SADNESS

SADNESS

Lee Jeon Si looked at the photo of himself and his father on his father's desk. Not much of the father's personal belongings. He did not leave any notes and messages before he died.

"Jeon Si, the food is ready. Let's eat first, son. Go Eun is also waiting at the dining table. Mother is cooking your favorite food," said Park Nam Kyu, waking Lee Jeon Si from his daydream.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. Let's eat now," replied Lee Jeon Si.

"You remember your father?"

Lee Jeon Si nodded his head. He missed his father's presence. My father is always a role model.

"Sometimes, I don't believe that he is dead. When he was cremated, I really hoped he would rise from the dead the same as before. But, apparently not," said Lee Jeon Si.

"It's fate. You can't change all that."

Lee Jeon Si smiled wryly. He missed his father.

"Tomorrow, you have to sign your father's documents. And don't forget any orders he has given you, don't miss anything."