Kim Daehyun's Weird Demeanor

He grinned after hearing those words and spoke in a light tone, "I have an invitation to dinner with my colleague's business on Sundays, but I'll try to clear my schedule if you still want to go to the festival. I'll order my assistant to take care of it."

His words were very subtle and full of seduction. Then, he touched my head gently. "We'll be there, okay?"

I smiled after hearing those words from him — the words that pleased me. If I asked for something any time, then he would answer as he did now, I might not need to prejudice him.

However, something like that was already the rarest thing that I had rarely encountered as if it was a meteorite that crossed the earth once in a hundred years. If it could be called my luck, then the rest was only sorrow that became a curse for the rest of my life.

But whatever the name was, whether it was a miracle or luck or he, who had repented, then I just need to feel what should be my gratitude in the remaining time.

After all, I shouldn't waste anything that was promised by him or I would die with all the wounds I had without a single bit of happiness.

After a while, we arrived at my workplace. With a smile and a kiss, we parted ways. I rushed to my room in a hurry as it was too late for work.

Several hours spent with multiple files, the clicking sound of the door sounded to echo in the silence.

A very familiar person entered the room with a familiar smile. He walked elegantly and seemed to carry a pleasant atmosphere. However, without a care, I continued to focus on the computer and the data collection that I was working on.

"Chunghee ...."

Hearing him called my name in a very intimate tone, I immediately stopped working and raised my face.

He smiled as he saw me. He leaned lazily against the window sill of the room, with his sharp eyes but there was an indistinct softness.

He looked nice in the dark Single Breasted Suit he was wearing, with a tie that was neatly tied around his long neck. He looked even more charming in his current appearance and had an alluring aura that was strong enough like pheromones to fill this room. Who else, he was the 'respectable young master' of the "Kim" Family.

For several days I didn't see his face, it made his face look more handsome when I saw him for the first time today. But, his bad habit of walking into someone else's room was the worst thing. It made all the excess was like flowers bloom and then rotten as if they were wiped out by the receding seawater.

With a frown on my face, I spoke, "At least, you should say 'excuse me' when you enter someone's room. Have you never been taught about 'politeness' when you come to someone's home?"

Hearing that, he chuckled in a restrained. "It seems that this stupid Kim Daehyun really needs someone to teach him about 'politeness' because there is someone who always acts like he is his mother."

I took a heavy sigh, trying not to fall for the joke and refocusing on the work in front of me, pretending not to seem concerned.

If he weren't a president in this company, I might have kicked him out of my room. After all, it was already compassionate by just saying those words.

However, something even more shocking to me had just happened. How shocked I was when his hands were already hugging my body from behind. It made me stop my work and flinched sideways. It was something ... beyond my expectations...

Startled, I spontaneously stood up until he took his hands off of my body. Then, I turned towards him, staring at his face with a pounding heart.

"Chunghee, what's wrong?" while asking, he looked at me in surprise.

I froze for a moment. It was a deliberate act, even his face didn't look regretful that was confirming everything. Keeping my eyes on his face, I thought in my mind, 'This isn't true. There's something wrong with him. He looks different from the truly him. He is weird today.'

But I tried to distract from the thoughts, thinking that it was a joke that he was saying.

He then touched my face gently with both hands. "I've been distressed about you these past few days."

I put his hand away reflexively, taking a step back, and spoke, "Ah, I'm ... sorry. I was just shocked." while lowering my gaze, I spoke very awkwardly.

He took a deep breath, then spoke solemnly, "I just came here to see how you are. Are you feeling better now? Don't push yourself too hard to work."

I nodded once, confirming the question to avoid an argument.

"You want to go out to dinner with me?"

Hearing the offer, I raised my eyes instantly. Stunned for a moment, I replied with a low voice, "Sorry, I can't. I have to go home early this afternoon."

He raised an eyebrow, showing a suspicious face. "Why? It's unusual. Is the woman you live with waiting in your apartment? Hmm, it's too bad that I can't have dinner with you tonight."

Although he spoke calmly, his tone sounded mocking. I shouted, "Daehyun, you're rude!"

His words sounded awful to my ears that they made me even more wistful. I never thought that he would say such a thing to me. That was demeaning to my pride!

He looked shocked when he saw me showing an annoyed face, and there was a sudden silence when he heard my voice which sounded angry.

Without saying another word, he was about to leave this room. However, realizing that my demeanor was indeed a little exaggerated for a word that might just be a joke from him, I immediately grabbed his arm, and said with sincere regret, "Daehyun, I'm sorry. Don't ... don't be offended. I was just trying to warn you. Sorry, if that's too much."

He turned to me, then touched my face while saying, "Hey, it's okay. I was wrong to say that. I'm sorry. You're right. You have to come home soon and take a rest. Take care of your health."

I let go of my grip on his arm slowly and let him go with the worry etched obviously on his face.

After Daehyun left this room, I dropped my body on the sofa. I laid on it with my hands on my head and felt so guilty. My head was spinning in vague thoughts and everything seemed like an unsolved problem.

I smiled stupidly and encouraged myself not to get lost in this thought. By forcing my body to move, I immediately got up and returned to my desk to continue my work until evening came.

After working, I took the time to see Dr. Jeong in the Du-Ho Hospital to check my condition and collect some medicines which were running low.