After leaving Jisoo's house, Taehyung took the car for a spin along the canal before eventually pulling it to a stop in a discreet spot.
Engine off. He got out of the vehicle.
When six o'clock came, the sun had sunk beneath the horizon. Leaning against the trunk of a poplar tree, he inhaled from a cigarette, then pushed up his sleeve and glanced at the hands of his watch.
It was about time.
In a private dining room of Jisoo's restaurant, the conversation amongst that roomful of people were in full swing.
When Taehyung was walking in, two young female servers who had carried in the dishes had just been yelled out of the room by Taehyung's father. Once the old man so much as touched alcohol, he would be like this, but still, every meal he was unable to stay away from the drink. Taehyung's mother meekly stole a glance at Jisoo, who was at the doorway soothingly hugging one of the young girl servers. She felt bad, but she did not dare open her mouth to say anything either.
Seeing that Taehyung had made his appearance, Jisoo signaled at him with her eyes, as if saying. " Just state everything and lay it all out in the open. We're here. We can keep things under control. "
As Taehyung stepped through the door, his father was in the midst of bragging that business at the auto repair shop had been great these last two years. Kwon Sowon likely had already heard something from her parents, for the expression she wore was unpleasant. However, her parents, the Kwon family's old husband-and-wife couple, had not stated everything like it was already set in stone. They had told their daughter, 1 Million Won was not a small sum, and on top of that Taehyung's own father did not know anything about this, there was still room to turn the situation around. Hence when she suddenly saw Taehyung walking in, Sowon still held some hope in her heart, and her heart was immediately snagged after a single glance at this man who particularly could be her future husband.
This afternoon when she went to find him, he had appeared very sullen and rather dispirited.
Now, he looked quite a bit more crisp and refreshed, with half of his collarbone exposed through the slightly open collar of his white, button-up shirt, a buzz cut, and his tall build which stood perfectly straight. Of course, Sowon was not longer a young girl, and on her mental balance scale, she did weigh into consideration the matter regarding that child of his comrades-in-arms, as well as Taehyung's father's terrible temper and how he would beat people when he was drunk.
The child definitely could not stay. If they really were going to get married, she would find an opportunity to send him away. She would personally do it, so that was already considered as giving face to Taehyung.
As for Taehyung's father, Sowon actually was not concerned about him. In the past when the old man came to her house and had too much to drink, he had came to her house and had too much to drink, he had even said, a person only lived a few decades, so anyone who took care of his kids was an idiot. Supposedly, even when Taehyung's paternal grandmother, lost her mobility, he had merely sent her to live in the ancestral home in a village in the boonies, and after throwing a bit of money at the neighbors to have them take care of her until she kicked the bucket, he had not bothered with her anymore. Therefore, with this type of father-in-law who neither was filial to his parents nor took care of his children, what was there to be scared about?
If worst came to worst, they would cut ties and have absolutely nothing to do with him anymore for the rest of their lives.
While Kwon Sowon was still planning things out in her mind, Taehyung had already come to a standstill. From Namjoon, he took the small cup of Makgeolli, a korean rice wine, that was handed to him. He lifted his hand and throw his head back, downed the entire cup. His father thought that this eldest son at last knew to give him some face and this was a cup drunk respectfully as a toast to the in-laws. Contrary to his expectations, immediately after setting the cup down onto the table, Taehyung gave one statement.
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𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗥𝗢𝗔𝗗 𝗛𝗢𝗠𝗘 (a TAELICE adaptation)
Ngẫu nhiên𝗗𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗿: I do not own this book nor the translation. All credits goes to: ➽ 𝐌𝐨 𝐁𝐚𝐨 𝐅𝐞𝐢 𝐁𝐚𝐨 - ORIGINAL AUTHOR 𝘏𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘭...