Only half of a day I am exhausted. Mopped a building this big, swept and wiped. My poor muscles. Of course that I'm not the one who did it, but this building must be cleaned every time. People walk around with their dirty shoes sometimes, sometimes they stomp their shoes on the floor when they see me sweeping.
Maybe they think I also clean their shoe dirt. Huh!
"Yongju!" my partner called me.
"Yes?"
"Designer Joe calls you in her office."
"Oh okay."
What is again? Jeez!
I hurriedly leave my job and go upstairs to my former boss's room. I miss the design department, I miss my computer and the rotating chair. I miss everything of all about that.
Arrive at the door, I knock it and quickly Designer Joe asks me to enter. She asks me to sit down, her expression looks very angry.
"Lee Yongju!" She exclaimed. Apparently, she is mad at me.
Designer Joe, who is never cynical to me from the start, suddenly put on an expression that scared me now. She throws a large envelope at me and tells me to open it. I take it doubtfully, I read it carefully and I am surprised to see it.
Plagiarism?
"What is this?" I asked, confused.
"I should be the one asking. What have you done to the company? You think this is your company? How can you spread this top secret thing, huh? You want to embarrass me? I never thought I would ever have a sneaky assistant like you, Miss Lee!" I can't understand a single line of the sentence.
"Designer Joe, I don't know what this is," I avoided.
"Still pretending? Because of you, the company lost hundreds of millions won! We were accused of plagiarism!"
I am astonished. "That's not me, really."
"Go upstairs! The Director is waiting for you."
"Designer Joe ..." I begged.
"Go away!" she cut curtly.
-o0o-
Okay, this time I should be more patient. I almost cry, I am afraid of getting fired even though I know I am innocent. This work is my life and death. Even though I was married and my life is more secure, but I can't depend my life on that damn marriage. This isn't necessarily guarantee my next life.
I climb back into the elevator to the top floor, past three floors. The director's office stand on the fifteenth floor, where our real superiors reside. The next floor I know there is a bar, karaoke place, indoor swimming pool, others I don't know anymore. As long as you show HK Group employee ID cards, getting there is definitely free. That is why everyone yearned to work here.
The young and beautiful secretary usher me into the director's office of HK Group. The room is spacious and very clean barely dusty. In front of me stand a tall man facing a large glass window. Like enjoying views of the city of Seoul.
I think the director of the HK Group is an old man with bald and gray heads, in fact I am wrong. He looks young and fresh. Maybe in his forties. But ... he is not the previous director of the HK Group. Did I enter the wrong room?
"You submit your resignation or will I fire you?" Suddenly the man asked without turns towards me and still facing at the window.
I smile sadly. An unselectable bid. "Sorry, not both, Sir. I am truly innocent," I try to defend myself.
"Then... you should pay the compensation!
I lift my head, "Sir, it's not my fault!" I try to dodge.
"But I have proof, I can take it to legal action if I want. Didn't I tell you, I won't let your life settle down." The mysterious man laughs crisply but still sounded dignified.
"What?" I frown in confusion.
When I am still confused, the man turns around in a slow motion. Both hands cram into the pockets of his pants. Slowly I can see his face from a distance of about two meters and I gasp in surprise.
"BYUN BAEKMYO!" I shrieked reflexively.
How can he be in this room? Can it be... Byun Baekmyo was the new CEO of HK Group?
He grins instead. Looks very satisfied and mocked. "What do you think? Are you surprised?"
"You! How are you here? Don't tell me you are..." I am speechless. He is even very happy to see my reaction. I don't expect him to sit here so arrogantly as the controller of the HK Group, even I just find out. I really just find out if he is Byun Baekmyo.
"Yes, like the one in your chicken brain." Baekmyo stretchs out both hands, shows that he is the master of HK Group.
Chicken brain? What a sarcasm. I clench my fists tightly trying to stop myself from punch the cheap man in the mouth.
He laughs coldly and looks at me seriously. "This is only the beginning, Miss Lee."
His devil grin irritates me. Is he really intend to torture my life by refusing his offer? Because of his intention, he entered the HK Group, which previously he had no interest in the company at all, at least said the President Director.
"Byun Baekmyo, you're not human! You don't have a heart!" I approach him with big strides, as hard as I can I flung my fist towards his face. But things change very quickly, his personal assistant comes and holds my hand.
"Miss, what are you doing!" Baekmyo's assistant throws my hand away violently then his expression changes when he sees my face. "Oh, Young Lady, please forgive me." He lowers his head guiltily.
I hold my anger again, my breath rush like I have run away. "Just watch, I won't let you go!" threaten me. Actually just to scare him. But I realize, it won't affect him at all. Like ants against elephants.
"Being caught can still be a threat? Shameless," Baekmyo scoffed.
"Byun Baekmyo! It's not my fault! I didn't leak company secrets!" I screamed like crazy causing several people to enter this room in panic.
"Get her out!" Baekmyo said.
