chapter 3

Standing in front of the Irish table, Geonwoo poured some water into a glass. Just before the water overflowed, he put the water bottle down on the table. Geon-woo, who was frowning his straight eyebrows, did not take his gaze away from Yeon-Hwa entering his room. After Anseong guided Yeonhwa to the room, she walked to the kitchen.

“What does my wife like?”

“Your wife?”

When Ahnseong did not understand the question, Geon-woo opened his mouth again.

“I meant if there was anything different from before she was hurt.”

Even though she heard the additional explanation, Ahnseong’s face still looked confused. As Geon-woo was waiting for an answer, Ahnseong had to find a different point forcibly with her cheeks pouting.

“It seems that her personality has changed a little, but I can’t remember it for sure.”

“Is there anything in particular?”

“No, nothing special.”

“If you notice about something else, please tell me.”

“Is there a serious problem with her brain?”

When Ahnseong asked with a worried face, Geon-woo added.

“I am not sure. I am just worried about her.”

Then, Ahn Seong-Daek turned off her expression and walked to the front of the refrigerator. Geon-woo was standing with his back on the Irish table, raising a cup of water. He had an expressionless face as there was a dizzying thought in his head.

He thought it was good to wake up to Yeonhwa. He thought that He had to get used to it gradually. However, a strange sense of heterogeneity continued to arise.

“President, can I give you another glass of water?”

“I’m fine.”

“Don’t worry too much about your wife. She is a strong person.”

The Yeonhwa he knew was far from being strong. She was just pretending to be strong. Geonwoo put the cup of water down and told Ahnseong to prepare the doenjang stew.

“It will take a long time to wash my wife’s injured arm so please prepare the rice slowly.”

“Can’t she wash it herself ?”

“I bought a waterproof cover at a medical supply store, but it would be difficult to wash alone.”

Ahn Sung looked at Geonwoo’s face.

“Do you need help?”

Geonwoo did not answer the question and took a step. Ahnseong, who was watching Geonwoo heading to the room, raised the corner of her mouth and was eager to wash the table’s ingredients.

Geonwoo grabbed the door handle and pulled it down. He forgot to knock because it was his own room. After the door opened, Yeonhwa, standing in the middle of the room, stepped back a little as soon as her eyes met Geonwoo.

“Have you washed it yet?”

“I was about to wash it”?

Geonwoo stared at the way of Yeonhwa as she was walking into the bathroom. Then he threw the jacket he was wearing on the bed and approached Yeon-Hwa. When she tried to close the door with her hand behind her back, Geonwoo pushed the door with his hand.

“Do you have anything to say?”

Geon-woo stared at her and said calmly.

“Let’s wash it together.”

“Wash it together..? “

The appearance of Yeonhwa’s slightly hardened lips settled in Geonwoo’s view.

“Yes, and every time.”

Yeonhwa’s pupils shook as if they had met a storm.

“Are you serious?”

Geonwoo raised his right hand to eye level and pulled the button on his sleeve. Everything was busy rolling in her head, she couldn’t think of anything to talk about, but Geonwoo replied as rolling up his sleeves.

“We are a couple.”

Then he unintentionally unwrapped the watch.

Yeonhwa covered her nose and mouth at the same time from the shock and to prevent the snort from coming out. Her face turned red, and shook her head violently.

“It’s okay. I can wash it by myself.”

Geonwoo put the leather watch by the sink.

“I don’t have anything to do.”

Yeonhwa’s dry lips were soaked with the tip of the tongue spoke as calmly as possible.

“There is a waterproof cover, so I can wash alone. And no matter how long we are married, my memories from before still haven’t come back. It’s different. “

Yeon Hwa’s voice was serious, continued.

“So, I hope you don’t behave like this until my memories come back.”

“You’re going to have to get used to it.”

That was what she hoped for, too. She wanted to live like other married couples with this man. However, Geonwoo turned around and tapped the door with his fingers on his way out.

“Do not lock the door.”

“Why?”

“If something happens to you inside, I can come in right away.”

Geonwoo closed the bathroom door without receiving an answer as if there was no need for Yeonhwa’s consent.

