Time and Fallen Leaves :: jeongcheol

TAFL :: 89

*jeonghan*

"how? i mean. . just how? and you didnt even informed me about that?"

i swear i was trying so hard not to get overreacting towards to my dad over the line over to what i had been learned earlier. i was confuse the hell out of me and wondered how come could that architect be hired under our projects that was being held by own father? by own parents?! i couldnt see the reasons why he had to hire that architect. . oh yeah, he's qualified being that 'one of the best', but for a fact that it was exactly from us, from our family. . from me, indirectly before and directly already.

i heave a sighed. "dont tell me it was also the reason why you wanted so bad to send me here and be an intern for a month? was i right?" i ruffled my hair in frustration and i had even almost let out a groaned.

my dad laughed. since when he learned how to laughed?! "didnt your auntie had informed you about that seungcheol's position there inside that industry? look jeonghan, you know im a perfectionist. . and i want everything went smooth yet perfect so i choose architect choi." then he placed his right elbow on the table and he leaned his chin on his palm as he stared at me over the camera. "plus it doesnt relate to what your relationship with that guy. . and why i didnt informed you? is that because i know if i had told you this beforehand, you wouldnt want to fly there."

"and now dad, i want you to had me back there in korea." i said with so much finality. ever since we made up with each other, i was always like this towards him. oh well, he had treated me way better than before.

father shook his head. "you can't jeonghan, you have responsibilities there as the next chief of yoon medical."

thats the last words my dad had told me before he excused himself since someone had paged him there in the hospital in korea and i was left here, staring at the screen of my laptop while frowning and brows was furrowing. my parents had somewhat knew what happened between me and that seungcheol, kasi kahit hindi ko naman sabihin sakanila.. they still find ways to know about me or my whereabouts. but i still couldn't think that my dad had actually hired him being an architect and had sent me here on purpose. geez.

it took me some minutes before i decided to turn off my laptop already and finally rest since it was late now and i still need to wake up way more early since the rounds for tomorrow was only about sunrise. when i was about to turn my laptop off, i got startled when it rang and my sisters name had flushed through the screen of my laptop. she was calling though i know she should be at her class by now. but despite of that, i still answered her call and a sweet smile crept into my face once i had saw her over the line.

"hi kuya!"

i giggled. "hello, my princess. . why did you call at this hour? you should be at your class by this moment, arent you?"

she nodded then she showed me her books. oh, she was inside her classroom and i could see some of her classmates was entering the room with the same uniform as her.

"i dont have classes, some profs had something to do but they'll be back after an hour." she smiled at me and she even waved her hands though she had done it earlier when i answered her call. "kumusta ka naman dyan kuya? dad told me that the head architect there was your. . oum, what can i call him? the love of your life?"