The sound of the alarm sounded noisy in the morning. When I opened my eyes, I saw a dim room with the night lamp still on. After gathering all my consciousness, I slowly turned my body, stretching out to turn off the alarm which was on the bedside table by the night lamp.

However, when I was about to turn it off, I frowned. Daehyun, who I thought was still asleep beside me, not in bed.

I shifted my gaze to all corners of the bedroom, hoping to find Daehyun but my eyes didn't see his figure.

When I was sure that he wasn't in this room, my face turned gloomy. I thought that he had left early in the morning. But, I immediately changed my mind when my ears faintly caught the sound of gurgling water behind the bathroom door.

I let out a sigh of relief. It meant that he had not left this morning yet.

I got out of the bed, then opened the curtains and saw the cloudy sky with a pretty strong wind outside. I muttered softly, "The weather is terrible this morning, will Daehyun be okay when he has to go to Seoul?"

I lowered my gaze, feeling surprised when these words flew out of my lips as if I was worried about him right now.

Without knowing it, Daehyun was already out of the bathroom, showing a half-naked masculine figure. His voice startled me, "Is that your morning routine?"

I turned to look at Daehyun, who was busy tidying up the suit he was going to wear to work. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, do you like to gaze at the scenery in the morning?" Daehyun explained, smiling without turning his head at me.

"Oh, yes, I do."

Paused, he said, "Wait for me downstairs, I'll make breakfast when I'm done with this."

"No need. The people in your office will smell the scent of onions in your suit. They will laugh at you."

Hearing those words, he suddenly chuckled. "It's okay. What's important is, that it isn't you who smell the scent of someone else in my suit."

I suddenly flinched when I heard those words. Even though he was joking, the joke was very striking.

"Heh, you're so good at dodging."

However, I didn't want to think about it any longer, and immediately went to the bathroom to wash my face. After that, I went downstairs to make breakfast right away.

Downstairs, I started looking for the groceries in the refrigerator to make breakfast for us. I didn't know whether Daehyun would spare the time for breakfast or not, but I just wanted to do a good thing to repay all of his kindness lately.

I looked through the refrigerator and thought for a moment. There were only some vegetables and three eggs in it. At first, I was hesitant to make breakfast, but made up my mind immediately and started working on everything.

A few moments later, Daehyun went downstairs. He was well-dressed, wearing a dark suit complete with a tie. He descended the stairs in a hurry that the sound of his pair of leather shoes echoed through the room, producing irregular tones.

However, when he was downstairs, he frowned as he looked at the food that was already on the dining table, then asked, "You cooked that?"

As soon as I heard this question, my mood suddenly turned bad, and became sullen. I made this meal with pleasure and love, but he came with such a face and questioned it. I said indifferently, "Yes, who else? If you don't like it, you don't have to eat it. I've never forced someone to taste my cooking."

"Ah, no ... that's not it ... I mean ..." Before he could say his words clearly, he walked towards the door, and when he returned, several large plastic bags were already hanging in his hands. "Here, I ordered all of this. Next time you don't have to cook anymore but I'll cook for you."

He sat across from me, put some plastic bags that he took from outside the door, then took out some foodstuffs from the plastics. There were several packets of bread, some jams with various flavors, cocoa powder, several bottles of milk, plus a variety of vegetables, eggs, and also fresh meat that was in different plastics.

I glanced at foodstuffs for a second, then indifferently ate the food in front of me.

He smiled as he opened the package of one of the bread packages, then took a piece of bread in it. Daehyun looked so cheerful this morning, he said excitedly, "I'm going to make a sandwich."

After he put the vegetables and fried eggs in the bread, he ate it. He froze for a few seconds, then suddenly exclaimed with an amazed expression, "It tastes good!"

He finished the bread in his hand, then took another piece of bread again. "I think you should try it. It tastes really good."

I kept silent and ate my food calmly.

However, at that second, his face turned flat, emitting an unusually cold look. Slowly, he put the half-bitten piece of bread on the plate, then turned his eyes towards me. His cold gaze instantly made me freeze.

Is he angry just because I ignore him?

It doesn't make sense ...

He said in a low, deep voice, "I wonder ...."

Hearing two words of him, I frowned in confusion, then asked impatiently, "What do you mean? What is it?"

He sighed heavily. Still on the same look, he replied, "Why Lee ... I mean, why didn't you tell Lee about your true condition?"

I was both surprised and confused after hearing this question. I tried to change the subject, "Why are you suddenly asking this? I thought you don't like talking about him."

"I'm just curious."

"Alright." I explained, "I once told him that I was sick and he even always saw me back and forth to the hospital at that time. He asked about it but never asked any further. So, I decided not to bring it up to him. But, when I decided to do the surgery, I was about to tell him that day, but something happened all of a sudden and I lost my chance."

I paused for a moment before asking curiously, "Daehyun, what's wrong? Did something happen?"

He didn't respond. He even asked another question that made me even more confused, "Why don't you just be honest with him? Are you worried about his feelings?"

"I told you, he never asked any further, so I also feel like there's no need to bring it up again. Besides, I was waiting for the right time, and when I found the time that I thought was right, our relationship ended like this."

Daehyun's sharp eyes locked onto me, then a cold grin flashed on his face. His words sounded provocative, "Really? You're not lying, right?"

I lowered my gaze, trying to end the conversation, "I said the truth. And, stop asking me something that I don't want to talk about."

He nodded as if he had understood something. "Oh, I see. So, the point is you don't want him to worry about your condition, right?"

"Yeah, you're right," I replied bluntly.

However, as soon as I saw Daehyun's expression, I immediately realized that there was something wrong with my words. So, I tried to straighten my sentence, "But, now I don't care about him anymore."

I didn't know if these words were the truth or just my fear to see him down.

"Okay."

Daehyun smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes, and it was obvious. The glint that crossed his eyes showing a pent-up disappointment, which he couldn't express.

A few seconds later, he sighed heavily, then tried to break our awkwardness, "Why do you look so serious? Don't take my words seriously." His face gradually relaxed, he spoke once again, "Don't think too much of it. I just couldn't find something interesting to talk about. So, I decided to ask you about it."

After finishing his sentence, he got up from his seat.

I asked in a weak voice, "Are you leaving already?"

He sipped the glass of water and raised his eyebrows in response, then turned to head the door. However, before he took a step, he asked, "Chunghee, will you be okay when you're alone here?"

I was silent for a moment before nodding my head.

"I'll be late to come home tonight, so should I send someone to come accompany you here?"

Hearing about this, I shook my head weakly, "No need."

"Are you sure?"

I smiled and nodded.

"Alright then."

Daehyun walked towards the door, but before he opened it, he stopped as soon as he heard a broken glass from the dining room.

My hands were trembling. The headache that suddenly felt, made me unable to do anything other than laying my body on the floor.

"Chunghee!" Daehyun shouted, surprised.

I could hear him running up to me and hugging me.

I was still conscious, it's just that, this headache made me feel out of breath and couldn't hear Daehyun's words clearly.

I was in so much pain. I couldn't help but cry.