then placed his hand on top of it.
The hair that touched his palm held such warm heat that Baeksan unknowingly twitched his hand.
In an instant, Eunchae spit out those words.
“Chairman, don’t you know?”
The words I handed her because it was frustrating to put her hand on top of her head and just flinch. Baeksan gave a blank face for a while, then answered.
“Know.”
His hand moved.
Swoop-. Eun-chae’s eyes narrowed at the sweeping movement. It was because the feeling of stroking her was different from Do-gyun.
‘This is the chairman, he’s a mess.’
Such evaluations began to form in my head.
I feel very good when the bee strokes me, but the president is so rude that he feels good, but I feel like I’m lacking something.
His hands were also smaller than those of the bee. Mr. Bee has big hands that cover his entire head, but Mr. Bee has smaller hands than Mr. Bee, so even this was a bit lacking.
Should I stop Even when that thought came to mind, Eun-chae thought, ‘But I have to stroke her hair when I read a book, so I have to keep doing it’ and left her head still.
Baeksan forgot to read a book to her young granddaughter, who quietly entrusted her hair to him, and began to focus on stroking her hair.
This is also why Baeksan has never done it in his life.
The remorse, which was always filled with remorse, brought regret to Baeksan’s mind this time as well.
He is blaming himself for not being able to brush his son’s hair even once.
The words of the young granddaughter at the pond were replaying in my mind.
-Eun-ah doesn’t want to see the president.
The moment I heard those words, the ugly self that felt her heart sink down without shame came to mind.
She was being punished as she deserved, and why was she surprised by that?
Baeksan stroked his hair for a while and this time remembered his daughter.
I always only see my ugly side, afraid that it will be poison to me. She was the daughter I kept away from for fear of being poisonous to the company.
The ugly man tore the child from his bosom, thinking that only sternness could set him right.
Finally, when she heard that the child had died alone, she felt a sinking feeling in her heart, but in the end, she did not go to her mortuary.
It’s because she was afraid.
Not to face her own sinful karma, nor to face this little granddaughter who will be at the mortuary.
I should have known that this young granddaughter was crying alone there, but I had to go to hug her, but I couldn’t find it because of hesitation, and I was afraid to face the sin I had done on my own. It had become non-existent.
There was a regret that only came to the end of life.
If only she had watched her daughter by her side. No, even if I didn’t, if I hadn’t hugged this little granddaughter at her funeral home.
Baek San looked at the coward’s hand, which was finally able to caress her little granddaughter, and felt her stomach ache.
“President.”
“… Yes.”
“Book.”
The little granddaughter’s fingertips reached over the open book.
Baeksan belatedly realized that the reason he was stroking his head was to read a book, and nodded.
*
Eunchae looked at Baeksan’s hand covering the book she had finished reading, then at Baeksan.
Her one hand was still stroking her own hair. The other hand was sweeping over the covered book cover.
Eun-chae knew the resonance that flowed from Baek-san’s voice as she read to her.
‘I’m sad.’
The president is sad.
She could feel it.
Eun-chae asked.
“President, why are you sad?”
“I am not sad.”
“It’s a lie.”
Eun-chae spoke with confidence.
Looking at Baeksan’s eyes that were so firmly determined, she recalled what she had heard the other day.
Maybe her child’s eyes see through more than she thought.
It is said that she sees through all the raw emotions and reveals them.
“The president is sad right now.”
Baeksan realized that those words weren’t just words.
Indeed, her young granddaughter was, as the saying goes, cutting herself.
She had a weak heart.
For the first time in his life, Baeksan remembered the desire to confess to a child who was asking about his feelings that no one had asked.
It was a thought that seldom stopped even when I thought that this was a very heinous thing.
Her lips were swollen. And she was bitten again.
And.
“You can’t be sad.”
Baeksan’s heart trembled at those words.
Baeksan stopped the hand that was stroking his head and let out a word without even knowing it.
“It made Eun-ah sad, and that made me sad.”
Eunchae looked at Baeksan quietly.
“There are so many children who have suffered because I am not good enough, and it was sad because I felt sorry for that.”
Eunchae saw Baeksan’s expression frown for the first time.
“But to say so much of an apology seems like it would be wrong. That is sad.”
It was a painful voice.
Eun-chae spoke her words and looked at Baek-san who kept her mouth shut.
“Then, if Eun-ah isn’t sick, isn’t the president also sick?”
“… Well.”
Baeksan said he was like that, and he thought about whether he would be okay, then shook his head.
“I don’t know.”
Eun-chae felt that Baek-san’s voice was so painful, and she felt sad as it hung in her heart.
Eunchae held Baeksan’s hand tightly with her two hands and spoke as she faced her heart rising inside her.
“Then Eunchae won’t hurt you.”
Eun-chae knew how hard it was to be sick, she knew how wrong it was.
That’s why she hoped Eun-ah and Baek-san wouldn’t get sick either.
Eun-chae thought.
Since both Eun-ah and Baek-san don’t look at each other, she says she’ll have to convey her feelings instead.
Just as Bee taught a lot to himself who knew nothing, and he made him realize many things, he said he should teach them to Baek-san and Eun-ah.
Eun-chae knew how to do that.
Plus, I’m no longer afraid of it.
Eunchae spoke her words to Baeksan.
“Eunchae will solve it.”
Spinning around, she said goodbye.