Yeonhwa, who had maintained her composure, sat down in her seat as his words lingering in her head. “Wash it together.” “Yes, and every time.” “We are a couple. “

To Yeonhwa, the man’s incomprehensible words and actions were confusing. She couldn’t get used to her husband’s change after the accident. It was obvious that he might have gotten hurt in the head. Otherwise, She couldn’t understand her husband’s changed attitude at all. Yeonhwa, who had been contemplated, got up from her seat and entered the shower stall. She didn’t know when Geonwoo would come inside again. Meanwhile, Geonwoo, who was standing outside the door, decided to sit down on the bed when he heard the sound of a shower inside.

Lost in thoughts, Geonwoo subconsciously tapped the edge of the bed with his fingers. The fingers that were moving regularly grabbed the bed as if he had made a decision. Geonwoo’s expression showed determination.

****

In the dining room,

Yeon-Hwa was sitting face to face with the man at a long Irish table. In front of her was a bowl of rice, and a lump of bone-shaped chopped meat was laid over it.

When she raised her eyes to look at Geonwoo, he did not make eye contact and picked up his chopsticks. He then used the chopsticks to put the dried beef on top of the rice’s spoon and fed it to her mouth.

After scooping the rice with a spoon again, this time he put spinach on top.

“Why don’t you eat too, Mr. Yoo Geon-woo. You can give it to me?”

Geon-woo raised only one eyebrow and said:

“You need to eat well.”

Using Chopsticks with her left hand was hard, so she was only eating rice and soup with a spoon, but Geonwoo was looking at her. When Yeonhwa put rice in her mouth, Geonwoo picked up the stir-fried anchovy with chopsticks this time as he waited for Yeonhwa to put the spoon on the bowl of rice. Yeonhwa’s heart tickled without her knowledge. It felt good when the man took care of her like a child. Perhaps the whole nerve was singing toward the man who was only looking at her, and while she was chewing the rice, she did not feel the taste of it.

Geonwoo put anchovies on white rice and continued feeding her.

“Yoo Geon-woo please eat too, you don’t need to take care of me.”

“I’m eating.”

It was a lie. Geonwoo was only looking at the spoon of rice from the beginning. She felt like her body was floating on air because She was happy. What is this small, trivial thing that seems to have the world?

It’s been three years since She has been married to this man, and it’s only today that Yeonhwa felt like she’s married.

***

After a long time, Yeonhwa was lying in Geonwoo’s spacious bed, but she could not close her eyes. It was because of the inconvenience of sleeping next to him. She kept looking at the bathroom door. Then, the shower’s sound in the bathroom stopped, and she quickly turned her eyes to the ceiling. As the sound of the wind from the dryer leaked through the door gap, she felt her hair standing up.

When the bathroom door was finally opened, Yeonhwa naturally lay with her back facing the bathroom and pretended to sleep.

Soon, the light went off, the blanket was rolled up, and Geonwoo came up on the bed. Yeonhwa tried to sleep with her lids closed, but she could see a shadow hit her face. With her eyes opened, Yeonhwa looked at Geonwoo’s arm in her sight then she turned her head aside. Like an earthquake, she was occurred in her pupils as seeing the man leaning over her body. His chest was visible through the dark gray nightgown. With the soft flower blanket covered all the way to her head, she asked:

“What, what is it?”

“I was trying to turn off the lights.”

The desk light was on her side of the bed, so he stretched out his arms to turn it off. But what is with the clothes?

“Why didn’t you wear clothes?”

In embarrassment, Yeonhwa’s breath was a mess. The man’s dry voice fell as if that didn’t matter.

“Normally I wear a gown when I go to sleep. “

It was a fact that Yeonhwa didn’t even know about him who liked to sleep in a nightgown because they had never slept together. When the light turned off, the front of her eyes was instantly dark, but a bluish light immediately shined into the room because the curtain by the window was not closed. One minute, three minutes, five minutes passed, with both eyes open, Yeonhwa only stared at the ceiling, raised her upper body up.

“I don’t think I can sleep here tonight .”

“Why? Are you uncomfortable?”

“Yes, I’ll sleep in another room.”

She answered straight away without worrying as she tried to get out of bed, but suddenly Geonwoo put his hand on Yeonhwa’s left hand. The back of her hand in contact with Geon-woo’s was stiffened, and Yeonhwa stopped moving. The man’s hand had covered her small hand, slowly retracted.

