
The view of Ulleungdo Island is incredible. The air is very cold. The beautiful waterfalls and the melodious sound of birds, will make everyone who comes to the island crumpled.
Located 120 kilometers off the east coast of South Korea, Ulleungdo Island is known for its peaceful blue waves, revitalizing mountain scenery, and stunning sunset views. Often referred to as the "Mysterious Island," this popular holiday destination is the premier fishery on the east coast and attracts tourists with its tantalizing seafood. It is also a favorite place to soak up the natural beauty of Korea, the most famous of which is on the Haengnam Coastal Walking Path, which runs along the outskirts of the island.
But Tae Sang, don't come to this beautiful island for a vacation. He gets a call from his grandfather's assistant, Mr. Man Ho, to come to this island immediately.
After setting foot on the island, his grandmother's hometown, Tae Sang immediately walked with his broad strides, towards the car that had been waiting for him at the end of the pier.
Grandpa driver Kim who had been waiting for the arrival of his Master's granddaughter, immediately got out of the car after seeing the person he was waiting for coming. Immediately, he opened the car door and Tae Sang walked in and sat in it, not caring about the many eyes that looked at him in awe.
Arriving at a modest house in traditional Korean style, Tae Sang immediately went inside and was greeted by a middle-aged waiter with an apron attached to his body.
" Young Master, the Great Lord is already waiting for you in the room," the middle-aged woman said with a lowered head.
"Hmmm.." Tae Sang steps up to his grandfather's room.
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Boston
The warm atmosphere in Emy's apartment doesn't seem to be as warm as Emy's. Still with his cold and silent face, enjoying Uncle Evan's dinner. Jeff and Luther and Evan seemed to have a good chat and occasionally glanced at Emy.
" Uncle Evan, Mr. master lawyer, I'm sorry to take a break." Suddenly Emy wiped her mouth with a mouth washcloth in front of her, and without looking at the interlocutor she stood up and left them after saying goodbye.
Evan chewed on the rough of his steak, sighed roughly then leaned back. Jeff, feeling unwell, said a polite farewell to Evan and Luther, took his bag and jacket, and left.
Evan and Luther ate. Both of them have lost their appetite.
" Uncle, I'd better go. I'm sorry, and thank you for dinner. It's the same, it's delicious!" luther stood up and forced his smile.
" Sit!" evan's orders arrived.
" lady.paman?" Luther, who did not understand Evan's change, still stood looking at Evan in confusion.
Evan looked up and looked at Luther.
" I said, Sit down!" his orders again and Luther finally complied.
" Now, tell me. What's the matter until you two are like this? I just know, Emy's always quiet and loses her smile when she meets and hears your name." Evan, still with his keen eye for inquiry, was curious as to what was really going on between Emy and Luther.
” I... I'm wrong Uncle.." replied Luther while looking down.
" And that mistake is?"
Luther looked at Evan with a sigh and turned his gaze to the door of Emy's closed room.
" I'm still waiting, Luther!" evan's words made Luther again set his sights on Evan who looked back on him with a fixed gaze.
Evan stiffened his jaw. He was upset by Luther and Emy's cat-like attitude. He was convinced that Luther's mistake was fatal, because it caused Emy, whom he knew was so forgiving, to not even look at Luther.
" Don't you dare walk out that door, Mr. Luther Howland! before you tell me everything, what have you done to my son!" evan exclaimed while still sitting back to Luther who was currently taking his jacket.
Luther's hand stopped. His heart skipped a beat, swallowing his saliva, he was about to answer Evan. But, that sweet voice he missed made him relieved.
" Uncle Evan, let Mr. lawyer go. Now, uncle better get some sleep. You've been tired all day."
Evan fell silent and stopped Luther from leaving. With a heavy heart, he cleaned the dining table, washed the dishes and glasses and returned to his room. He was so angry and his feelings raged. He didn't want his son to get hurt again. He will avenge all those who hurt his son.
Krrrieg...
Evan picked up the phone he had left on the sideboard in his room. With weight he lifted the call.
" What's up?" the answer is flat and cold
" Geez, Evan, can't you answer me a little more gently?”
" say me what's up, or I'll hang up."
" all right. all right.. I. I miss you Evan.. very much miss you."
Evan breathed out a rough breath. I don't know how many times today he breathed like that.
" Well, now that you've heard my voice, good night.bye..."
" Satan..."
Evan, who was about to turn off the call, was forced to put the black flat object back in his ear.
" What else is it?"
" Evan, I really love you. Can't you give me a chance? I'll always be waiting for you, Evan. Until whenever!" and the call was interrupted.
Evan looked at the phone in his hand. He took his face rough, and threw the phone back on the sideboard and lay down.
He closed his eyes. Inevitably, why is a beautiful and funny young woman, falling in love with him who should be suitable to be her father. What will his friends say later, if he is right with the snot? Actually, he likes it too but not in the sense of male love for women.
He knows who he is and who the young woman who is only 3 years above the age of her baby son. He felt inappropriate pairing with a woman who had a 26-year age difference with him.
not wanting to get late in his mind, Evan took off his shirt as usual every night will sleep, then lay back and fell asleep.
While Emy, she is still struggling with the laptop. He must finish his work here immediately, before returning to Korea. It was fortunate that Angela did her job well in Milan, and some of her branches, so a little bit she was greatly helped.
The next day, Mike and Marie's apologies to the press today, leading de Ma Vie to lose several investors and customers. While L'amour, little by little again got its glory. Many investors and customers who once left L'amour, are back.
Still limited to L'amour employees and some people who know that Emy is the owner and designer L'amour actually. Emy doesn't want to add any sensation. He ordered his men to shut up about him.
As Emy was preparing to head back to Korea in the afternoon, the bell at her apartment door stopped her activities.