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Chapter 2 of 113

Chapter 2

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Life was being unfair, that is what it was. She stared at the calendar as if she carried the weight of the world on her shoulders. The monitor casted a dim light over the calendar’s cute characters.

[200 Days Celebration Gapyeong Trip]

“Fucking 200 days, fucking celebration trip. What a load of shit…”

As she muttered the most powerful swear words she could spit out, Na-Yool tore off the November page with shaky hands.

Though written in a not-so-pretty handwriting, she had decorated the D-Day with much care. As she was concerned what her coworkers might think, she could not tear up the calendar, throw it away nor cross off that day with a red X.

It would have been the last weekend of November. In other words, one day from today. Tomorrow.

Actually, the real 200 days’ celebration day was two weeks ago. So why would the trip be marked for the current week? It was all because of this damn company.

On the actual celebration day, the poor Na-Yool had been urgently dragged to help on a project which had reached its deadline, therefore she had to cancel the reservation made two months ago with her boyfriend for an expensive getaway in Gapyeong. And the next weekend, she cancelled again due to some work she had already postponed once.

Now, it looked like the long-awaited tomorrow turned into an extension of today’s night overtime.

That very mindset had been downright wrong. Like Sang-Hoon said, maybe she really did not like him much.

So it was probably for the best. Breaking up was the right thing to do. They would not have to waste more time with each other. Not only did she not have free time on weekends, she never really wanted to go on that trip anyway. She did not want to get dragged around all day long following his plans – and more importantly, she hated that a man would earnestly count how many days are left until their 200th celebration day…

Thinking back, Na-Yool turned away from the calendar, as if she gave it the cold shoulder. Back to facing her empty monitor, she fell into despair again.