Chapter 246 – Retribution (8)
Early evening.
When Jeong Seong-min and her family were having a happy meal time, Shin-ah Lee hugged her empty pot and looked into the void with her empty eyes.
She looked back on her past years, feeling the warmth of her pan in her arms.
She was born as the youngest daughter of a chaebol family and had a brief happy childhood. After that, she lived under the strict control of her parents and had to be sold for an arranged marriage until she met Jung Hyun-jae.
She didn’t see herself as very happy until her early twenties.
Thanks to her natural looks and family, she lived like a princess, she was herself, but she had no freedom of her own.
The reason she was able to barely breathe was when she met Jung Hyeon-jae.
He was a man who gently supported himself rather than a man who tried to dominate and take over him.
He was a man who supported his cause rather than saying he would save him.
Rather, thanks to Jung Hyeon-jae, Lee Shin-ah was able to dream of her ‘freedom’.
It was Lee Shin-ah who got a ‘free life’ instead of abandoning her own ‘identity’.
Since then, from my early 20s to now.
All those years were like golden years for her.
Even though it was difficult for her, she was happy with her life pioneering with him.
Because the home she finally made was so beautiful.
[You ruined everything, you ruined everything, you ruined everything, you ruined everything, you ruined everything, you ruined everything, you ruined everything, you ruined everything]
But she ruined it all.
At this time, when her grown-up son and daughter are trying to blossom their lives, she doubts her husband and falls for Mr. Choi, giving up everything for the pleasure he offers and ruining it all.
There were numerous opportunities not to reach this point, but he kicked them all with his own feet, and instead believed that choosing Mr. Choi was the right thing to do, and believed in him even more and trampled on his family without remorse.
“Ha… Haha… Haha…”
Lee Shin-ah embraced the cold pot.
Now, in Jeong Seong-min’s eyes, she could no longer feel the warmth of her family.
I can’t go back to them anymore, and I shouldn’t go back.
I had committed a great sin, and I could not be forgiven for this sin.
– Swoop.
Lee Shin-ah stood up.
Then she went to the kitchen and cooked again.
She washed and cooked rice, onions and green onions. And she trimmed the zucchini.
After she rinsed the pot, she took the water, added anchovies and dashi, and was sick of it all.
She added the ingredients and soybean paste, then she made soybean paste stew again.
-It’s sweet. Click.
Isinah took out her bowl.
Then she set the spoons on the table where the whole family was together and then she poured a full bowl of rice into each bowl.
And four bowls of rice were set on the table.
Soybean paste stew was placed in the center of the table.
– Jeop-bu, Je-beok, Je-beok
Lee Shin-ah went to the bedroom.
She then took her husband’s pillow, which had the marks of her own tears on it, and she set it on the chair at the table.
She took Jung Sung-min’s favorite recipe notebook and put it on another chair.
She brought her daughter’s favorite nightgown and put it on another chair.
“Sungmin. Happy birthday.”
Her celebrations circled the empty house.
However, there was no answer coming back.
As much as her empty heart, it only made this empty house stand out even more desolate.
-It’s sweet.
Lee Shin-ah picked up the tableware.
After she took a spoonful of soybean paste, she tasted the hrurup.
It was the taste she always had.
Even though it seems like it’s been a long time since I made it, the taste is still the same.
It’s the taste that Sungmin really liked.
“Ugh… Umm…”
I was in the middle of a meal like that.
Lee Sin-ah, unable to mumble the rice she had put in her mouth any longer, started sobbing.
However, while she was sobbing, she ate the rice.
I really wanted to have a meal with her family before I went.
“Whoa…”
How much time has passed like that
Although she swallowed more of the crying than the rice, Shina Lee was able to finish her meal in the end.
She returned to her belongings and said goodbye to her family.
“Good night, my dear.”
She said good night to her daughter when she put away her clothes for Sung-ah.
As if Jung Sung-ah was sleeping in the bed, Jo-jo closed the door and got out.
“Sungmin. Good night.”
Shin Ah Lee saying her goodbyes after leaving her son’s recipe notebook on her desk.
For a moment, she looked at Jung Sung-min at the age of 9.
The innocent image of her telling her that she had had a frightening dream was pictured in her mind.
She murmured as she looked into the void with a faint smile.
“It’s okay, Sungmin. The nightmare is over now. Mom will take care of everything, so Sungmin just needs to have good dreams. Got it?”
Lee Shin-ah, who returned her childhood Jung Sung-min like that.
She stopped by her bedroom for the last time and put Jung Hyun-jae’s pillow back.
Then she lay down on the bed for a while, and she opened her mouth, stroking his seat as if he were sleeping next to her.
“Honey… Get along happily with that person. I… Please forget me. Please…”
Lee Shin-ah thought.
Jung says that if Hyun-jae wants to live the rest of his life happily, he must forget himself.
That he could not be happy as long as she remembered her own misdeeds.
Because of this, Jung Sung-min’s judgment is correct.
You shouldn’t want to be among those perfect families, you shouldn’t be, and even if the opportunity comes, you should reject it.
That was the true path to their happiness.
“Sorry…”
I couldn’t even say I love you.
Because now I realize how shameless that word is.
With what qualifications can you put the word love in your mouth?
He didn’t even deserve to love anyone.
-Sue.
Just like that, Lee Shin-a finished all her goodbyes and raised her body.
And after she took a pen and paper, she left a last will.
The content of the will was full of apology.
She said that she regretted everything she had done and did not want any forgiveness for it.
She only added one more line of apology for making such a cowardly decision because she couldn’t handle the weight of the guilt herself.
-Sureung.
The surest way to kill yourself.
You can stab your neck with this sharp thing.
Before someone comes along and quickly blocks it, this is one thing you can go for.
Lee Shin-ah pointed her blade in the opposite direction and closed her eyes.
The four seasons of the last season she was beautiful had passed.
From the warmth of light pink spring to the white cold of winter.
Countless scenes of happiness passed by like a panorama.
-Hoo-wook!
There is no regret.
She has no reason to live any longer.
Shina Lee pulled her arm inside and stabbed herself in the neck.
…No, I was going to stab him.
– Aaaaa…
A strong grip on his wrist.
When he opened his eyes, the bodyguard guarding his entrance was holding his wrist.
He said with an annoyed face.
“Under. Fuck. I’m leaving it for a while, so I’m going to buy it. Didn’t you almost get fucked?”
“…”
“Wow, I almost got robbed by the real owner. Fuck.”
He said that and grabbed Lee Shin-ah’s wrist.
A cleaver fell from her hand.
-Ting…Tingrrrr…
“Ha. That’s why I said I shouldn’t take it off. Follow me.”
The bodyguard dragged her dazed-faced Lee Sin-ah outside.
And she posted a report on what had just happened.
“The master is coming. Wait.”
The bodyguard who ends the call and speaks the conclusion.
However, Lee Shin-ah did not respond to the news that her son was coming.
She just cast her gaze down in vain into her dead eyes.
“You tried to die?”
Soon after, Jeong Seong-min appeared.
He glanced at Shina Lee with her trashy eyes.
Lee Shin-ah was silent with her head bowed.
“As soon as I came out, I was screaming. Didn’t she say it was okay to die?”
“…”
“Take it.”
Jeong Seong-min muttered that and went inside the house.
And she held up the will written by Lee Sin-ana and read it through.
After reading the will, he let out a long sigh and said,
“The bitch is reflecting well. But did you just want to die? Aren’t you paying for your sins?”
“…I’m sorry.”
“Don’t say sorry. Take responsibility, take responsibility. Responsibility for your actions.”
After saying that, Jeong Seong-min told Lee Shin-ah to lower her head.
Lee Shin-ah silently bowed her head to Jung Sung-min.
– Kwajik!
Jung Sung-min stepped on Lee Shin-ah’s head.
Then, after lighting a lighter in the will, he blew the ashes at Lee Shin-ah and said.
“Don’t be shy. Making soybean paste like that, apologizing, leaving a will, nothing helps. It’s just an act of using your emotional arms.”
-Koo woo woo woo…
Jeong Seong-min gives more strength to his trampled feet.
Lee Shin-ah was still unresponsive.
“And you motherfucker. You don’t have to wash the dishes before you die. Did you intend to die without eating and washing the dishes?”
One cold soybean paste stew and four bowls of rice.
Lee Shin-ah did not wash the dishes.
“This bitch is such a fucking irresponsible bitch. You can’t die easily okay? Your husband is still holding on, so we should support each other, right?”
Saying so, Jeong Seong-min displayed a recent picture of Mr. Choi on his phone and had Lee Shin-ah take it.
And I watched to see how she would react.
“…”
But this time, there was no response.
There was no surprise, fear, or sadness in her eyes.
Even her eyes were incapable of feeling the slightest affection.
“How do you feel? This is the Logan you loved so much.”
Lee Shin-ah blankly stares at Mr. Choi.
Then she said
“Please make me like this too.”
“…”
Jeong Seong-min is lost in thought at the unexpected answer.
He said.
“Why?”
“If I can’t die, I want to die after suffering enough pain. Please make me like that too.”
Mr. Choi’s skinny appearance.
There was no charisma or sparkle in those eyes.
His eyes were filled with nothing but despair and fear.
“Please.”
However, Lee Shin-ah’s will was stubborn.
Jung Sung-min twisted the corner of his mouth and opened his mouth.
“It looks like you’re seriously mistaken about something, but with tolerable mental strength, you can’t withstand such torture. You, who passed the pain on to that bastard because you couldn’t stand the torture for even five days, will be subjected to physical torture again?”
“Yes.”
A reply without the slightest hesitation.
Jung Sung-min nodded his head.
Then Shin-a Lee grabbed her dropped cleaver and ordered her to do it.
“Let’s see where you can hold on.”
He told Isin-Age to open her palm.
Shina Lee placed her palm on her floor as he commanded.
Jeong Seong-min put his knife down.
-Thud!
A cleaver stuck between thumb and forefinger.
However, Lee Shin-ah did not respond.
All she could do was stare into the void with her blank eyes.
“…”
Jung Sung-min pulled out the kitchen knife again.
And this time, she took a knife down the center of Lee Shin-ah’s palm.
Lee Shin-a burst into her moans.
“Oops…! Heuuuuu…”
Lee Shin-ah, who always makes a sound of pain.
But that was all, there was no other reaction.
Jeong Seong-min pulled out a cleaver and threw it back, then raised her body and said.
“Good night. Let me subject you to physical torture again. But she won’t take it lightly.”
Jeong Seong-min left those words and turned around and walked away.
Later, Lee Shin-ah received treatment for her palms, and exactly one month later, she was moved to a torture chamber.
She was tied right next to Mr. Choi.
