Jiyong just continuously drove his car… not knowing where he would go… but mostly didn’t care where his car would take him. His mind was blank… as well as the expression that was painted on his face.

After a while… his brows slowly met as finally, everything that happened earlier, all sunk into him. He gripped tightly on the steering wheel… stepped on the gas as anger slowly filled his mind.

He felt utterly used and betrayed by his parents… he can’t believe that they would easily forget what his brother had done… or even welcome him back as easily as that. Just when he thought everything had already in its proper place… his brother had just to go back and ruin everything… had to bring the memories that were supposed to be buried deeply in the past. And with that, he couldn’t help but to fear that he’ll hurt Dara again… that he won’t be able to control himself again and the man he was once will go back and hurt her again…

He was drowned in his own thoughts that he wasn’t able to notice that he already lapsed away from his lane… only to be waken up by a loud horn coming from the car in front of him.

His eyes widened and immediately, he maneuvered his car back to his lane…

He sighed in relief… heart was racing and just then, Dara’s face flashed in his mind… the hurt in her expression earlier when he left her.

She must probably worried about him… probably staying up, waiting for him…

His jaw clenched… groaned from his carelessness. Finally realized that his intention of not hurting her… of just going away so she won’t see that bad side of him again was actually… probably was hurting her more…

He heaved out another sigh…

‘How many times will I run away from my problems…?’

‘How long should I stay coward facing them…?’

Those thoughts kept repeating inside his head and just then… he found himself turning the car… going on a u-turn, he went back to the place he had supposed to be at earlier.

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She stayed rooted at the entrance of their house… not minding to stand there since her husband brought her home… the maids had already told her that they’ll just tell her once her husband arrive but she just shook her head no… and told them she’ll wait for him there…

Wearing a worried and pained expression on her face… she hugged herself as the cold wind brushed past her, one of her hands was clutching on her chest… could feel her heart beating so hard… worried on what was her husband was doing… where he was… but especially if he was okay…

She hated herself for being useless… unable to help him… unable to take away the pain inside him… she should be with him right now… should be sharing the loneliness he was shouldering alone… yet there she was… couldn’t do anything but to just wait for him to come back…

Just then her thoughts faded away when she saw a car approaching… only to realize that it was not Jiyong’s car but instead… it his parents’ car.

She stood by the door… wondering if they were with Yunho… and upon thinking about it… upon finally realizing that Yunho was the missing brother of Jiyong, confusion immediately filled her mind…

She can’t believe how small the world was… couldn’t believe that Jiyong’s long lost brother would be the same man she met at the beach… and somehow… she couldn’t help but to feel a bit bad for not knowing…

The man who was supposed to be her husband… the same man who Jiyong loathe the most was the same man who she found refuge from… and the man she treated as a friend.

“Dara dear… why are you still up…? Where’s Jiyong…?”

Mrs. Kwon immediately asked her once they got off the car… just then, Dara felt a little relief when she realized that Yunho wasn’t with them…

A slight smile curved on her lips yet it was still clear in her face the worry and sadness that she was feeling.

“I don’t know where he is… he just dropped me off and went away… I’m so worried right now…”

Mr. Kwon groaned at the side… blaming himself for what was happening… he didn’t expect it would turn out like as bad as this.

“I just want them to get along again… they were really close before. I just want this family to be the way we were before…” he struggled to say as his voice shook.

Upon hearing this, his wife tapped him on the