Techno And Dream 소설 & 이야기

I asked looking at him sharply. I can clearly remember that I lost consciousness after sipping green tea after brunch with Min Junho. "I have to do it. Because you would refuse if I take you home," Min Junho replied. "This is outrageous Min Junho. However you can talk about it well. Not pushy like this." My return to New York will make it more difficult for me to communicate with Ha Mino and meet my body. Especially when I was in a trance some time ago. I had seen Kim Hana's soul-filled body start to find out about herself through electronic media articles. As if she increasingly believed that the person who took the Daydream script was not herself, whom she thought was Lee Umji.

"I know that Daddy doesn't want to be my daddy anymore. I also know that he doesn't want to celebrate my birthday with me. But I… I just want to have a daddy one last time. We might never see him again after this…" I gazed at Lyanna, who showed a heartbreaking maturity despite her young age. I wrapped my arms around her in a tight embrace. "I'm sorry, Lyanna. Mommy isn't sad. I'm just—" "I'm just heartbroken on your behalf," I thought. I was heartbroken that she still longed for Matthew's fatherly love, even though he would rather fake his death to abandon his wife and child. She was so pitiful.

I would be ready. Morning came without rest. The city skyline cut through the fog like blades of glass, and I stood at the window of my penthouse, coffee in hand, watching the world move with mechanical precision. But inside, I wasn't as precise. Not after last night. The deal with Nano Tech had the weight of a kingdom, it was the kind of merger that could make or break a dynasty. My dynasty. I had dissected their history, their weaknesses, their strengths. I knew which executives fought for blood and which folded under pressure. And yet, in my mind's periphery, there was her. Jana.