Five Years Ago [English Ver.]

Eight

Sandara began her work on the task that just given to her, she had to win this project so she could get the promotion. Her finances would be more than enough if she could win this position and she no longer had to leave Nara with Hyoni or Bom. She can rent a nanny for Nara.

Sandara was in the focus mode so she was not aware that someone was watching her. When he fake a cough to attract Dara's attention, Dara almost fell over in surprise. And the culprit just laughing at Dara to the point of making thin lines in his thin eyes.

"You scare me Sungie-ah" Dara said rubbing her chest,

"You're too focused Noona-ya" He said, Dara just rolled her eyes as the answer, "I came here to take you for lunch. I'm sure you're in your focus mode, that's why you were surprised when I cleared my throat," He added.

Sandara glanced at the clock on her desk then sighed with a smile on her face. He was right, she was too focused that she forgot her time. "Did you bring lunch?" Dara asked. He shook his head as the answer, "let's go to Canteen. I forgot to prepare it for me too,"Dara said, getting up from her seat with a small bag in her hand.

They walked out to lunch at an ordinary place. At the cafe in front of the office. Dara sat where they used to sit while he order their lunch. Dara checks her cellphone, calls Hyoni to ask about her daughter.

"Nara?" he asked with their lunch in his hand, Dara looked at him then nodded, "how is she? I haven't seen her for a long time,"he added after take a sit in front of Dara.

"She is getting better at talking. And that is thanks to Bom," She said in an annoyed tone which was responded with a small laugh from the man surnamed Kang in front of her. "I really have to ask that corn girl to stop watching dramas," Dara said

"Is she still hurt by Siwon?" he asked, Dara nodded as the answer. "what if we have dinner together this week? I will bring someone you can introduce to Bom noona " he added.

Dara shook her head with a sour expression, "I'm not sure. Will there be a party? " Dara asked before devouring her favorite food.

He shook his head, "do you have time this Saturday?"

"nope, why?" Dara asked

"I'll pick you up at 9 in the morning," Dara looked at the man in front of her. He was 2 years younger than her, and he asked her out on a date multiple times. He even invited her to go out with her daughter.

She knew that he had feelings for her, but she did not want to be hopeful. She just felt unsuitable for the man in front of her. she is a single mom who has a daughter, but he  is a bachelor. She didn't want, the man end up with her even though she also had feelings for him.

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After have lunch with the man who had always been there for her for the past 5 years, Dara returned to her work with thoughts that occasionally remembered him. How can she forget if he gave him more attention again?

Her task was completed 30 minutes later. She glanced at the clock on her desk, she still had time to relearn the contents of the material she was going to present this afternoon with their CEO and other directors.

However she has a pretty heavy rival. There is Mr. Cha, who has worked for more than 10 years and Mr. Bang who has worked 7 years at this company. She can't relax, considering their rivals were men who were more experienced than her.

And when the time comes, Sandara immediately goes to the meeting room. She saw Mr. Lee beside Mr. Kwon and look like in serious conversation. She walked towards the empty seat where she should be.

Not long ago Mr. Cha entered the room with a laptop and thick glasses still perched on his nose. And a few minutes later Mr. Bang came with a laptop in his hand and some paper in his other hand.

She glanced at her wrist, she get up to share the hardcopy of her work. Mr. Bang followed before Mr. Cha gave his paper after returning from outside. Dara sat in her chair, reopened the powerpoints of her work and went back to learning what she needed to understand.

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Jiyong smiled proudly, Mr. Lee has never disappointed him. The man has the quality in choosing the right employees. It wasn't a mistake that he had the highest position in management before he sent Mr. Lee become a CFO by himself 5 years ago. He smiled at Mr. Lee and gave the man a handshake before leaving the room followed by Hanbin behind him.

He was quite satisfied with the work of 3 employees he trusted to be able to replace Mr. Lee. They have different abilities and are quite admirable. Especially the woman named Park Sandara.

After he found out her education history and how she worked at his company for the past 5 years he was quite satisfied with her results. And with the little girl he met yesterday, the woman has the ability to educate her daughter well. Because from what he heard yesterday from her daughter -Nara Park-, Sandara Park was indeed reliable.

Jiyong glanced at the watch in his wrist before glancing at Hanbin. The young man walked over to his boss before Jiyong said his orders. Hanbin nodded his head and leave his boss behind.

His lips spread become a wide smile when he saw the little girl he had met yesterday. She was with a woman with dark brown hair that was fall down with a small bond in the middle of her hair. He approached the girl who was still talking, making his smile even wider. The girl is very talkative, maybe like her mother. The woman who had just presented was very talented in languages.

"Hey little girl" his smile widened when he saw the surprised expression of the girl in front of him, "do you still remember me?" he asked, Nara nodded her head. He glanced at the woman with her who was now staring at him with admiration. "Good evening miss," he greet with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Kwon! " Nara said in her cheerful voice, "did you see my mother?" Nara asked, Jiyong nodded his head. "Bom imo will go to work, so she drove me here. And we are waiting for mommy,"she added.

His head turned to the woman beside him, "Annyeong hasimnika Sajangnim, I am Park Bom Sandara's friend" she said slightly bowed. "Are you going home, Sajangnim?" Bom asked.

"I'm waiting for my assistant to take the car in the parking lot," he answered.

Bom nodded her head then glanced at the watch in her hand, "Can you accompany Nara? I was almost late for work. And I don't want to be late," she said before giving Nara's bag to him. "I will contact Dara that Nara is with you. Thank you, sir." Bom said as she left without waiting their response.

Jiyong's brow furrowed not really understand, did the woman just leave her employee's daughter? Asking him to wait for his employee to pick up her child?

"Are you okay, Mr. Kwon? " Nara asked

Jiyong glanced at the girl below and then chuckled, "You really have to stop seeing her, Nara-ya. And didn't I ask you to call me Samchon yesterday? " He asked kneeling before Nara.

The little girl smiled shyly, "I'm sorry, eomma forbade me to call you samchon because you are  eomma's boss." she said altering her gaze.

God knows how much he wanted to pinch her cheek. And there was the idea come to his brain, what if that little girl was his daughter. He and Jinah will be very proud to be have a daughter as smart as Nara.

"Nara!" they both glanced at Sandara with a man beside her.

"Mommy!!! Daesungie Samchon!!" Nara run immediately toward the man behind her mother, "I miss you," she said after a guy named Daesung picked her up.

Dara glanced at the two before walking towards her boss, "I'm sorry for bothering you sir, and thank you for waiting for Nara. Are you going home?" Dara asked.

Jiyong glanced at Nara in Daesung's arm, there was a feeling that made him jealous. They look good together, and that makes him mad. If only the little girl could be that close to him.

His gaze back to Dara, "Yes, I will go home," the man said , "I should go now, Hanbin is waiting for me, I'll go first Ms. Park, Mr. Kang" Both of them nodded their head before bowing politely.

"See you later, Jiyong Samchon," he stopped walking and smiled, then he turned to wave his hand at the girl who was in another man's arms. There was a warm feeling when the girl called him Samchon. And he began to wonder what if the girl called him Appa, or maybe Daddy?