Chapter Index

    Choi Jin-ah ends the call with Oh Yoon-ji.

    She said, looking at the bodyguards approaching her.

    “Don’t come near me, I’m going to go.”

    I didn’t like being dragged inside my own home, and I was afraid that if I was with them, I would return to my old, timid self.

    The bodyguards, of course, could not act forcefully.

    Jinah Choi walks past them and enters the house.

    The interior of the building is clean and modern, the complete opposite of the exterior that feels like a Hanok.

    The structure of the house, which can be said to be deformed in many ways, represents the psychological state of the owner of the house.

    “… … .”

    The waiting employees.

    Following their guidance, Jinah Choi headed to the room where her father, Chairman Gilseop Choi, was.

    It was the liquor storehouse of Chairman Choi Gil-seop, a heavy drinker.

    Choi Gil-seop is looking at a variety of rare liquors beautifully displayed.

    And her mother, who was furthest from the room.

    I didn’t expect both of them to be there.

    Because the two of them weren’t on good terms enough to live apart, and it was so obvious that there was no need to hide it.

    “I’m back.”

    As Choi Jin-ah speaks calmly, her mother approaches her with concern.

    “Jin-ah, are you okay? Where have you been?”

    Jin-ah Choi looks at her father in response to her mother’s question.

    Even though he knew where he was, he didn’t tell his mother.

    “Friend’s house.”

    “… …Friend’s house?”

    “Yeah, my friend’s house.”

    I guess I thought it was a bit out of the blue.

    Or maybe it was because it was the first time in my life that I heard the word friend from Choi Jin-ah.

    Her mother hesitated for a moment, and then Chairman Choi Gil-seop opened his mouth.

    “Are you done wandering now?”

    “Are you wandering?”

    “Yeah, wandering. I already knew everything. That you weren’t that important to him, and that what you showed me back then was a kind of performance.”

    Just got back from Hawaii.

    I met Chairman Choi Gil-seop together with Kim Woo-jin.

    Choi Gil-seop wanted to take Kim Woo-jin as his son-in-law, but Kim Woo-jin took it upon himself to play the role of a scoundrel and nullified their marriage.

    Choi Jin-ah barged in again and declared that she would marry Kim Woo-jin.

    At that time, Jinah Choi just wanted to resist Gilseop Choi without thinking about the consequences, so she did it without thinking.

    The choice I made back then is what ultimately led me to where I am today.

    “After that, I thought about it a lot too.”

    Chairman Choi Gil-seop slowly turns his body while carrying his luggage on his back and looks at Choi Jin-ah.

    “When you said you would marry that guy, I was more confused than I thought. I guess that means I care about you that much.”

    “… … .”

    “I’m sorry for treating you like I was just putting you on the market.”

    What should I say?

    “From now on, it’s your choice. Be with whoever you want.”

    I felt a sense of alienation.

    “There must have been people who contacted me separately. Those people have good reputations and their families are also excellent.”

    If we really have to be specific.

    Yeah, I think the expression ‘water’ would be appropriate.

    “I won’t interfere with you at all. I plan to leave it to a professional manager after I retire so that the company won’t have to worry too much.”

    So doesn’t water look the same on the outside?

    “Violin? If you want to, do it. Classical music is an old-fashioned hobby. I thought it was pretty cool to be world-class just with a simple hobby.”

    Whether it’s sea water or water in a tank.

    In any case, it is the same in that it is transparent.

    “The company won’t have any major problems as long as it defends its shares anyway. So don’t worry about it and live the way you want.”

    Unless you’re a fish living in it, you wouldn’t be able to tell the difference.

    Chairman Choi Gil-seop was smiling.

    Jinah Choi catches her breath at the suggestion that this is enough.

    Seeing the world from the outside gave me many experiences in many ways.

    Beyond the mere freedom, I have seen glimpses of its responsibility and even madness.

    It’s done.

    The freedom was so stimulating that it made my tongue itch.

    “… … .”

    Before she knew it, the salty taste had disappeared from the tip of Choi Jin-ah’s tongue.

    To be exact, since I first set foot here.

    “Is a tank as wide as the ocean a sea?”

    “Jin-ah, don’t say something out of the blue.”

    Chairman Choi Gil-seop wanted to hear what people thought about what he had said.

    Choi Jin-ah shook her head with a sigh.

    “A tank is a tank. It can never become an ocean.”

    “Jin-ah.”

    Take a breath.

    Surprisingly, he was speaking word for word as if he had been waiting for this moment.

    “I pretended to let you choose, but in the end, you could only choose from the people your father chose.”

    “… … .”

    “You told me to play the violin, but you drew the line, saying it was just a hobby.”

    “… … .”

    “You pretend not to be a burden on management, but you never let go of your shares.”

    “Don’t act like a child. Aren’t you old enough to not know that everything is a good path in the end?”

    A well-rounded candidate for a husband.

    A business with a more stable and overwhelming income than that of a violinist.

    Chairman Choi Gil-seop created an environment in which he could choose the best option for himself.

    “Why is my happiness not considered at all in the results?”

    “I consider your happiness the most, so I’ll make concessions here-!”

    “Don’t say anything to me! It’s a concession within the standards that my father himself set!”

    “What?”

    “Why is my father giving in to my life? Why am I living in the tank my father created?”

    As if it were his own property.

    The silence flows.

    No one present here could have expected that Choi Jin-ah would respond like this.

    Even Choi Jin-ah herself.

    Taking a deep breath, Choi Jin-ah asked herself, “How did she suddenly become so bold?”

    I wonder if all the preparations I’ve been making so far have been effective?

