
Lee Joo got up from the bed and stepped back. I was wearing a bathrobe, but I don't remember bathing. Memories of this week are lost after pouring the second wine.
'Damn... ... !
Lee Joo took a deep breath and looked back at the memories of yesterday. Then, he gathered the scattered memories and reunited them. Negotiations with Doguk went well in their own way, and the wine was sweet. I thought he was drunk and chatting in front of Do-guk, but I don't remember exactly what he said. I thought I was laughing The hand that combed her hair is getting stronger. Let's remember, Lee Joo Han, you must remember. The more I remember what happened yesterday, the greater the shame. It was the first time I was drunk, my memory was gone, or I slept with a man in a hotel. He covered his aching head with his hands and organized his thoughts. It seems the film has been cut after chatting for a while. Just two glasses of wine. It was more surprising that I slept with Seo Do-guk on his arm than the fact that I only drank two glasses of wine..... Did you sleep? Did he do it so that the state considered him important? That's what people say when they get divorced because of personality differences. He placed his hands on his complicated head and looked at Doguk. Doguk is sleeping well. So much so that no one knows. Suddenly, he saw the lip marks on the white shirt he was wearing. My lipstick is clear. Did you put a lip stamp on it? You must have had an intense night .... ?
'What is Seo Do-guk thinking?'
Lee Joo silenced his footsteps and approached. He looked at her side face closely. I didn't know yesterday, but my eyelashes are pretty long. Although disheveled, the way the bangs are lowered is also impressive between a boy and a young man. It seems to be on the border. Was it because he was asleep or the light of dawn that made his face feel softer than yesterday?
"It's good to see you sleeping."
Surprised by the words I let out without even realizing it, Lee Joo shut my mouth.It was necessary to leave immediately Juju, who was looking around, picked up the clothes hanging on the chair. *** After leaving the hotel, Lee Joo checked her phone. There were three calls and four messages. The sender is, of course, Yura. It seemed that he was nervous enough to call even in the morning. I want to steal more. What kind of expression would you make if you lost someone you couldn't even get? I want to see a look of despair on your face. Yura was the expression she always saw in him. Just as I was about to put my phone in the bag, I got a call from my mother, Jeong-hye. It was Jeong-hye, who usually treated Lee Joo as an invisible person, as if she couldn't even leave the house, let alone call him. Maybe Yura has asked to contact you instead. I'm out of breath. Lee Joo looked at the screen once and put his phone back in his bag. He must have thought that Juju, who was quiet and listening, had changed. But that's not true. Lee Joo took off the mask he was wearing. It didn't change, it just went back to its original form. After thinking for a moment whether to go home or not, Lee Joo shook his head. I don't want to spoil the refreshing feeling. *** After three hours of travel, we arrived at Gangneung, or rather, a nursing home in front of the East Sea. Standing in front of the single room, Lee Joo looked at Unjae's grandfather with indifferent eyes. Unjae was lying on the bed and looking out the window. Very shabby for the words of prominent founder WJ Retail. Unjae slowly turned his head when he heard the sound of heels touching the floor. A light shone in the gloomy eyes.
"migration... ... . Did you come here?"
Looking at the happy looking Unjae, Lee Joo swallowed her bitter laughter. Unjae has always been outspoken to Yura and Juju. Remembering when she was so thirsty for love that she was grateful, it was both funny and heartbreaking.
".... Did you come to see your grandfather?"
Lee Joo clasped his hands and made eye contact with Unjae. Unjae was the one who started the company barefoot and raised the company to the ranks of the big companies. Of course, that was just an achievement in the past. Today, he was just an old beast that had been exterminated in the forest. That majestic figure had disappeared from one place to another. Thanks to this, Lee Joo felt foreign as if he had just seen her for the first time. Lee Joo let out a long breath that continued to fill up.
"If you die suddenly, and if someone changes your will to your liking.who will lose? Before that, we need to get at least one Foundation."
'... ... That's really weird!
Why did he leave all his inheritance to his grandson and not his son? Even if it was him, he would not hand it over to his uncle and aunt.more.
"The only granddaughter. Ii'm sorry. It's all my fault."
Three months before his death, Unjae repeated words he could not understand. At first I thought it was just dementia. Unjae never referred to Joo Joo as a grandchild. No, I don't remember being called his name. He was always busy and tired.
"I'm sorry that ugly grandpa.......... I don't even recognize you......”.
I think it's bullshit. But why do I feel weird? Lee Joo removed the hair from Unjae's forehead with the same face as before.
"You're here again, Dad. My father's granddaughter is Yura."
Jeong-hye, who suddenly approaches, wags Lee-ju's hand and wipes Un-jae's forehead with a towel. She is Unjae's daughter-in-law and Yura's mother. And before that, I was a butler. Watching the graceful and pouting woman, Lee Joo continued.
"Joo Han Lee."
Juju stopped walking hearing the voice calling out to me.
"Where are you sleeping? Why aren't you answering the phone?"