Chapter 10.2
When the Moon Ik family got together, the youngest daughter’s whining could be heard everywhere.
“Why! Why did you refuse? What am I missing? My family is rich, and I am pretty! Oh, can it be that my brows are too far up? Should I straighten my nose a bit more than now?”
“You’re pretty enough, stop touching your face. At this rate, my daughter will forget who she is.”
Chairman Yoon delighted in the youngest’s childishness. Mrs. Choi, who was staring at her with her arms crossed, clicked her tongue. At that sound, Sun-woo is called Ji-woo.
“Yoon Ji-woo, sit properly. Dad’s back will hurt.”
Ji-woo pouted at his recrimination and put her butt on the sofa. Her upper body was still leaning towards Chairmoon Yoon, though.
Mrs. Choi, who brought the cooled tea to her mouth, looked at Sun-woo, who was sitting next to Ji-woo.
“Apart from Ji-woo, Sun-woo, aren’t you going to get married?” she asked. “Will you love your dead wife for the rest of your life?”
“You,” Chairman Yoon warned.
“Why? Can’t I say something like this? I am not his biological mother.”
Chairman Yoon’s mouth fell shut at Mrs. Choi’s scolding. It was an infinitely unfavorable subject for him, who had two children out of wedlock.
When she could no longer hear Chairman Yoon, Mrs. Choi, who became more energetic, turned her target back to Sun-woo again.
“It’s already been two years since she died. You should also catch up with and meet another woman now. Shall I look for a marriage partner?” she asked.
“Don’t worry about it,” Sun-woo replied with his lips raised, looking directly into Mrs. Choi’s gaze with his hands folded on his knees. He possessed the ability to appear cold while smiling.
“The older brother should lead the way,” he said, “Hasn’t it already been more than two years since my sister-in-law left?” He spoke with a smile, but his words were clear: I want you to stop here.
At the mention of her son, Mrs. Choi became quiet and irritated.
“How did we end up here?” she grumbled.
“Still,” said Sun-woo, “I don’t believe my brother has no intentions of remarrying.”
Unlike Sun-woo, Geon-ho was constantly rumored to be dating soon after his wife’s death. The women maintained their clean reputations, but Geon-ho himself did not deny the speculations. It didn’t mean that they’d been in a long relationship, though. They only met for one night, or a week if either of them wanted something more. But it didn’t go further.
Ten fingers were not enough to count the women he had met in just two years. He couldn’t count how many times he had paid off and silenced the press.
Chairman Yoon let out a heavy sigh as he recalled the amount of money he had lost so far. Noticing that her husband was upset, Mrs. Choi bit the flesh inside her mouth.
Ji-woo opened her mouth to break the silence when she noticed how quiet it was, but the servant spoke before she could.
“CEO Yoon Geon-ho is coming.”
Ji-woo’s half-open mouth was shut. She found him more difficult than Mrs. Choi, who always looked at her with disapproval. Geon-ho exhibited a cold impression resembling Chairman Yoon, but the chairman was a person who knew how to laugh, even if only a little.
Geon-ho was different. His eyes were the only thing that showed emotion in his impassive face, and the emotion in his eyes was pure contempt toward his half-brothers.
At least, when his wife was alive, she served as a channel of communication, but now there was no one like that. In the quiet space, heavy footsteps were heard, followed by a low, solemn voice.
“I am here, father, mother.”
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