Sun-Hwa left the house

Walking past the narrow walking zone, which had thin dead trees along two sides, she set foot in the luxuriant, greenish, waving grasses, and her desiderium-filled, glittering eyes gazed at the sparkling river water in front of her.

Letting out a downhearted sigh, she pressed her buttocks against the two-inch-long, close-packed grasses. She then stretched her leg straight over those grasses, her hands sliding into the pant pocket. She pulled out her buzzing phone.

CLINK!

CLINK!

CLINK!

CLINK!

CLINK!....

She subtly narrowed. In a wink, it turned into a scowl.

Those were messages about her rejection of the interview application. Every company rejected her for no reason. It was the time when her life felt thorny, and the chronic rejection put her at her wits' end.

CLINK!

It was from the GFT architecture company. She read, 'Your application passed our expectations. Kindly attend the interview today before 11 a.m.'

Her corner lips curled into a smile, and she tightened her lips optimistically. She then stood up. Once checked, the time had not even passed 7:00 a.m., so she turned around to leave the place.

Meanwhile...

In Dae-Hyeon's house, Sunnae opened the bridge and picked one of the milk bottles that looked like a baby feeding bottle. Doubtlessly, she sipped it since she tended to starve immediately after taking a shower.

Her gaze became squinty at the bottle. With a demur to take another sip, she turned to Dae-Hyeon, who was arranging breakfast on the dining table.

"Dae-Hyeonna, why does this milk taste different from cow's?" She asked, quizzically taking another gulp.

He looked at her hand, which had Sun-Hwa's milk. "That's Sun-Hwa's."

"What?!!"

She split the third sip without delay, disgustedly glanced at the bottle, and threw it away. "Hers?!"

"Sunnae, that's mother's milk." Sun-Hwa corrected her, coming to her after picking up the milk-spilling bottle.

Sensing the danger, Dae-Hyeon moved near Sunnae.

"But it's coming from you. So it would be inedible."Sunnae's ruthlessness poured some oil into Sun-Hwa's inner spleen.

She infuriatedly moved to her and raised her hand to slap.

*CHUP!*

Dae-Hyeon's hand gripped Sun-Hwa's wrist as Sunnae fearlessly fierced at Sun-Hwa's glare.

"Do you think you can touch me easily?" With scornful mixed fury, Sunnae mocked Sun-Hwa, whose death stare met Dae-Hyeon's unshakable protection towards Sunnae.

"Behave yourself; she is a child." Dae-Hyeon notified her frantically.

Will anyone call a 20-year-old arrogant girl a child? Our Dae-Hyeon will, because she is the most important person to him.

For what? Sunnae was the only person who had never shown hatred or doubt. She only loves him blindly and is loyal to her feelings, which have attracted lonely Dae-Hyeon since his childhood.

"Child? Mention it correctly. She is a child for you only." She raged. "This is the love you mentioned this morning? See it clearly who you protect right now!" She stomped on his wrath.

Immediately, Dae-Hyeon loosened the grip and took one step back as Sun-Hwa hot-breathed like a dragon.

"Stop fooling around; I won't fall for these creepy tricks. Since the day I married you, I have never seen your care for me, not even a little of what you offer to Sunae. Still, even now, you have only protected this arrogant bitch... Love?"

She smirked sarcastically, holding back her tears.

"Think twice; maybe that wasn't love. The desire must be lust. That's why you proposed the seductive slave contract. Your cliche obsession with my body blocks you from observing from my side." Sun-Hwa frankly appealed, burning inside with gusto.

"Seductive Slave?" Sunnae scowled at Dae-Hyeon while he was perplexed in the middle of the argument and gathering consciousness of what Sun-Hwa was trying to make clear to him. Even he wasn't confident about his earlier actions that unabhastably peeked out of his face.

Sun-Hwa headed back upstairs, leaving him to blink emotionlessly as his instinct squeezed him hard to fathom, and that apprehension that Sun-Hwa would leave him wrapped his mind around.

Even Sunnae's jolt on his frozen body withered to diverse his thoughts.

A few seconds later...

They were still standing right there while Sun-Hwa climbed down the stairs with luggage, and her hand had a contract paper.

"I don't think this will be usable anymore since you have already found your love. " Sun-Hwa tore out the contract paper in front of Dae-Hyeon, who had already been aggrieved by her declaration.

"Happy marriage life!" Sun-Hwa frenziedly congratulated him, clenched the luggage bag, and trolled along the tiles towards the exit.

"Go away; who begged you to stay here?" Sunnae commented, frowning once after holding the anguished Dae-Hyeon's hand.

And. For the first time in the history of Dae-Hyeon, his brows coherently formed a scowl as his growing face turned to Sunnae. "I did. I begged her." He rasped under his mouth as her scared eyes witnessed his first wrathfulness towards her.

Sunnae's grip on his hand weakened. Dae-Hyeon tightened his fist, and with biting teeth, he exhorted, "She is my love. Don't ever try to harm her. If you do, leave me then."

It was not just anger. More than that, which Sunnae had never seen from him.

Realising he had been on the wrong side all the time, losing his precious to the arrogant one, he ran out of the house.

"Sun-Hwa," he pulled, stopping her from passing the swimming pool, gasping.

"Sorry, I was just stupid earlier. I love you, Sun-Hwa." Gasping for air, he confessed he was wrong.

She gritted her teeth and shook off her hand. "No, Never. Never come to me! I'm not the one you love. It is Sunnae. You have also witnessed that." She didn't lack the urge to provoke him.

"Sun-"

"It's enough! Don't make me angry. Go and marry her." Sun-Hwa pressed her hand on his chest, shoved him with full influence, and walked away, trolling her luggage.

Dae-Hyeon was about to cry and was standing in a state where he had no rectitude to stop her from moving away.

The yearning for the day would be a good one smashed down when his wretched eyes gazing at Sun-Hwa disappeared from his sight.

In a second, a drop of tears spilt down from the eye glands and rolled down his cheek.