Chapter 188
Ding—
The elevator doors opened, and Jeonghan straightened up again. Still holding Suhyeon’s hand, he stepped out of the elevator.
Suhyeon touched her lips, which still held traces of his breath, and followed him.
The mansion she visited for the first time since the divorce seemed unchanged. It looked as though nothing had shifted at all.
And that made it all the more nostalgic.
It felt as if she had returned to the time from back then.
It was strangely peculiar. Those days, which she once thought were so dreadful, didn’t feel that way anymore when she recalled them now.
‘…Is it because my feelings for Do Jeonghan have changed?’
As they passed through the hallway and headed toward the room, various memories surfaced.
The countless memories she had in this house.
Memories she never thought would become precious.
Even the ones she had forcibly buried rushed through her mind so quickly that Suhyeon drew in a small breath.
She could now understand the actions of his that she hadn’t been able to before.
The heart of a man who had come to love her while bearing the unbearable pain.
Suhyeon closed her eyes gently.
The relationship between Do Jeonghan and herself could never entirely escape that pain.
As long as the unhealed wounds remained.
Even so…
Jeonghan stopped in front of the door to the room where the two of them now stood face-to-face. Letting go of Suhyeon’s hand, he looked down at her as he stood before her.
“Which room will you go into?”
With a languid smile, Suhyeon also returned a faint smile and asked back.
“If I wait in my room, will you come to me at night like you used to?”
“No.”
Jeonghan answered in a low voice as he pulled Suhyeon’s slender waist toward him.
“Ah.”
In an instant, the distance between them vanished, and Jeonghan captured her gaze.
“I won’t let you spend the night in your room anymore.”
Seeing the blazing intensity in his eyes up close, Suhyeon’s heart raced. Her body instinctively grew warm.
Jeonghan opened the door to his room and led Suhyeon inside.
Click.
“Ah—mmph…”
As soon as they entered the room, their lips collided passionately. Jeonghan didn’t let go, exploring her deeply with his tongue as he guided her toward the bed.
Suhyeon clung to his neck, parting her lips willingly to accept his kiss.
The two of them collapsed onto the bed simultaneously.
Thud!
“…Haah!”
As the momentum broke their kiss, their gazes tangled in the space between them.
Jeonghan, hovering over Suhyeon as she lay with her back against the bed, looked down at her.
Even in the soft lighting of the room, the fire in his eyes shone vividly.
Suhyeon gazed at him with moist eyes, gently caressing his cheek with her hand.
“…Thank you.”
She spoke softly.
“For what?”
Jeonghan gently wrapped his hand around Suhyeon’s hand, which was resting on his cheek, and asked in a low voice.
Suhyeon’s obsidian-like dark eyes, shining beautifully, glistened with moisture.
“Just… for everything.”
For trying to save my mom.
For struggling for eight years, doing whatever you could to keep her alive until her last breath…
Even moving her to another hospital without telling me—now, I could understand.
It was because you didn’t want Seol Hee-nam to use my mom as a tool for blackmail again, so you didn’t even tell me.
And…
For never giving up on loving me, no matter the circumstances.
Shameless as it may seem, I was grateful for that. Even though you knew better than anyone that I was Seol Hee-nam’s daughter, you never stopped loving me.
“…..”
Jeonghan gazed deeply into Suhyeon’s tear-brightened, beautiful eyes with an intense expression.
“When you lived in this house.”
He spoke in a low voice, brushing his fingertips over Suhyeon’s eyes. After wiping her beautifully damp eyelashes with his thumb, he met her gaze again and said,
“I’ve always wanted to make you cry.”
“Make me…?”
Suhyeon blinked her tear-filled eyes and asked.
Jeonghan looked down at her with his deeply shadowed eyes.
“Suhyeon Seol, who never shows her emotions… the only time you reveal them is at those moments.”
Even if it’s with eyes brimming with tears, glaring at me with hatred.
Jeonghan’s lips curled into a faint smile.
…Even so.
“The moment you look straight at me and show your feelings toward me—it’s chillingly intoxicating.”
“..…”
Suhyeon silently held his gaze. Jeonghan cupped her face in his hands, fixing her in place.
“Even back then, I wanted your eyes to hold only me.”
Only me.
Jeonghan’s eyes burned fiercely.
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