Dong-Han seethed Dae-Hyeon for Sun-Hwa

"Ahh... Shit!"

She muttered under her breath anxiously and left the room in a hurry as she briskly took her bag, leaving behind the kitchen in a messy state after failing to locate Asafoetida.

Coming running fast to the reception area. Unexpectedly, her feet stopped moving further, and her shoulders met laziness in disappointment. There was no one to appear.

Abruptly, she ran outside.

The clock struck 8:00 AM before even the bus she got in reached the office. Not changing in a hurry, she rushed to the nearby medical shop, pulled out some money from her bag, and slapped it on the table, but failed to catch a glimpse of a small red spot that began to appear over her hand.

"I'm getting allergic to claws. Give me an allergic tablet." A breath-mixed sound has been brought out of her trembling lips.

"Sorry, madam. We are out of stock."

Sun-Hwa stunned. However, she thrashed herself to pull out words. "Is there any other medical shop nearby?" she asked once after swallowing.

"It's a little far from here. You should take the bus to get there, madam."

Hearing him, she could only express dismay. "Thank you, sir." respectfully said, but her allergy took over her energy for speaking.

She crossed the street to catch the bus before it passed her. She got in at the last second before the door closed. She taped on her transportation card on her way in; additionally, she tried to cover her face behind the card once after eyeing those people's weird stares towards her.

There were tiny, teeny red dots forming under her chin and cheeks.

Fifteen minutes later...

She got off the bus, took out a kerchief from her bag as the bus passed her, and tied it over her face like a mask before moving further.

Getting a glimpse of a medical shop in the distance, hope peeked through her relaxed sigh. She sped up her feet, the shop coming closer to her.

She reached there.

"Sir, skin allergic tablet," asked Sun-Hwa, breathing heavily because of high blood pressure.

"One sec, madam," the seller said, moving inside the shop, searching in the row for allergic tablets.

While panting, Sun-Hwa took out money from her bag. Dae-Hyeon passed on the deserted highway in his car. Both of them failed to see each other since their focus was on their actions only.

"Here you go, madam." seller put it on the bench, glimpsing her hands, which had already become worse and were brought to view as ugly.

"Thank you," she offered with a nice smile, which stayed behind her kerchief and failed to be shown.

Her ugly, dot-having hand got hold of the tablet and took out a water bottle from her bag too.

She swallowed it on the spot and headed back to the bus stop. Not even wait for one second to swirl out a sigh or relax her blood pressure. Slightly gasping for breath, she keeps moving forward.

At the bus stop, she rested on her seat, glancing at both sides of the deserted highway. Still, heavy breathing didn't appear to be enough to leave her.

Five minutes later...

Dong-Han entered the small, transparent room. "Dae-Hyeonn!! How are you?" He offered a friendly smile, but it became apparent that he was spoofing, as if his approach to Dae-Hyeon today was not for him.

"Come fast! I have other works to do." Dae-Hyeon rushed him.

Dong-Han stepped in and shut the door behind him before walking further. He then rested the office bag on the sofa table before sitting down on the sofa. His hand carefully took a punch of written papers out as he carefully scrutinised the small piece of folded paper lying at the bottom corner of the bag.

"Here you go." Dong-Han put those in front of him while Dae-Hyeon picked up the pen in a hurry, as if he were going to sign it all at once.

On the go, Dong-Han yanked out the conversation. "Where is Sun-Hwa? Is she working?"

"No, she has not come yet," Dae-Hyeon said, signing the papers.

"Why? It's almost 10:00 AM." Dong Han declared, peeking at his watch, reading 9:47.

"I don't know yet; she told me she has some work to do," Dae-Hyeon replied.

"Oh..." Dong Han trailed off, nodding disappointedly.

Minutes later...

Dae-Hyeon completed signing the last page of the last contract and handed it to Dong-Han, who was putting leftovers inside the bag.

Dong-Han got a hold of the last contract paper. Dae-Hyeon unseated quickly and rushed outside, leaving Dong-Han to blink in shock and conflict.

"Sun-Hwa!!!" Dae-Hyeon shouted, coming running down from upstairs.

Sun-Hwa gasped in sudden shock and faced the wall before her red spots caught his glance. She purposely approached the wall and leaned bare-faced over it, gasping.

"Sun-Hwa, Where were you? What took you so long?" he asked, reaching out for her hand.

She pulled in, and Dae-Hyeon pulled back his hand and gave a check stare all around the deserted swooping hall. Since his stare was quick to switch back to Sun-Hwa, he ceased to function to spot a woman hiding behind the stairs.

"Sun-Hwa, there was no one here. Show your face." Dae-Hyeon grabbed her wrist gently and tried to twist her body to face him. Only then did he get a glimpse of small red spots all over her fair skin up to her elbow. Up above the elbow, there was her shirt, shrouded from being put into view.

Dong-Han came down the stairs casually as he watched Dae-Hyeon being so nice to Sun-Hwa. A nice smile appeared on his face, which made it evident that he was admiring their naughtiness.

Instantly, Dae-Hyeon puldged into anxiety.

"Sun-Hwa, what are all these?" He forcefully twirled her and checked her two hands and downfacing face, which were all filled with red spots.

His hand tenderly approached her face and he commented caringly, "Look at me."

With an embarrassed look on her face, she straightened but kept her eyeballs away from his.

"What are these, Sun-Hwa?" Dae-Hyeon spewed concern through his voice and caressed her hair more gently to gain her trust.

Her red spots snatched Dong-Han's gaze and cleared out his gladness in no time. He gasped, and the bag slipped onto the floor. Immediately, she ran to her and pushed Dae-Hyeon away from touching her, sowing astonishment onto their expression.

Dae-Hyeon called onto the floor, and the women watching them rushed forward, "Boss!" but soon hid behind the stairs again once sensed Sun-Hwa glance was about to stare her way.

"Dae-Hyeonna!!" Sun-Hwa met Dae-Hyeon on the floor, got up, and reached out for his hand to help him.

Dong-Han clasped her palm instead, turning around and facing Dae-Hyeon. "Did you give her claws?" He growled.

"Yes," with concern, Dae-Hyeom responded.

"Do you really love her or are you pretending? She is allergic to that. See, how long she is gasping for air!" He wrathed, pulling Sun-Hwa, heading out without giving any other comment or hearing out Dae-Hyeon's side.

"Where are you bringing me to? Sun-Hwa questioned him with furrowed brows in bewilderment. "I took a pill already."

Dae-Hyeon followed back at them, running to catch up with the speedy walk of Dong-Han and Sun-Hwa, whose feet ran behind him, like she had no choice but to maintain Dong-Han's speed if she didn't want to fall behind his feet.

"Our boss loves our leader." The woman came out from behind the stairs. It was intern Hyein, grinning like she got a top secret of Sun-Hwa.