"Then how about last night. You haven't answered where you were last night?"
Josh again swallowed his saliva with difficulty.
“At home,” he replied softly. “Of course I was home with Ashley.”
His mother glanced at him without interest. Even though she didn't actually know whether her son was lying or not—she herself had asked this one question only because Min Jinah was babbling incoherently about how she wasn't sure if she'd seen Josh or someone who looked like Josh going out late at night from his apartment on the wedding night.
"I hope you're not lying. I heard something uncomfortable, but I don't know if it's true or not... But leaving a woman alone on the wedding night—that would hurt her a lot. You have to understand that."
Josh's jaw hardened.
Remembering that he not only left Ashley last night, but also fought and was rude to her, made his guilt tingle again.
"I also want you to keep your other promises. We can't wait too long,“ her mother thought again, ”should I legalize our agreement? I was lenient yesterday because I thought you were a dear child. But it seems that this time I can't think of you that way anymore."
Josh remained silent. He couldn't argue anymore.
"I'll send you the agreement letter along with your ticket. Go away in a few days. Spend a week or two with Ashley. And give me good news when you get back. You know what I mean."
“A week?” Josh stammered.
“Want me to make it a month?”
Josh shook his head. "I have to take care of my company anyway, Mom. I can't just let go of my responsibilities for too long."
"I told you, I'll ask your grandfather for help. Everything will be fine. Take care of the most important matters first."
He could no longer argue any further.
At this point, he really did not have the privilege to negotiate any further. His movements were locked down. After this, who knew what would happen to him, to Sharon.
×××
MOON SUN RESTAURANT
Jason bowed ninety degrees to an old man with white hair. The man walked past him while patting him lightly on the back. His expression seemed overjoyed. There was a sense of satisfaction and triumph that was very clearly depicted on his wrinkled face.
While Jason, who still maintained his respectful demeanor, stared at the restaurant floor with a faint smile.
If the man was happy because their talks that day had gone smoothly and could potentially bring him a huge profit, Jason was no less happy.
With this deal involving symbiotic mutualism, without the old man realizing it, it was actually Jason who benefited the most. It's just that Jason is good at positioning himself to make it look like he's the one serving and working for the man.
He's not being deceitful or sneaky, no. He just has his own strategy to take advantage. He just had his own strategy to make a little more profit.
As soon as the old man—who was known as a figure of great influence in the government—had disappeared behind the door, Jason lifted his head and straightened up.
A long exhalation of breath escaped his nose along with a sensation of relief and spaciousness in his chest.
One important job was halfway done. It was like he had already bagged half of the success. All that was left was to execute it in one go.
He sat back in the chair and reached for his cell phone. His finger typed in a name and pressed the call button.
No need to wait long, he heard a voice on the other side answering him.
Jason smiled.
“Good afternoon, Miss Min Jinah,” he laughed, filling the private dining room for four.
The woman he addressed laughed with him and asked what had happened for Jason to call her after such a long time.
Jason stopped his laughter and his voice became smoother.
"Here's the thing. I'd really like to meet you. But since I have an urgent matter... Can I ask you a favor first?"
“Ah—you just showed up because you wanted to use me.”
Jason laughed again, "How could I take advantage of a great person like you. It's just a little game. And I'm sure for once you'll like it."
“Hm... what is it... I wonder,” Jinah responded with a voice that sounded excited and a touch flirtatious.
"Are you in Korea right now? Because I might have to ask you to go through the hassle of traveling around and finding someone first. But I'm sure you can manage it very easily. You have a lot of great strategies," Jason praised.
Meanwhile, Jinah laughed crisply. She was getting curious about what the eldest son of the Lim family wanted.
"Just tell me the bottom line, Mr. Lim. Then I'll decide whether or not your request is intriguing enough for me."
“Alright,” Jason quickly replied, “It's about my brother.”
Jason stretched for a short pause. Jinah didn't make a sound either, waiting with a suddenly pounding chest.
“Josh,” he said.
Min Jinah smiled widely.
Her ears instantly became alertly open. The moment Jason mentioned the word ‘brother’, she confidently guessed that the man he was referring to was definitely Josh.
The handsome boy who made her suddenly wealthy. The source of her money flow that never dried up. So, how could she refrain from showing interest and eagerness?