    Did I really become more courageous without even realizing it?

    ‘no.’

    Let’s be honest.

    Shouldn’t you at least be honest with yourself?

    Jinah Choi didn’t prepare anything during that time.

    I just spent time eating, playing, and having fun with my friends.

    And then he realized that that was why he could talk back to his father like this now.

    Once a dolphin has tasted the vastness of the ocean, it can never return to its tank.

    What you need is not the courage to fight.

    Realizing that this was the reason and goal for why she had to fight, Choi Jin-ah took a deep breath and shouted, pointing her finger.

    “That’s how it is with everything, so your father is separated from your mother!”

    “… … What?”

    A remark that completely crossed the line.

    Although the cold atmosphere was sharply cutting, Choi Jin-ah did not back down.

    Because.

    Even to this extent, I learned by watching a man’s back that life won’t be ruined.

    “That’s how it is! Because we treat our lives like expendable items, there’s no one around us!”

    “… … .”

    “I don’t expect you two to be close! So don’t worry about me! I’ll make money, eat well, and live well anyway!”

    “… … .”

    “I’m going to find a house of my own now! I’m going to live outside! So please don’t worry about it! If you try to get someone else to do it, I’ll call the police!”

    He didn’t even hesitate to mock reporters by saying that they would be happy if the chairman of a large corporation were to be reported for stalking by his own daughter.

    “Okay? Let’s stop stressing each other out now! Stay healthy! And stop drinking! So your hair won’t fall out like that!”

    “… … .”

    “Phew.”

    The first thing I heard was my mother’s laughter.

    Chairman Choi Gil-seop is blankly looking at his daughter.

    No, it was an expression of disbelief that that was his daughter.

    “Or just drink it all and get drunk!”

    “Ji, Jin-ah?”

    “There is someone I respect.”

    Kkukkuk.

    Choi Jin-ah clenching her fist.

    Funnily enough, the man who popped into her head was seriously drunk.

    I never thought I would say something like that.

    “I respect Lu Bu! He’s just such an unfilial bastard!”

    “Huh?”

    “You got it? I’ll go! Don’t follow me! Before I just make Dong-tak!”

    thud!

    Choi Jin-ah’s face turned bright red as she closed the door and went outside.

    I wondered who the excited, wheezing sound was, but I realized later that it was my own.

    “Whew, hoooo.”

    Choi Jin-ah shook off the bodyguards’ gaze and arrived at the parking lot.

    As I catch my breath, all my strength and tension drain away.

    However, the salty taste on my tongue brought a smile to my lips without me realizing it.

    “Oh my, Choi Jin-ah. You’re so cool.”

    I muttered to myself as I leaned against the Porsche, trying to keep my balance with wobbly legs.

    “Jin-ah.”

    “Huh?!”

    A voice was heard from behind.

    It was his own mother.

    “Oh, Mom?”

    Her mother pats Choi Jin-ah.

    “Something, you’ve changed a lot since I last saw you.”

    “… … I’m an adult now.”

    After looking down for a moment at Choi Jin-ah’s answer and thinking about it, he opened his mouth again.

    “But it was too much. What kind of a habit is that to your father?”

    “Your mother also laughed inside.”

    “… … .”

    “Okay, I’m never going to live here again. Mom, you live your life, Dad, you live your life.”

    “Jin-ah.”

    “So go. Go, and sort out the situation between you two.”

    At those words, her mother finally turned away without saying anything.

    When Choi Jin-ah was being excessively harassed by Choi Gil-seop, her mother was left alone, neglecting Choi Jin-ah.

    Jin-ah Choi bites her lip as she watches her mother’s back as she leaves.

    That’s because when I actually looked at it, a part of my heart started to tingle.

    ‘After all, I am not as resolute as you.’

    He smiled self-deprecatingly at himself and added just one more thing.

    “I’ll send you concert tickets later. Come and see it with your father when you have time.”

    “… … .”

    “I will not allow any interference.”

    But you are the one who protects your own life.

    “But I’ll let you watch.”

    Because she wasn’t so cruel as to deny the memories and time that raised her.

    “How wonderfully your daughter has blossomed.”

    “… … Okay, thank you.”

    Was that my mother’s smile that I saw briefly?

    Choi Jin-ah was puzzled, but decided not to care.

    “Auuu.”

    I was so scared.

    But the taste of victory was truly sweet.

    I feel like the freedom I have achieved is weighing me down.

    I’m anxious.

    “What did you tell me to do when I feel anxious?”

    Jinah Choi, who got into the car, immediately took out her cell phone.

    That’s because what Kim Woo-jin said suddenly flashed through my mind.

    ‘Look at the bankbook.’

    Check the money in your account.

    As a performer, I feel a little bit more at ease with the astronomical amounts of money I have earned.

    “Hehehe.”

    Actually, it was like that when I asked this question and it is like that now.

    It’s not that I was anxious about money.

    Then it got a little funny.

    “Nothing has changed since elementary school.”

    In the end, wasn’t what he did just following Kim Woo-jin?

    When I was in elementary school, even though I ate all the lunch, I still bought ramen to eat.

    It’s like I bought cards even though I don’t know how to play card games.

    I don’t have any money worries, but I checked my bankbook anyway.

    In the fight with my father, I poured out my heart by quoting the words he had said.

    At that time, I admired Woojin Kim and wanted to emulate him.

    He was a man who fit the description of first love perfectly.

    I close my eyes briefly.

    After a while,

    He grumbled in vain, banging his forehead on the steering wheel.

    “Oh, really… … .”

    Just like when I was in elementary school.

    Nothing has changed, right?

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