After Sun Ha left the room, Do Ook glanced at the closed door before stepping over to the nightstand. He pulled its second drawer open to reveal a small, neatly wrapped present. A bottle of perfume that Sun Ha had once mentioned wanting. Seeing how deep in her own thoughts she had been recently, he had gotten this for her.
Since she had returned to him, they had enjoyed a sweet life completely filled with romance, looking like newlyweds every day. Each time their eyes met, they would share a kiss, and every night they would embrace each other deeply before going to sleep. They also went on nice little dates all the time. They had even traveled to Australia the weekend before.
Sun Ha was unbelievably happy now, and Do Ook’s only wish was to make sure he spent every single moment of the rest of his life with her.
However, she had been a little strange lately. Sometimes when they were eating together or even just having a conversation, she would suddenly stare blankly at the air for a moment. Also, though she would always show a bright smile whenever she was by his side, he sometimes caught her sighing to herself when she thought he wasn’t nearby.
‘I wonder if she’s worried about something.’
Deciding that he would ask her directly, Do Ook picked up the present. As he did, his gaze landed on the first drawer, which was slightly ajar. Instead of closing it all the way, he pulled it open.
Inside was something that should never have existed.
“What’s this?” Do Ook’s eyes started to visibly shake.
Inside the drawer were divorce papers with Sun Ha’s handwriting on them. Do Ook was so surprised that he froze in place.
However, he heard Sun Ha calling for him from another room, and he quickly closed the drawer.
He left and ate with her, wearing his usual stoic expression, but his heart wasn’t the same. Everything in front of him started to become hazy and his mind was a mess.
He ended up going to work without giving her the present he had prepared for her. Of course, his condition during the whole workday was at its absolute worst.
‘Just why?’ Do Ook couldn’t figure out why the situation had happened no matter how much he racked his brain. Why did she prepare another divorce paper to give to him?
Do Ook was on the way to the elevator for a scheduled lunch even though he didn’t have any appetite.
“Section Chief Song, something fell out of your pocket,” An employee pointed out the envelope and picked it up. A surprised expression bloomed on the employee’s face when he realized what it was.
“This is a letter of resignation!” the employee exclaimed, “You’re thinking of quitting?”
“Not right now,” Song replied.
“Then why do you have it?”
Song shrugged. “What’s wrong with a weary employee wanting to keep a letter of resignation in their pocket?”
“Well, I’ve heard people say that sort of thing, but it’s the first time I’m seeing someone do it for real, which is why I’m acting like this. What are you, a drama actor?” the employee asked.
“I feel quite different when I carry this around, you know. It makes me a little more brave about things. Like whenever the boss yells at me, I think, ‘Yeah, go ahead and yell at me. I’m going to quit soon anyway,’ which makes me feel better.”
“Hmph.” Standing behind the two, Do Ook called out General Manager Yun’s name.
Do Ook asked, “Do you also carry around a letter of resignation with you?”
“Huh? N-no! How could I do such a thing?” General Manager Yun sputtered, “I’ve never had any thoughts of quitting.”
Though General Manager Yun kept denying it over and over, Do Ook’s mind had already gone somewhere else.
‘Just why did she prepare divorce papers? How had she felt while filling it out?’ Do Ook wanted to read her mind, but couldn’t figure it out at all.
It didn’t seem like she had any complaints about their marriage, but perhaps it was similar to an employee carrying around a letter of resignation at the workplace.
He desperately wanted to ask her why she had done so. However, he felt that if he were to ask, the situation may get worse than ever, so he decided to keep his mouth closed and pretend he didn’t know.
Thinking about it, it had already been fifteen days since he had last embraced Sun Ha deeply. She was avoiding his advances left and right, her expression clearly showing she found it awkward to do so, and it made Do Ook feel even emptier that he couldn’t be intimate with her.
Before he discovered the divorce papers, he was a bit disappointed every time she rejected his advances, but he just chalked it up to her being tired or something. However now it felt ominous, and Do Ook was even more worried. Perhaps she really was thinking about leaving him.
Do Ook’s worry about such a possibility had reached its peak at dinner that night.
He got off work early that day. As he stepped inside the house without bothering to ring the doorbell, he saw Sun Ha was in the bedroom having a phone call. He instantly quieted the sound of his footsteps to try and eavesdrop.
“…I’m not sure what I should do,” Sun Ha was saying.
Do Ook could see the side of her face between the gap of the door.
“I’m worried about Do Ook.” Her voice was deeply troubled and quiet. “He may not… accept it, so I’m worried about that the most. What should I do then?”
What was she saying that he wouldn’t accept? Was it about the divorce?
‘Yu Sun Ha, are you really divorcing me?’ Do Ook thought.
He felt as if his whole world was crumbling apart. He couldn’t believe it, nor did he want to at all.
“However… I’ll never give up. Even if that man tells me to,” Sun Ha said, before shortly after hanging up the phone. She had been sitting on the edge of the bed, but now she stood up, opening the door to head to the kitchen.
She was greeted by her husband standing there like a statue, and she became deathly surprised. A dark, foreboding mood surrounded him.
“D… Do Ook!” she stuttered, but he said nothing. She continued, “W-When did you get home?”
Gazing into Sun Ha’s visibly flustered eyes, Do Ook opened his mouth. “I just arrived.”
“Ah… you’re here early. You… haven’t had dinner yet, right? I’ll prepare it quickly,” Sun Ha quickly hurried to the kitchen, avoiding looking into his eyes, and Do Ook’s gaze fell to the floor.
Late at night, Sun Ha came up to a very drunk Do Ook and asked, “How much did you drink?”
When he didn’t respond, she added, “Why do you keep coming home so late these days? You come late every day from work, and on weekends you go out to have drinks all night.”
As Sun Ha looked at him with disappointment in her eyes, Do Ook avoided her gaze. His fist was balled up tightly enough to make the veins pop out.
“I have something I need to tell you today. It’s something very important.” Her voice didn’t sound vibrant or bright. It was a very clear voice, determined.