Eun-sun anxiously sat beside Dan-Han as she waited for him to open his eyes and look at her. Itâs been two long hours of waiting, but there was yet to be a response from him. His eyes were still as closed at they had been when she stepped in.
She glanced at Tae-Ho who had been sitting at the couch like a statue, his glasses still hanging on his face.
âWhy isnât he waking up? Itâs been two hours already.â Eun-sun worriedly inquired.
Tae-Ho briefly looked over at Dan-Han before shifting his eyes to her. âHeâll wake up soon.â He tersely told her, but Eun-sun didnât find any assurance in his voice. Rather, she had a feeling something had happened to Dan-Han that he wasnât telling about.
âIs there something youâre not telling me?â She anxiously questioned, her teary eyes desperately trying to guage his countenace, but she couldnât get out anything of him.
Just like Dan-Han, he had that inscrutable look that prevented someone from discerning his thoughts.
âPresident Lee is fine.â Tae-Ho assured her, but Eun-sun suspiciously narrowed her gaze at him. She sighed as she glanced at Dan-Han again.
.....
He seemed to be asleep, but she feared he wasnât just sleeping. She felt like she was losing him.
It felt strange seeing Dan-Han lying still and unresponsive. He had always looked so intimidating and powerful that she had let herself believe that he could never be harmed, but she was wrong.
Seeing him this way made her realize he was just as human as everyone else, and that she could lose him, but Eun-sun didnât want that.
She didnât want to lose him. As a matter of fact, she couldnât lose him. She slowly brushed her hand against his just as she has being doing in the last two hours. It was some sort of effort to remind him that she was there and was desperately waiting for him to open his eyes look at her the way only he ever did, like she was the only person he could see in this world.
He would be fine! She encouraged herself, choosing to believe in what Tae-Ho had said.
She turned Tae-Ho again. âHow is my father?â She nervously asked. She hadnât been able to bring herself to go see him since she ran out of his room the other time.
Mi-Cha must hate and blame her, she thought.
Eun-sun dreaded the expression she might see on Mi-Chaâs face, or Senaâs, because she was sure sheâd be informed about what had happened to her husband, soon. Thatâs if she hasnât been informed already.
Mi-Cha had asked her to come over the other time, but she couldnât imagine why. If she didnât blame her now, she was sure sheâd blame her soon enough.
Their father had been fine and well, and had no reason to fight for his life until she came along, with a truckload of secrets and schemes to be uncovered.
âHeâll be fine after his surgery tomorrow.â Tae-Ho told her and just as he replied, a knock came on the door. He walked over to see who it was. He looked over to Eun-sun when he saw who was at the door. Eun-sun who had followed after him with her eyes was surprised when she saw Mi-Cha standing by the door.
Tae-Ho stepped aside and let her in, before excusing himself out of the room.
âYouâre here?â Eun-sun asked with surprise. She had not expected to see Mi-Cha here. As a matter of fact, she hadnât stepped out the room because she was hiding away.
âThe men guarding dadâs room told me the room number.â Mi-Cha informed as she walked into the room and towards Dan-hanâs bed. Her brows furrowed with concern as she looked at him before glancing over at Eun-sun who was anxiously looking at her.
âIf youâre worried about Dad, then I advice you shouldnât. Doctor Tan had said heâd be fine, so I believe he will be, and you should believe the same.â Mi-Cha told her.
Eun-sun awkwardly peered at her, not sure of what to say.
Noticing her strange look, Mi-Cha turned her gaze away from her and looked at Dan-Han. âHow is he?â Mi-Cha asked and Eun-sun also looked at him.
âHe said heâll be awake in a few hours, but itâs been two already.â Eun-sun said with a despondent sigh.
âAnd by âheâ you mean that scary looking guy who just walked out?â Mi-Cha arched her brow as she glanced over her shoulder to the door Tae-Ho had walked past the moment she stepped in, and Eun-Sun nodded.
âHe must be President Leeâs subordinate.â Mi-Cha reasoned.