"Baekmyo! You're bad! Bastard! Damn!" I shout, point at Baekmyo's face angrily. I keep screaming, try to defend myself even though the two men drag me out of that room. But who will hear the screams of the woman who works as a cleaning service? Several people have already crowd into the front of the director's room, they are looking at me curiously. They do not help me but even talk about my ugliness. Right, who will dare to help someone like me? Than against the command of director, it is better let I like this. -o0o- I can't sleep, even though it is past midnight and almost morning, I am still wait for Baekmyo to return. I walk up and down in front of his room anxiously. Of course for worry myself. He is dead or alive I don't care, the important thing is to solve my problem first. I want so badly to suffocate him, my hands feel so itchy. Where is he goin
What's more? Baekmyo's fans, even they are dare to tease me at the office. That is a problem between me and Baekmyo, why they takes revenge against to me? It makes me really frustrated. We are a husband and wife couple, don't they know? I wish I can tell them. "Yongju, bring three cups of coffee to the design department!" asked Soohe, a member of the Gossip Trio. I kick off the broom that I am holding. It's part of my job, but the more serve, the more spoil they are. "Can you wait for me to finish it?" I said. "Yongju, we were in the same department, but now we are different. You dare to go against my orders?" replied Soohe. "You can order to other person, Soohe." "Okay, I didn't insist." Soohe leaves me. I breath a sigh of relief, grateful that she doesn't continue to bully me. However, I am wrong. Just when Soohe disappear, cpme the team leader of the cleaning department. "Yongju, you really want to leave the company? After t
"Unfortunately I don't like gossip like that, it's not my style." Baekmyo closes his computer. "Then, who spreads rumors like that in the office?" Baekmyo shrugs. "I have no idea." "Wow, I don't expect them to seriously support you," I mutter when my mind is on the Gossip Trio. Baekmyo stands up, walks over to me who stand in front of his desk, then he pulls my chin with one beautiful hand. "I'm grateful for that. Now hurry downstairs and prepare dinner for me! I'm hungry," he whispers in a low voice. His treatment like this makes my heart rustle. Nobody touch me like this before, so I am nervous. -o0o- One bottle. Two bottles. Until two bottles of soju I crash, I cross the line. My head is very dizzy and I am barely conscious. My body's tolerance for alcohol is actually only two or three, finishing two bottles put me literally on the brink of consciousness. I want to die. "Miss! Miss! You better go home! You are alread
"Oh, sorry I didn't mean it," she said, she is Euna, Soohe's friend. A member of Gossip Trio. I know she is on purpose. "It's okay. Can you move aside? I'll clean it up." I try to be patient. "Sure. I think you were fired, it's no wonder Designer Joe kicked you in here. Turns out you betrayed your own boss," she said when several people pass down the hall. I stop my activities and focus on her. "You're teasing me? Unfortunately your insinuation is not quite right, Euna. Look for more accurate information again and thank you for your attention to me." Euna looks annoyed but can not says anymore. She leaves stomping her feet. "You gossip!" I grumbled. "Interesting," Baekmyo appears behind me with his assistant. By the way, the assistant is male. "Proved guilty but won't admit it. Even if you dodge it, the whole world knows you're guilty." "You!" I glare at Baekmyo who is standing not far from me. "You don't really deserve
"Are you crazy? What do you really want to hear?" "Say it's not you..." "I said it earlier, didn't you hear?" "Say it right!" It feels like my face is getting hotter. I am ashamed to death if Baekmyo did all of that. "Why is your face red?" Baekmyo observes my face then laughs mockingly. "Think what you want! Ha ha ha." Baekmyo pushes me and then runs to his room, his satisfied laughter makes me even more nervous. -o0o- Today is Saturday, I wake up a little late than usual due to a break from work. After wash my face and brush my teeth, I go downstairs intending to help Auntie Yoo cook in the kitchen. But strangely, in the emp
The man sits across from me and puts his coffee on the table. He puts his backpack in the chair next to him sitting. "You live nearby?" asked the slightly bearded man. I am speechless. This guy, asked so easily the new person he met. Between knowing and friendly. "Y-yes," I answered finally. I am starting to feel uncomfortable. I want to drink but I forgot to buy a drink, so I finally go to get a bottle of orange juice then pay for it at the cashier and return to the chair. "You can finish these two cup noodles?" he asked in surprise and amazement. I smile, "Yes," I replied shyly. "Looks like you really like eating noodles, hu
In less than half an hour, Baekmyo comes here. I am shocked to death, how can he be here? More precisely, knowing that I am at the police station. Even Baekmyo confesses that he is my guardian when ask by the Officer. The clerk explains about our problem to Baekmyo, Baekmyo listens carefully, I see him as if he is looking at a father whose daughter is in trouble. This foreign man also do not remain silent and insists on asking for compensation, what else has he seen Baekmyo drove a luxury car here. I am sure, this foreign man intends to blackmail me. "Sir, are you sure my wife stole it?" Baekmyo asked the stranger. His tone sounded dignified and calm like a stream of water. 'My wife'? A Byun Baekmyo recognizes me as his wife? Hit me! I am not dreaming, right?
I check it out and as usual, party invitations that I don't think are important. Businessmen's party. I want to refuse but this is part of my mission. Mission in the agreement. I almost forgot that I have a big assignment. "You come too, right?" I ask Baekmyo. "Do you think?" He smiles sarcastically. I shouldn't have to ask, it is certain that he won't come if I am invited too. Baekmyo will leave me alone in the middle of a sea of people with a wine glass in hand. Always like that, not just once or twice he did. Deliberately make me give up. ... The next day, after came the home from work I immediately take a shower and change clothes, then make myself a little thicker