Chapter 145 - The Chance

But it was hard for him to tell her because he didn’t have enough courage to continue living alone if she decided to leave him. If that happened… he would no longer be able to care about the company or Madam Choi; nothing would matter to him, and he would lose all purpose for living.

With every paternity test he had to take, each time he had to witness Madam Kang lower her head for his half-brother, and each time Mr. Cha had called him a filthy b**tard, a piece of his soul had been killed. But after meeting and living with Yiyoung, his unfeeling  emotions were revived.

Muyeol realized that he hadn’t liked a single moment of his life so far, that he’d been living in fear all this time. And perhaps that was why he now thought that his days began and ended with Yiyoung.

If he revealed his true self to her, then he would find out whether Yiyoung’s ‘love’ for him was caused by her disorder, sympathy, or her actual feelings.

“Should I just go on the business trip alone this time?” Muyeol muttered to himself.

But then he realized that he was only thinking of how to avoid the confrontation. If he did try to avoid her, she would probably chase him everywhere. Muyeol started laughing as he imagined it. ‘I must be going crazy. Completely out of my mind.’

But then he thought about how he would actually like it if she did that. He would’ve been happy to see that Yiyoung couldn’t live normally without him.

Muyeol had to go on another business trip soon. They’d last gone together to Paris to attend the international airshow. After attending the airshow, Muyeol had signed a MOU along with the board members of the company’s affiliates for a specific Boeing model. It was a huge contract, which combined with the new Istanbul airport, provided a synergy so great that the company’s share prices increased significantly.

Mr. Cha didn’t do anything except watch Muyeol accomplish all this; there was nothing he could have done, anyway. Muyeol hadn’t forgotten to publicly mention how supportive his father was in his interviews.

Now, the media kept talking about how the S group was experiencing a generational change in leadership. Even within the company, the relationship between Muyeol and Mr. Cha had been glamorized, though the people close to them knew it wasn’t anything like what other people thought.

Muyeol needed to go to Singapore for a business trip, but he hadn’t told Yiyoung about it yet.

Suddenly, he heard a noise from outside and muttered, “What was that?”

He put the diary back into the drawer and stood up. It seemed like there was music being played. Muyeol opened the door, and his eyes widened at the sight in front of him.

Yiyoung was wearing a dance costume. Maybe that is what she’d been talking about?

Muyeol had dragged Yiyoung to work out with him every morning, and because of the exercise coupled with enough rest and regular meals, the curves of her body were beautiful.  And the sexy dance costume she was wearing showed it all off.

Muyeol was about to shut the door, but then he stood still and watched her. Yiyoung wasn’t trying to seduce him; she was simply trying to learn something new.

After her first day of belly dancing class, Yiyoung had complained, “Do I look that funny? I try really hard, but why are people laughing at me and crying as they roll on the floor?”

And then she’d showed him the dance move she’d learned that day. “Look at me. Do I look that funny?”

Muyeol had almost cried from holding in his laughter. He’d almost fainted from watching her passionately wave her waist while bouncing her hips. He had known that she was bad at dancing, but it seemed like a serious problem.

“Don’t laugh at me! I can dance really well. I just didn’t get a chance to do it before.”

Ever since then, Yiyoung had started practicing the moves she learned in the class at home. She’d been attending the classes for two months now, she still wasn’t good at it.