âHe is.â
Mi-Cha gave an understanding nod as she gazed back at Dan-Han, but Eun-sun couldnât help but feel like Mi-Cha had something else she wanted to say, but was stopping herself from doing so.
Mi-Cha sighed as she kept looking at Dan-Han. She turned her gaze to Eun-sun. âIâm sure heâll wake up soon. You donât have to worry, everything will be fine.â Mi-Cha encouraged her, and Eun-sun agreeably nodded.
Eun-sun silently peered at Mi-Cha and her gaze suddenly turned guilty âMi-Cha, are you not angry with me?â She cautiously asked, making Mi-Cha to confusedly frown at her.
âAngry with you? Why?â She asked confusedly.
Eun-sun lowered her gaze to evade Mi-Chaâs. âWe both know none of this wouldnât have happened if it werenât because of me. Itâs because of me he had to be in trouble and had been involved in an accident.â She guiltily muttered, while Mi-Chaâs frown slightly deepened.
âHe wouldnât have been in an accident if someone hadnât messed with his child and family. You werenât expecting him to sit still while someone tried to kill him and his child, were you?â Mi-Cha asked, arching a brow at her.
Of course not, Eun-sun replied in her thought, but she said nothing to Mi-Cha.
Mi-Cha hissed when she registered the guilty still hanging on Eun-sunâs face. âI can never blame you because you didnât shoot at him, neither did you cause his accident. Youâre a victim of someoneâs treacherous schemes, as we all are. So thereâs no need to blame you or anyone else other than the real culprit.â Mi-Cha told her matter of factly.
The real culprit? She muttered in her head. The real culprit was no other than Mi-Chaâs biological father, who she was currently acknowledging as her uncle.
Eun-Sun intently gazed at her after hearing what she had said.
Mi-Cha was by no chance what she had imagined she would be. The girl had been surprising her all morning, so much she was beginning to feel sad for her getting a father like the one that had birthed her.
Eun-sun couldnât imagine how someone as crazy as Yong-Gun could get a child like Mi-Cha. She couldnât imagine how hurt Mi-Cha would be when she finally discover the truth.
She would be hurt, no doubt. As a matter of fact, sheâd be more than hurt, and she might be the one feeling guilty when the truth gets revealed.
âEun-sun,â Mi-Cha suddenly called, snapping Eun-sun out of her thought.
âYou do know the identity of the culprit, donât you?â Mi-Cha suddenly asked, taking Eun-sun by surprise.
âHmm?â Eun-sun mumbled, as she tried not to blink.
âThe person who took you, you do know who he or she is, donât you?â Mi-Cha asked again, her eyes keenly observing Eun-sunâs reaction to her question.
Eun-sun wondered why she was asking such a question now.
âWhy? Why do you ask?â Eun-sun asked back. She wasnât sure why Mi-Cha had asked, so she wanted to know if maybe it was something she had subconsciously said that had stirred up that question in her, that way sheâd know how best to answer.
âThat man at the hotel, you had seemed to know he wasnât going to harm me. You dared him to shoot at me if only he could explain why his bossâ plan had failed. Iâm certain you both were referring to the person who weâre all looking for.â She was sure of it, because no one else was after Eun-sunâs life except the person in question. And she wondered what any of it had to do with her.
Eun-Sun stiffly stared at Mi-Cha with no clue whatsoever on how to answer.
She had almost forgotten such a conversation had taken place in Mi-Chaâs presence. What was she to do now?
Eun-sun knew she couldnât tell her the truth. She couldnât tell her she was somewhat involved in this terrible scheme, as it would break the girlâs heart to know that the villain behind their familyâs ordeal was her own biological father, who had taken her from her mother and adopted her to his own brother all for his selfish schemes. Mi-Cha might see herself as a pawn and she might hate herself for everything.
There was no way she was going to tell that.
âI...I donât know his real identity.â Eun-sun lied, while Mi-Cha narrowed her gaze at her.