
My career is inversely proportional to my love story. I'm actually not a typical guy who puts his heart on a girl.
However, one thing is different. The girl, who had been married forcibly to Ardiaz, is in trouble after her father fell into a coma after an attack on the night of his birthday.
The girl was so physically weak, yet she was really stubborn and did not want to be seen as weak by the people around her. He always tried to look tough in front of everyone, even though he continued to cry when he was alone in his room.
I don't know why I feel so sorry. I don't know if Ardiaz is really dead or alive. But clearly, our communication has been completely cut off since he left Wisteria.
The last time I heard anything was, he was dead. The sentence was clearly inscribed on a postcard, which was sent along with a dark blue velvet box, which was addressed to his wife, Evangeline.
I had no choice but to tell this horrible news to the girl about her husband.
Evangeline seemed to be trying hard in front of me, but she collapsed instantly as I pretended to leave in front of her.
At first I just wanted to help the girl. Maybe some kind of responsibility for telling him about Ardiaz's death.
I always find Evangeline falling unconscious, when her body is unable to keep up with her strong will.
But who would have thought, that pity grew into a strange feeling that suddenly appeared and disturbed the empty corner of my heart.
I fell in love with my friend's own wife. I know this is wrong, but who can prevent the moment when love is present in one's life.
As time went on, we got closer. Happy news came from him when the father suddenly came to his senses from the coma.
The girl looked a little more cheerful, although the sense of losing her husband still continued to make her smile so sad.
It also makes me not dare to express feelings to him, because in the heart of the girl there is still the figure of Ardiaz.
Until one day, his father asked me to persuade him to accept back the person who had harmed him into a coma. Aaron, Ardiaz's older brother.
It was then that my courage arose when I saw the girl crying again, when I remembered the death of her husband.
I want to replace Ardiaz, and make sure Evangeline is happy. However, just as my lips were about to touch her, she suddenly went crazy.
The girl looked to her right and left, as if she was looking for something, while continuing to call the husband's name, to make me realize that there was no room for me in her heart.
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Once, he suddenly decided to go to the capital. The girl said that she wanted to continue her studies there.
What a coincidence, my father also asked me to go home immediately, and occupy the position of chief director at his hospital, which was built for me from the beginning.
I immediately agreed with my father's invitation, because then I could be close to the girl I love.
I even took care of my move immediately, and went to see the girl. When we made an appointment at one of the five-star restaurants in Orchid City, I felt like something was different about him, but I didn't know what.
Clearly, his eyes were swollen as if he had cried last night. However, I dare not discuss it at all. My focus is to tell him the good news about my move.
I was so happy when he congratulated me. We had lunch together with laughter, and after that he came home.
At first I intended to deliver, but as usual, he always refused.
A few days passed and we made another appointment. This time, I wanted to express my seriousness to her.
However, the girl's reaction really made me even more hurt. He rejected me directly in front of my face.
He was angry and even just wanted to leave from there. If only I hadn't persuaded him, he might have run away in a taxi.
I know I'm in too much of a hurry, but I just want to show her my seriousness. I want her to move on with her life again after her husband's death.
After that night, I looked up a lot. In the hospital I always thought about him. I want to go back to see him and talk to him. But, the busyness in this early term of office really took up my time.
Until one day, I accidentally ran into someone I knew very well. He is Ardiaz, the young man I reported to have died a few months ago, currently right in front of me still breathing.
What surprised me even more was the presence of a girl standing behind him.
Now I know why Evangeline so frankly rejected me. Apparently, she had found her dead husband.
I don't understand why Ardiaz and Mac Duff are hiding this from me. However, Mac duff's words made me think a little hard.
He said that I should not get involved with them, so that I could stay safe. What's really going on.
After that meeting, I found out about Ardiaz's whereabouts at my hospital. Easily, I can find a clue about him.
Apparently, the young man was being treated on behalf of Jordan, with a guardian named Devonshire, the Cheque of a company called Merciful.
I know the company very well, because my father has always been in business with them.
However, I was very surprised to find that the reason he was treated was because he had been in a coma for a few weeks, due to battle scars, and he even got a gunshot wound in his stomach area.
It's freaky. Why did Ardiaz have to change his name to Jordan, who was Charlie's real name? And why is Ceo Merciful willing to be his guardian? Then, what exactly happened until he was involved in a war between gangsters?
So many questions came to my mind. But one thing that made me a little relieved, Mac Duff's words were really meant for me.
He didn't want me involved, because he was worried about my safety. I appreciate that. But if it was just because of that, why would Ardiaz be so cold towards me?
I'm not a stubborn person who wants to act on will. I put logic ahead more than anything else.
If it feels dangerous, without them even away I will stay away without arguing. But, what's with Ardiaz's attitude towards me? Is it true just because I like his wife? That's not Ardiaz's nature.
I know him very well.
When I was busy thinking about all the possibilities, an astonishing fact I got from the people closest to me.
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