
"Can't!" mr. Park replied, pulling his hand from his wife's. "You told me to stay away from him, after all that happened! You don't know how much I've suffered all this time! At least let me be a good father to Rose," continued Mr. Park, looking at his wife in anger.
Madam Park closed both eyes for a moment along with a long sigh coming out of her lips. Then looked at her husband full of wounds, "meaning you've been pretending to be happy with me, have you?" lirih Madam Park, endured the tremendous pain inside her chest.
Mr. Park turned his face away, then looked back at his wife's face, "i'm happy with you, it's just ...," Mr. Park said to a halt, his tongue felt stiff the next sentence he was about to throw as if stuck at the end of his tongue.
"Only, do you love him more? How could? How could you do all this to me?! You stabbed me with a thousand daggers and hit my heart!" Madam Park shook her head, cupping her face with both hands.
The pain in his chest spread and entered his brain, making him dizzy and barely able to breathe. His body was limp, and he eventually fell and was unconscious.
"JI-Woo!" Mr. Park panicked, he immediately carried his wife, and laid her on the bed. Then he took his cell phone to call the doctor.
On the other side. Arkan parked his car in front of Rose's contract that night. He got out of the car, holding a file in his left hand. Both of his legs stepped without hesitation, stopping to remain in front of the closed rented door. His right hand was raised, knocking on the brown door.
GtsĀ ... Gts ...
Rose who had just finished taking a bath, immediately put on her clothes. The 30-thousand-priced home-based negligee he bought from the night market last month became his choice. The negligee is pink with a broad widow leaf motif, and made from rayon, adem, and comfortable to wear. A knock on the door was heard, leaving Rose unable to comb her hair. He immediately opened the door, and how surprised he was to see Arkan standing behind it.
Arkan was speechless, his lips tightly shut, but his sharp gaze was fixed on Rose who looked different tonight. His future wife looks sexy wearing a simple negligee like this, plus the long hair is wet, left unraveled and looks disheveled, but it even adds a sexy impression to Rose's visual tonight. Unknowingly he was fascinated by his future wife.
"What's wrong?" Rose's question blew Arkan's dirty thinking.
"Oh .. Can I come in?" answer Arkan in a slow tone.
"May, but the door is open, because Mother is not there, again go home to pick up some files for our wedding," Rose said as well as explaining the whereabouts of her mother to Arkan.
Arkan nodded, taking off his shoes and socks, and went into the contract sitting on the floor as usual.
"Anything," Arkan answered briefly.
Rose nodded, then immediately made Arkan a cup of coffee. It was fortunate that he had filled his tremos with hot water so he did not need to light the stove. Later, Rose gives Arkan a cup of black coffee, and Arkan accepts it, not forgetting to thank him.
Rose sat on the floor, but slightly tilted, not wanting her thighs to be seen by Arkan. Arkan saw that Rose was not comfortable taking the initiative to take a teddybear lying on the bed, then given to Rose.
"Thank you" Rose said, changing her seat, and covering her thighs with the doll.
Rose and Arkan felt a tremendous awkwardness. Not as usual, because usually they will fight if they meet, but this is different. I don't know why.
"Rose, you've been home since when? Why didn't you tell me?" ask Arkan to break the awkwardness between them.
"Last afternoon, I drove her to the bus terminal" Rose replied.
"Next time call me, so I can get the driver to take you to the village" Arkan told Rose.
"Thank you attention. Btw, what do you want the nights here?" rose asked, staring in full search at her future husband.
"I've got the information you want" Arkan replied, giving Rose the file.
"About my father?" guess Rose, and Arkan answered with a nod of his head.
Rose received the file. Both of his hands trembled, his heart beating rapidly, but his immense curiosity overcame all the sense he felt at the moment. Rose took a deep breath and slowly threw it away as she opened the beam.
Arkan observed Rose in silence, but he could guess that this reality would be a huge blow to Rose.
Rose's lips moved slowly as she read every sentence written on the file. His two eyes condensed, as a reality unfolded.
"Why?" rose asked in a soft tone between her sobs.
"Rose ..." Arkan approached and hugged the crying woman.
"Why is it like this. This isn't what I want, it must be a lie, right?" ask Rose in a staggered voice. Her tears kept coming out soaking her cheeks, both her hands squeezing the file tightly. "There's no way my father is Mr. Park. This must be a lie ... this must be a dream ..." raved Rose while tightly returning Arkan's embrace.
"Sttt, calm yourself down, Rose," whispered Arkan as he rubbed the frail, quivering back repeatedly, as if channeling a comfort and serenity to Rose.
"If he's my father, why did he leave me and my mother?" lirih Rose's. His chest was very painful, his heart seemed to be squeezed firmly until it was crushed to nothing.