39 We Didn't Talk To Each Other

A few days later, the torture I received that night was still felt obviously in some parts of my body, even though it still showed some bluish bruises with the pain that was felt when I moved. Fortunately, my long sleeves shirt, and coat could cover the entire bruises, so people couldn't see them at my workplace. 

The night of torture, after Donghwa left me in a state of physical disintegration, it truly caused excruciating pain. And after talking to Daehyun on the phone that night, physical and mental fatigue made me pass out and wake up during the day. But sadly, Donghwa didn't return at that time, so all night until noon, I was in an unconscious condition and could only lay on the bed. Perhaps, whoever saw my condition at that time would burst out laughing, like seeing an idiot who was pensive in the dark and lonely room with many wounds in his body.

By enduring this pain, I tried to pass the few days while smiling as usual and delivering good news to everyone who asked how I was. Or, if the world needed to know, then I would return to pretend and tell the people in this world that I was 'okay'.

However, after what he had done to me, I kept silent on him and didn't want to talk to him at all. I knew that this wouldn't deter him, but in the silence, it took a little more of the anger that had been pent up so far.

We had not talked to each other in the past few days, and it kept him away from home every day. When he finished his work in the afternoon, he would come out in the evening and come back at midnight.

However, it was better than had to be here. As long as we stopped talking, it seemed like Donghwa could understand better that how mad I was at him, and I didn't even want to see his face. He apologized several times and yes, I had forgiven him without even saying anything, but just needed to be alone.

However, when I remembered how he accused me that night, where his anger made me even more hurt, the silence wasn't enough to just give him a punishment. I wanted to run away but I was entangled by something deeper. My legs felt heavy as if the feeling of 'loving him' tied me up even though it hurt me.

It might be stupid. But, besides that, I also knew quite well that a human could never endure to the end with pain. It would make the death of their feelings getting closer gradually, and one of the two people who loved each other must go.

However, to be honest, I never wanted our relationship to end in painful things. This relationship had been built for quite a long time. With all the kinds of things that we went through, I couldn't waste this relationship. Since the beginning, this was something that was difficult to build and should have been hard to destroy.

Now, the only hope was to change or survive. If he didn't change, then I would have to stick with this relationship, which with the hopes that it would be fixed.

After drifting into these thoughts for quite a while, a knock on the door brought me back to my senses. Someone came in with multiple files in his hands.

It was Mr. Hye, the manager of the company. He walked over to me with the files, then put them on my desk. "These are the monthly reports of the members in the personnel department. Since Mr. Kim wasn't in his office, he asked me to come to your room. You should check them quickly and input the data before the monthly meeting begins."

I smiled weakly as I replied, "Of course, Mr. Hye. Thank you for bringing them."

A few minutes after Mr. Hye left my room, Go Hyunjae came in with some food. He spoke with great enthusiasm, "Chunghee, I made a lot of rice rolls. You haven't taken your break, have you?" while saying, she put the food on the desk and sat down on it.

"Senior, thank you."

"You have to try it. It tastes really good. I'm sure you'll like it." Go Hyunjae offered me one slice, and I grabbed it with a smile.

The taste was really good. Go Hyunjae was gifted at cooking. He had several times brought her homemade foods and offered them to several people in each department, which made her known as 'A Chef of Assistant Manager'.

Go Hyunjae was indeed a kind and amiable woman. No one disliked a likable woman like her.

After talking with her, Go Hyunjae came out of this room and I went back to my work as I had to finish all these works at once so I didn't get overtime, as I had to do a checkup when I got home from work in the afternoon.

It was 5.00 p.m already. Several people in the company were ready to return after finishing their works, and so was I.

After completing the report and inputting the data, I finally could lean my back relievedly in the chair to relax my body after spending almost a day just sitting upright at the computer.

I grabbed my cell phone and swiped the screen. Here were some messages from Donghwa that I had not opened on purpose. I didn't intend to open it and even retaliate.

Then, I shifted the menu again and contacted Daehyun.

"Chunghee, I'm busy, is there anything wrong?" Daehyun answered on the other line.

Leaning my back tiredly in a chair while looking at a piece of approval paper, I explained, "This morning, there was an offer from an investor from China regarding a computer project that has just launched. They were interested and offered to cooperate in the field of development and promotion. He explained some profits in this cooperation, and I think that it's quite profitable. But you need to see it first."

"Ah, I know them. Just sign it."

"But, you didn't see it first."

"No need."

I was silent for a few minutes before agreeing. If Boss Kim had said so, then it meant that the investors were an important source.

When I was about to hang up, Daehyun spoke, "Are you okay? Why does your voice sound so weak?"

I sighed silently. "Yeah, I guess."

"You guess or you are?"

Letting out a quiet sigh, I answered a little firmly, "I am."

"Hmm, alright, take care of yourself then. Don't forget to do a checkup this afternoon."

Hearing his words, a sincere smile unconsciously tugged at the corners of my lips. "Thank you."

After finishing the conversation on the phone, I took a few breaths. The sincere smile on my face gradually turned bitter.

Daehyun wasn't my lover, but why should he act like my lover, while someone who should be my lover behaved like someone else to me?

The world was weird. It was like turning day and night, exchanging sweet and salty flavors. All of them were full of unexpected oddities and full of surprises.

In the next few minutes, I tidied up all the reports on my desk, then headed off to the hospital and spent a few hours there.