Hyuras
part 3
Hyura quickly looked up, making those already well-soaked tears come down and fall down from her pale face.
“Kyuhyun-ssi, I beg you.”
Kyuhyun finally got up, moved away from Hyura and intended to return to his desk when suddenly his hand was gripped. With the same cry Hyura knelt down, begging Kyuhyun to help her.
“Da Eun is my most precious treasure, you certainly know I have no one in the world anymore. Please, I can't live without him. Help me Kyuhyun-ssi.”
Kyuhyun's hands clenched tightly, holding all the mixed feelings in his head. God, why did this girl have to come back when she was already struggling to reorganize her heart? And the boy_
“Release.”
“Oppa.” The scream of pain and fear that Hyura felt in her plea, she knelt down. Hope Kyuhyun will help her. But_
“Let go of me.”
Hyura felt that her entire life was over when Kyuhyun's hands jolted her hands violently, the man seemed to ignore the tears and pleading Hyura made.
With an unreadable expression the man returned to the back of his desk, pressed a button on the phone then spoke as a woman's voice rang out.
“Please drag this woman from my room.”
“Ne_ne sajangnim.”
With that, the entire life Hyura had was completely over. She's definitely gonna lose Da Eun.
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“You're fine, mistress?”
Hyura started to lose her strength, she walked out without any energy. Even though her crying had stopped, the pain in her heart did not go away. The girl only shook her head when the man who had asked her came with an expression of anxiety.
Hyura only shook her head weakly, her brain was frozen, imagining losing Da Eun who had been the source of her strength all along. On the last rung of stairs, Hyura finally fell down. He sat with the same cry. Da Eun's face that she had was so adorable at first, but the months that passed after the illness gnawed at her daughter's small body, Da Eun's face continued to look pale.
“Mrs.”
Drop by drop of tears soaked his face. “What should I do? what else do I need to do?”
In Lee Da Eun's bright blue pajamas crouched down, her little hands extended to reach a 500 won coin tucked under the sofa of the hospital waiting room. It had been almost ten minutes but the coin did not go to get, even though Da Eun only needed 500 won again to buy her favorite Ice Cream strawberry.
”Aghassi, do I need help?” The man who asked squatted down, peeking at what Da Eun was trying to grab. “Aigoo, after this you will definitely settle behind the sofa.”
Da Eun frowned, looking at the face of the white-robed man who had been examining her all this time. “Nemo Ahjussi who told eomma?”
Lee Donghae smiled, handing over the 500 won money to Da Eun who was still acting fiercely. “That's because you can't eat ice cream too often.
As he is being yelled at, Da Eun gets up. “I ate it only once in one week.” Da Eun innocently showed her two fingers. The small thing that was certainly successful made Donghae laugh. “That's not often, nemo ahjussi.”
“It's not one but two.”
“I mean once in a week, I showed it to nemo ahjussi understand.”
It's up to the kid.
“Now.” Donghae finally got up. “Our one must be on the bed, or do you want uncle to inject you again?”
“Shirreo.”
Grunts accompanied Da Eun's departure to her room, the girl wore a fierce expression that strangely made Donghae laugh instead. God, that kid is so funny.
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