Chapter 10.2

“This is fun.”

Adam thought with a smile.

“Adam, I’m fine,”

Hae-won hurriedly refused, but Adam neatly ignored and wrapped a muffler around her neck. The soft cashmere felt as creepy as the scales of a python.

“I know. It’s cold, is it?”

When Hae-won, who was speechless, looked up without a word, Adam asked back naturally.

“A sign that you’re mine.”

“……I’m not Adam’s thing.”

“You’re mine. We’re getting married.”

“…….”

“Do you mean you’re going to have another lover?”

“…….”

“Ah, I don’t want to fight the passion.”

It was amazing.

But she didn’t even have the strength to refute it. If she reacts more here, she will only get tired. Let’s just go with it. Hae-won touched Adam’s muffler and straightened her arm.

“Let’s just hang out with each other in moderation.”

Adam asked, knowingly.

“You think?”

“……No.”

“Why lie? I can see it all on your face.”

Adam tilted his head.

Rather than blaming her, he looked really curious. Hae-won looked away because she was not confident in facing the clear eyes.

“…….”

And at the end of the eyes that ran away, a familiar painting took place.

The pictures in the splendidly crafted frame were deeply religious. Adam approached the painting, and Hae-won stared blankly at his back.

“The Lord God says “I am the first and the last. He is the Almighty, who is, and who has been, and who is to come.”

Adam’s voice was parched.

“A painting inspired by religion. And below that we put a passage from the Bible.”

After talking, Adam turned toward Haewon.

“The artist says it depicts the world from God’s point of view. His own painting is God’s view. Arrogance strikes the sky.”

Hae-won just listened in silence.

“He’s a rising new writer and an alpha.”

Adam added as if he had omitted a critical explanation.

In Haewon’s opinion, Adam had a face that thought the writer was ridiculous. Haewon had to ask because he openly expressed his rebelliousness toward the writer.

“Why did you exhibit this artist’s work? I don’t think you like it very much…….”

“I need to look good to you guys.”

Adam said with a smile.

Is it an illusion that the smile looks provocative?

Adam then added that the artist’s work completely filled the main exhibition hall. Haewon looked at the painting again.

The work of an alpha artist who puts himself on par with God.

Indeed, Haewon seemed to understand why Chairman Seo presented this artist’s painting to her. And the cause of the discomfort that she felt every time she looked at the painting.

“Do you have any other artist’s work?”

Standing between these paintings, it felt like Chairman Seo was watching her with her eyes wide open. Adam started walking somewhere with Haewon.

“There was an exhibition hall like this, too.”

Another exhibition room was in a remote place. The movement line was not connected elsewhere and the door was closed, so it felt like it was intentionally hidden.

“There’s only one drawing.”

Even the painting was not visible directly from the entrance but was hung on the wall with shadows. The previous paintings were even more curious to see that Hae-won, an outsider, put a lot of effort into the layout.

“It’s a work that I personally wanted to exhibit.”

Adam replied with a smile.

“The last posthumous work she left before she went crazy.”

“Before she went crazy……?”

Haewon doubted her ears. The sound of “Crazy” was so strong that the following posthumous work was forgotten.

“She has been working on her work since she went crazy. Well, sort of. The posthumous works left around that time were not works of art, but rather excretion of emotion.”

Adam spoke as if he had watched the painter more closely than anyone else. She felt no hostile distancing when he explained the picture they saw in the exhibition hall for the first time.

Hold on.

What a posthumous work.

Haewon looked at the painting again.

The name of the work and the name of the artist are unknown.

All there was was a picture of the shadow created by the pillar. She didn’t know anything, so she didn’t feel anything.

But a little bit, she felt nostalgic.

The artist seemed to express the sea.

Hae-won glanced at Adam’s profile.

Rather, Adam was like a piece of art. Just a while ago, people around them were busier looking at Adam than the picture on the wall.

Me too.

“Isn’t it fun?”

Adam asked without taking his eyes off the painting.

Hae-won was surprised and caught a glimpse of Adam.

“Art is an outsider for me.”

“I don’t know.”

“What?”

As Hae-won turned his head, Adam was looking at her.

“I don’t know anything about art. I don’t even have a degree.”