Soundleasure | Choi San

Chapter 30

Her lips were trapped against one another while she tried to control the tears from rolling down her cheeks, holding the phone against her ear while she heard her mother speaking gently to her. And she recognized that tone from the very beginning. It was the same one she used to use whenever she stayed home because she was feeling sick. And there it was, all over again.

It had been just a few days since she was sent home by her doctor, encouraged to rest and work on feeling better, while everyone just hoped the aftermath of the outbreak wouldn't last too long that time.

Her fingers moved over the wheel of her car, thinking of how different it would've been if her parents hadn't known. San would probably be the one helping her step inside her routine, but he wasn't there.

And maybe that was for the best.

She was upset about San disrespecting her decision, but she could understand where it came from. He found himself under a pressure he never had been before, in a situation that would have anyone in his place almost losing it. And that was what upsetted her the most, putting him in that place where he didn't belong.

As much as the garage of her workplace looked as always, there was definitely something different in it as she stepped outside, landing her flat sneakers on the pavement, still finding it difficult to balance her weight on her two legs similarly. Y/n was convinced it was going to be a difficult day, mainly because her father would probably be around her to check on her situation.

She wasn't wrong.

From the distance, she could see a tall thick figure approaching her from the entrance of the garage, which led to the elevators to the office. Without letting her speak, he picked up her bag, so she'd only have to carry her purse.

—I thought I was clear on treating me like always —she sighed, turning to her father with judging eyes.

—And when did I not do this? —he interrogated, walking ahead of her.

—Since I started going to high school —she quickly answered—. I promise I'll start working from home.

—I told you to do it, but you insisted on coming to the office.

She kept her sigh when he came back at her with that. Just a day before he was almost begging her to stay home and work more comfortably, yet she insisted on showing up to the office because she didn't want to be away longer than a week.

No one was supposed to know, and she also didn't want people to think that she had more privileges than the rest.

And trying to fight against her father was a lost war, there was nothing else she could do other than accept her fate.

—Is there anything new that I should know?

—Since yesterday evening when you last asked? —he let her step inside the elevator first, holding the door for her— No, nothing new —her father concluded—. Although, you have a group meeting with the scholars. Since you insisted on keeping up with their development, you'll need to attend the meeting.

—For that new project?

While she was struggling at home, the little updates she got from her father were about the new project he was planning to have the scholars to work on, directly involving them with the activities that were needed to get done so the company could keep evolving.

—Shouldn't I have spoken to all the people involved first? —her eyebrow arched while she turned to her father— How will I attend a meeting when I don't even know what the project is?

—Because you don't have to say anything —he shrugged—. I closed everything pending. The only thing you need to do is be there to know about it, and be able to guide your scholars and their mentors in case there are any doubts or problems.