Without realizing it, they became entangled in a Möbius strip of a predatory food chain, devouring and being devoured by each other.
From the moment Cha Gyeol first grasped Heewoo’s wrist—No, perhaps even before that, from the moment he agreed to Gwiryeon’s absurd condition, a fateful love, inescapable, might have already begun.
“Take care of my granddaughter…
“Let’s divorce.”
How simple it was. The ease with which the words escaped her lips left Ye-in momentarily stunned.
Once, she had dared to hope—quietly at first, then fervently—that she and he could truly become a family. She had allowed herself to believe, to expect. Only to have that belief betrayed and her expectations crushed. She had forgotten, even if…
“Please give me a chance to work. I’ll work hard. I can do well.”
Before Tae-jun, the man she almost married, who now seemed impossibly distant, with his features more masculine than five years ago and his dark navy suit fitting him perfectly, Ji-won had nothing and was forced to beg for a job.
“If it’s money you need, there must be other ways.”
Every…