“Sleep next to me, even if it’s uncomfortable. I don’t know what happens if you sleep in another room.”

“What is it?”

“You does things like rolling off the bed, turning around and swinging your right hand.”

The conversation was ridiculous as Yeonhwa shook her head, but the man was determined.

“If you’re uncomfortable, I’ll sleep on the floor.”

“No….Just…. I’ll sleep.”

Even if it was uncomfortable, it seemed that the man would never let her go to another room. And if the man went to sleep on the floor, She couldn’t sleep either.

Yeon-Hwa lay back on the bed, quickly closed her eyes.

The thoughts that she was covered under the same blanket with this man seemed to prick the hair all over her body.

“That’s how I’ll fall asleep.’

She put her hands on her belly while swallowing a sigh. She heard the breathing sound, which came from the side (Geonwoo had already fallen asleep ). Yeonhwa turned her head, looked at the man.

“Are you really sleeping?’ I can’t feel it, but I’m going to fall asleep too.”

However, Yeonhwa couldn’t fall asleep. She was lying around, looking at the sleeping Geonwoo, relaxedly appreciating the man’s face. It was still a handsome face, just like when She fell in love at first glance, and she devoted three years to this man. Geonwoo’s face was full of tiredness but didn’t have subtle movements when he was in a deep sleep.

With the unanswered words, Yeon-Hwa muttered to herself while watching Geon-woo sleeping.

“Why did I wait for you to get home until I couldn’t stay up anymore? You didn’t have to worry so much. We were going to divorce anyway. But why do I keep looking forward to it? When you’re kind, I get excited.”

She wanted to continue this acting and slowly closed her eyes, soon fell asleep.

It was just four hours later that Geonwoo woke up. He opened his eyes as something weighing down his right arm. When he heard a wheezing breath from the side, Geon-woo turned his head to his right side, and Yeon-Hwa was lying on his chest. Geonwoo, who had been hardened like a rock, looked at Yeonhwa’s face, which had the most comfortable expression in the world. Fortunately, a thin robe covered Yeonhwa’s soft lips.

He was the first to ask to sleep together. However, he didn’t even think he could sleep with someone next to him.

“Hah.”

Geon-woo, exhaling a long breath, closed his eyelids and opened in a daze with Yeonhwa’s face filled his eyes. There was a concave feature on a small face. A smile is spreading around her mouth as if she had a pleasant dream. It was the first time she showed a smile which he had never seen before.

He wanted to pull out the arm buried under Yeonhwa, but he couldn’t move because she would wake up from her dream and erase her smile. Suddenly Yeonhwa wriggled when Geonwoo raised his left hand and tried to remove the hair that was on her cheek.

“Mmmmm “

Yeonhwa shifted her head, and it got closer to Geonwoo’s face. At that time, a jelly-like thing touched his neckline. When Geonwoo noticed that it was her lips, his heart pounded and dropped to the floor. He felt his ears and neck were getting hot with the heat, and the arms that had been softened and cut were full of strength.

When her lips were removed from his neck, Geonwoo was relieved. He turned his gaze at the ceiling and gave up, removing his arm. It was to ensure that Yeonhwa did not turn around and press her lips on the nape of his neck again. Suddenly He got nervous at the sound of Yeonhwa’s breath flowing by his ears. With his gown opened and something was moving over his chest like a snake. It was Yeonhwa’s right hand. It has a cast on it so he couldn’t grab it and force it out. Geonwoo raised his hand and wiped his face. Obviously, he only slept for four hours, it seemed that he was getting tired. But Yeon-Hwa was sleeping peacefully and didn’t know that Geonwoo’s heart was beating out of control from nervousness. Desperately, he hoped that Yeonhwa would stop moving her hand, but she didn’t stop there and continued fluttering Geonwoo’s chest with her palm.

Then her hand gradually started to go down.

“Song Yeon…..”

At that moment, Geonwoo raised his head and tried to stop Yeonhwa’s hand, but her hand was stuck in a robe knot while wandering around so she could not go down any further.

“Hah…So warm…”

Geonwoo couldn’t let out a sigh and covered his mouth. He decided to fall asleep and cleared his mind.

…………, this woman has a bad hand habit.