Foto Ian Dan Gaeun Shinbi House Novels & Stories

Behind it is a narrow staircase leading up. “Where are we going?” “You’ll see.” The stairs open into a small room at the top of the house—an attic space that’s been converted into an office. But not just any office. The walls are covered with photographs. Ian’s photographs. I recognize some of them from his early work—landscapes, portraits, experimental pieces from when he was just starting out. But there are others I’ve never seen. Photos of this house, of the gardens, of Richard and Sarah laughing together.

If I didn't get insecure I won't think of a way to get out of that safe house. A day before after my moment got disturbed by that jerks I went to see them but got frozen to see what they were up to. When I opened the door of Ian's room, I stood still cause both of them were eating one another's faces I mean kissing. They both were only in their sweatpants, and their hair was messed up. Kai was holding Ian's waist while Ian tangled his fingers into Kai's long hair.

I quickly announced, the driving killing the engine at once. "Thank goodness. Finally. I thought we would never stop driving" Ian exhaled heavily whilst he spoke. From the glass windows of the car, we both stared at the bungalow intensely. "He lives in here?" Ian asked, a brow raised at me. I brought out my phone from my pants pocket and tapped on gallery, swiping to the picture I took of the house when I followed Anne here a day ago. I scrutinised the image carefully before nodding my head as an affirmation to Ian's question. "Yeah. This is the place alright"

Location: Icheon, Seoul Time: 2:00 pm TaeHwan was sitting at Jun's place. His eyes were stuck on his laptop screen. He was checking out Hea's move in the apartment. He planted the hidden camera in their apartment. He left her on her own for some reason. Jun gave him hot chocolate that Jihun made for him. Jun had his coffee and stared at the screen. Hea sluggishly sat on the couch with the bag of chips. She took a mouthful of chips and tightened her eyes because of the sour taste.

Ian took out a few photos and tossed them at her. She lowered her gaze and realized that those were photos of her and Shane checking into the hotel, as well as Shane entering her hotel room. In the photos, Shane held her closely in what appeared to be an intimate position. Shane had set up the scene to fool Giselle, but Sage didn't expect Ian to have witnessed it too. She was slightly taken aback but was not too surprised that Ian had found out about it. If Shane admitted to fathering her child, Ian would run a thorough investigation into her relationship with Shane, which might risk exposing their lie. So, she wholly welcomed Ian's misunderstanding.

Tj was still reeling from the events of the morning as she sat down on her bed at the hotel. Just as she was scrolling through the pictures she took with jihoon , her phone started to ring. And of course it’s Irene, it’s clear she had already seen the pictures that Tj had posted on the gram. "Irene!" Tj exclaimed, her voice full of surprise. "You've seen the pictures yeah, can’t believe I got to meet the park Ji-hoon“

, Ian stretched out the kinks in his neck. “I saw a camera flash that way is all”, she murmured conspiratorially. Ian leaned down in the direction his wife was pointing at and saw one of the gossiping high ladies stealthily trying to record a video in their direction. The flash Ashley had seen must have been because the woman first tried it with her flash and realized she would be caught. “With those kinds of people, what do we need the paparazzi for?”, Ian rolled his eyes and discreetly flashed the woman his middle finger. Only Ashley could actually see him, he was dignified in public spaces.

I blinked once. Twice, “Oh, wow.” I knew they had to be women, ex-girlfriends, lovers, a simple G****e search by Hannah all those weeks ago had provided tons of photographs of Ian with models and famous actresses and even a royal princess I think clinging to his arm in events like this one.

Just as Fatima had guessed, right at the bottom of the gallery were photos of Leslie and Ian. They appeared to be in a club, judging by the background. The pictures were crystal clear, whoever had taken them had been very close. It was obvious from the images that Ian and Leslie had no idea they were being photographed. “When was this?” she asked. “Two years ago. But that’s not even what will shock you.” “What do you mean?” Fatima was already shocked. She hadn’t expected this from Ian. Sure, he was a player, but this was different.

There was no return address. Normally she wouldn't open his mail but it said "open NOW" She opened it and gasped. Inside she found several 8x10 photographs of herself with Ian! Someone was taking pictures of their meeting before their second gig. Him touching her face. Him almost kissing her. It looked like he was kissing her! There a photo of them talking outside at the venue. One of them talking close to each other in the hotel lobby. These pictures looked like she and Ian were fucking around! There was also a typed letter inside.