Seeing DooSan entering the door, Marie frowned. „What are you doing here, son? At this hour?" She asked him. Seeing SuJin appearing from behind DooSan, Marie found it weird because „If you both are here, this means something happens, right?"
„You can say it so," murmured DooSan drily. „Just... routine check. We won't bother you too much. All we need are YuSan's stuff."
„YuSan's stuff?" Marie asked, swallowing hard. „Why do you need them?"
„I try to find out some truths," DooSan replied drily. „About him, particularly. That's why, Mom, I hope you won't do anything to impede that and you'll answer my question: where is YuSan's stuff?"
Marie frowned. „Not that I would have ever done something against you but... be as you wish. You can find them in your father's office because YuSan has been working there since your father died. Something you are also aware of."
„What I know is that I know nothing, Mother. Especially about YuSan," DooSan feistily replied, heading toward his father's office eventually. He didn't go alone but was followed by SuJin. Before following him, SuJin slowly bowed in front of Marie.
Once in the office, DooSan stopped. SuJin did the same. Then both men carefully looked around at the elegant office, which was very clean and had fancy furniture. Yes, the office was clean, although, after their short conversation with Marie, both men understood that nobody had worked there after YuSan's death.
Not only did this amaze SuJin but also to hear DooSan drily saying, „YuSan's computer is that one. I hope it still works because nobody has used it after my brother's death."
„It still works," they heard Marie's voice behind them. This made both men wince and stare at the door. Looking over there, they saw Marie entering the office and carrying a tray with some cookies and juice on it. Marie disregarded their glances that were focused on her but said, „I took care of it to work because I couldn't allow something that was of your brother to be thrown so easily at the trash." Then, sighing, Marie left the tray on the desk. „More than that, as I'm sure that I'm the only one who has known YuSan very well, I can help you with what you are looking for and not waste your time here."
In response to what seemed to be a question on Marie's side, DooSan strangely smiled. This made even SuJin attentive. Even so, SuJin said nothing. He only focused on installing the programs he needed to check the data on YuSan's computer. Even so, he still kept an eye on the mother and the son, trying to understand what the deal with them was because they seemed to be enemies, although he heard nothing about this.
SuJin was right in thinking this because DooSan and Marie seemed to be enemies lately. The reason? Yun Marie hated the fact that DooSan tried to take SolHi out of prison and have her near him. At the same time, DooSan hated the fact that Marie did everything to ruin his plan. Particularly, DooSan hated that Marie hid things from him, things about YuSan mostly. Even so, even if he knew that Marie knew some of YuSan's secrets, he was also sure that Marie wasn't aware of everything related to her elder son. The reason? YuSan hid so many things from his family, something that was really weird. „Secrets about which we found out only after his death. Or... am I wrong now?"
„Yes," Marie confidently said. „You are wrong, DooSan. Why? Your brother wasn't the type to hide things from others."
„Still, he did that, Mother," DooSan shouted, making SuJin wince. „He hid a lot of things from us, including the fact that SolHi was pregnant with my child."
Marie and SuJin stared at DooSan, eyes wide open. Then, when she'd been able to control herself, Marie asked in a shaking voice, „Your child? What are you talking about, DooSan? What... child? I'm sure that YuSan asked my gynecologist about this because that child was his."
YOU ARE READING
INSIDE MONSTER. THE FUGITIVE.
Mystery / ThrillerDooSan's POV: „Only pain has been close to me in the last year. Pain and agony at the same time, something that often makes my head crack because of so many questions that don't have an answer, but which still make my soul bleed. Yes, I can't feel d...