“Okay... then?” Jinah pricked up her ears carefully. Ready to listen carefully.
"You must also remember the girls he was involved with back then. I saw them at Moon Sun this afternoon. They left probably about almost an hour ago. That's as far as I know about their last whereabouts. Try following them today. Or tomorrow. Or until you get a good picture of the two of them."
Min Jinah gasped, “So they're still in contact?”
"I think so-I'm not sure. Either they met for something else, or they're still in a relationship. I'm curious too. That's why I'm asking you a favor. Look for evidence. Then sell it to my mom. How's my idea?"
"Crazy! Hahahaa!"
Min Jinah burst out laughing after hearing the man's request.
"You'll make a lot of profit if you can get a good picture. The sooner, the better, I think. While that man’s situation is currently in a risky position. Pressuring him will make the game more interesting."
“I see,” Jinah was quick to respond. Yesterday, there were several news channels covering the man's marriage to one of the children of the Song family-the rulers of the steel business and construction sector. This would certainly be very interesting since the wedding really only happened yesterday.
“Then, hm,” the woman thought for a moment, “So, he went straight to see the girl the day after the wedding?”
As promised, before five o'clock Mrs. Go was knocking on Ashley's door again.They said they were giving her time to rest. But before that she had been buried with a pile of big problems first.So how could she rest?Even just lying down and closing her eyes was impossible. Her head ached from the effects of the journey as well as being overwhelmed by the sentences written in the document. Meanwhile, her body continued to move restlessly with a sense of anxiety that she could not describe the excruciating sensation.After trying to lie down for almost half an hour and failing, Ashley got up and sat down again. Her eyes stared at the front cover of the folder and drifted into a blank reverie.Her head did feel full. But something inside didn't take shape at all. Everything was abstract and hard to decipher.Yet, she was not considering anything. Because there was nothing for her to consider. Everything her parents proposed was an order and a threat, not an offer. There was no way for h
Ashley was speechless. She was only able to stare at her mother who walked away fiercely. Even until the woman disappeared behind the majestic main door, she still looked there. It was as if the empty air had left a trace of her mother's sadism.It was only when the silhouette of Mrs. Go re-entering the house filled her vision that she came to her senses and quickly returned to the pages of documents.Her eyes twitched furiously as she continued the last sentence she had left. Her head lowered deeply to read it more clearly. As if to make sure all the series of letters he saw were not mere illusions.Word by word, sentence by sentence. Ashley read, combined, and deduced the meaning of everything written there. She forced her focus to be fully devoted to understanding all the articles of the agreement without misinterpreting them.“Miss,” Mrs. Go leaned over slightly to interrupt Ashley's focus, “I'll get a pen and your personal stamp.”“W-wait a minute,” Ashley suddenly raised her pal
ASHLEY’S SECOND RETURN—FLASHBACK“You've finally home. Sit down. And read this,” Ashley’s mother commanded as soon as she saw her daughter’s arrival at the house.Ashley had literally just arrived from a long flight from Auckland to Korea. Although she knew her days ahead would not be as easy as before, since the trip from the airport the only thing in her plan was that she could immediately sleep and relax her muscles that had been very stiff.Of course, that plan didn't come out of nowhere.She landed during the daytime. So it was obvious that neither of her parents were home during that time. That's why she dared to make such a plan. Especially when Mrs. Go, her assistant, said that she didn't have anything scheduled that afternoon. The most likely time she would see her parents was at dinner.It was then that she would probably know the exact reason she was called home—after a very long period of time, after all those long years she was sent away from home for the second time.Suc
Ashley regained her self-control after letting her emotions out through crying in one of the restaurant's private dining rooms.The crying was quite intense. But she did her best to muffle her voice, until all she could hear was a low, stifled shriek. Her tears overflowed. Her chest was tight. And her eyes were swollen after all the turmoil she had let out until there was nothing left. It was as if all the inner wounds that she had been suppressing, spilled out all at once without mercy.Someone might have heard her from outside. The waitress passing by might also want to go in and check the noise she was making. But Ashley couldn't hold back the explosion of anger and sadness that was clogging up her chest. She didn't even care about manners or shame anymore.After a while, she cleaned her face and slightly fixed her light makeup before exiting the room. Although the polish still couldn't cover her red and very puffy eyes. She took a deep breath before pushing open the door, hoping t
That afternoon, Ashley couldn't even look her parents in the face.The atmosphere between them became even more tense after Ashley went back inside, when she told them that Josh suddenly couldn't make it.“So, he's not coming anymore?” Ashley’s mother asked while stirring the soup that was already halfway in her small bowl."Yes. But it's not just because of his will. Suddenly there are a lot of urgent things he needs to get done for the launch of his project."Even when Ashley tried to convince her parents that Josh sounded really sorry for not being able to come and that what was preventing him was really office business that couldn't be left unattended, her mother's face just looked even more disgusted.Ashley was terrified that her lie would be caught, so she continued to earnestly try to tell all sorts of other lies, whatever came to mind, just to convince and lessen her parents' annoyance."That's twice already. How many more times do I have to tolerate his disrespectful behavio
Somun held his stomach as he tried to stop laughing. "Okay, okay. So what's your great plan?""I'll pretend to kill myself... But not pretend. Pretend, but not fake," Sharon tried to emphasize her most important point. “So, I'm going to really cut myself, but not so deep that I can't actually die.” she automatically demonstrated the motion of slicing her wrist with the knife she was holding. "That's why I need you here. You're in charge of taking me straight to the hospital as soon as I cut myself so that I can get medical attention quickly. After that, you also have to tell Josh that I'm in serious condition. Since he won't pick up my calls at all, you'll have to send word through his office phone. How?" Sharon's eyes looked serious as she explained her plan.Somun, however, went from underestimating it to thinking it was total nonsense. Because there was also a hint of worry that suddenly came to him."Crazy! The risk is too great. What if you really die before reaching the hospital
Sharon walked back and forth in her spacious living room with her cell phone held firmly in her hand. Occasionally, she frowned as she checked her silent cell phone. Then she walked back and forth again around the room. Checking the time of day, pacing again while seemingly deep in thought, and checking her cell phone again for the umpteenth time.But her messages and incoming calls remained the same as before. There was absolutely nothing new.Worst of all, her face would grow a thousand times more sour every time her outgoing calls went unanswered, and none of her messages were read by the recipient—Josh.“Wow, this is funny,” Somun, who was sitting casually with his legs crossed, was confused by Sharon's behavior. "You sent me here just to see you acting... walking back and forth like that? You think I don't have more important things to do than just watching you do weird things like this?" His tone was high with annoyance.Sharon only glared at the man briefly, then growled angril
“Sir,” a voice sounded in the distance. “Sir, excuse me, sir,” the voice came closer and clearer. “Sir!” then it sounded louder and more firm in his ears.Josh was shocked because when he opened his eyes he saw Mr. Jung—his secretary—looking at him in the face.Josh gasped and tried to sit up. He lifted his head and lowered his legs that had been bent overnight. His neck was stiff because he had fallen asleep on the short sofa in his office, so his head bent uncomfortably.“Are you staying here, Sir?” Mr. Jung looked surprised from the expression on his face. "Today we have a morning meeting with all the divisions.” The man immediately recited Josh's schedule report—as if it was automatic because it had become a habit in doing his work. “Are you going home first to get ready? Would you like me to make you some coffee?“Josh rubbed his eyes and massaged his forehead. ”I don't think so. I'll just take a shower here. When is the meeting?""It's still about two hours away. I was going to
At that moment, Sharon was sitting on the edge of the bed looking at him with a panicked look in her eyes. She was only wearing an inner blouse with the outer—she had been wearing when she met Josh this afternoon—lying by the door, near Josh's feet. And there was no denying that Sharon's hair was a mess. Other than that, Josh couldn't afford to wander any further to check what else was wrong in the room.Even when he saw the silhouette of another man leaning against the window while busy putting on his shirt, Josh averted his eyes and turned away. He walked with very heavy and unsteady footsteps and sat down on the sofa in the living room.Sharon, with panic filling her whole being, glared at that man while whispering to him to tidy up quickly and get out.Her hands haphazardly adjusted all her clothes, brushed her hair casually, and wiped her lips carelessly. She did everything as quickly as possible just to avoid looking like a real mess, while running after Josh. She immediately sa