It was to secure an import route for sugar.
Taejin’s judgnt proved correct—there was nothing more essential than sugar for revitalizing Korea’s postwar reconstruction industry and food industry.
At the ti, the United States was implenting its surplus agricultural aid policy. It was a period when Arica’s overproduced goods—sugar, wheat, milk—were being sent to allied nations.
Sugar could beco the core of processed foods, beverages, and the confectionery industry.
In Korea, flour and sugar were goods that had to be imported, and Taejin did not miss that opportunity.
“I never imagined that fellow Joseon people would join hands like this in a foreign land.”
The man who had been drinking coffee spoke in halting Joseon speech. Taejin smiled and shook his hand.
“I’m pleased as well to have achieved such unexpected results.”
As their conversation wrapped up and the man prepared to leave, the lady of the house appeared.
The man bowed deeply when he faced the lady whose complexion was as white as a lily. At the Joseon-style greeting, the previously calm expression of the hostess softened.
“I’m glad we were able to form such a good connection.”
“Madam, you speak Joseon language very fluently.”
“Yes. I studied diligently.”
Seeing the man speak like one of the Joseon language textbooks she had once studied, Huijae behaved quite warmly toward him.
Embarrassed that his Joseon speech was worse than Huijae’s—who was young enough to be his niece—the man scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.
“I hope my daughters... will study Joseon language... as diligently as you do, madam.”
“If you don’t mind, sir, would you like to gift you a few books written in Joseon language?”
“...Pardon?”
“I’ll be returning to Korea soon, so I would be happy if you accepted them.”
-Ah, fuck, finally Korea!!!
-Taeseok ntal breakdown ON. Is it happening....
-Nooooo TT__TT Don’t, I’m insanely excited for their first eting but my chest is already being torn apart
-Huijae grew up so much... why is her Joseon speech so good
‘Back then people really lost their minds.’
Director Ja played the viewers every single ti. The episode ended the mont Huijae said she would soon return to Korea.
Everyone was waiting for Taeseok and Huijae’s first eting. Just thinking about it already made one side of the heart throb painfully.
‘And then in the next episode....’
Director Ja was a psychopath. He enjoyed tearing viewers’ hearts to shreds.
Taeseok walked down the street wearing a fine suit.
The world had already turned into spring.
Everything alive seed overwheld with happiness. Among the green leaves, white flowers blood brightly.
Because of Huijae’s words—asking him to find out the na of that flower—Taeseok lived as if it were his duty to unravel this world.
Whenever he saw white flowers, his gaze was helplessly drawn to them.
As Taeseok briefly glanced at the white blossoms, he noticed a photo studio in front of him. He stared at it for a mont.
As if recalling the photograph of Huijae hanging around his neck.
Suddenly, Taeseok stepped into the studio.
The young man stood in front of the cara like a short-haired girl wearing a kimono. The backdrop was the sa pear blossom garden.
Even if they were not together, it felt as if both of them had stepped into the sa place.
Even if they had not seen it together, it felt as if they could say they had looked at the sa flowers.
-I sincerely recomnd you quit, Ja Sokhwan you insane bastard
-Seriously it’s nothing special but even this kind of thing tears your heart apart...TT_TT
-The wedding photo of Taejin and Huijae from the trailer is in color but Taeseok’s photo is black and white
-The detail is insane you fucking psycho
-Because Taeseok’s life becos black and white forever after losing Huijae...
-Please stop this I’m begging you
Taeseok lived buried in work every day. Even so, he had to attend gatherings he did not want to attend just to build connections.
“Taeseok, you probably drink more coffee than you sell. How many tis have I told you to get so sleep?”
His business partner shook his head at him. Taeseok simply shrugged lightly before getting into a luxury sedan. He no longer rode his old bicycle.
“You still know you have to co to the hotel later, right? I’ll stamp my face there first. You’re the face of our company—go drive the final nail in.”
“At this rate my face is going to wear out.”
“What’s the point of having such a handso face then! Because of Hong Seongju’s performance tonight, all kinds of people will show up. Those rich bastards act all dignified, but at tis like this they show exactly what’s inside them. Got it? Promise?”
Taeseok closed his eyes in the back seat of the car.
In truth, he had not told anyone, but he was plagued by anxiety.
Invitations for formal positions were gradually pouring in for him one by one.
No matter how much he tried to ignore it, unease squeezed his heart.
There was no way Huijae did not have n courting her.
By now, he was certain that excellent marriage proposals must be flooding in.
He wanted to succeed and et her again.
If he beca a respectable man, he wanted to go find her first.
He believed that if he climbed the ladder like a madman, he would eventually reach the top.
Whenever he imagined Huijae standing at the highest place, he could not rest even for a mont.
The mind of Taeseok, now a businessman, produced calculations coldly.
Not yet... yes, not yet....
In the glamorous hotel lobby, a performance was underway.
The enormous chandelier glittered so brilliantly it was almost overwhelming to look at. It felt like a world made of gold.
It was completely different from the outside world still filled with the scars of war.
It shone as if soone had cut out a place containing nothing but happiness, laughter, and love—without pain, sorrow, or worry.
“President Lee! I knew you’d accomplish great things, I knew it!”
The protagonist of this place was Taejin.
Wearing a stylish suit, he greeted people with a relaxed smile. Those who acted superior to Taeseok treated Taejin with absolute deference.
Taejin gently wrapped an arm around his wife’s shoulders.
“You must be very tired. It’s long past the ti you should be sleeping.”
Huijae shook her head slightly.
But as if he already knew her feelings, Taejin led her out onto the balcony.
Huijae inhaled the pleasant spring night air.
For so reason, her heart fluttered.
“Could you wait here for a mont? Before we leave, it would be nice if you drank a glass of water.”
“You don’t have to go that far....”
At Huijae’s familiar refusal, Taejin smiled kindly.
“I want to drink sothing too.”
While Taejin went to find a waiter, the host inside the hall grabbed the microphone.
“Thank you for waiting! The diva who will make this night even more beautiful—Miss Hong Seongju!”
At the loud noise, Huijae slightly furrowed her brows.
Seemingly uninterested, she stepped closer to the balcony railing and looked up at the night sky.
Then it happened.
A man was approaching from the main entrance.
Dressed entirely in black from head to toe, Taeseok hurried his steps to join the party, even # Nоvеlight # if late.
“In Jinhae’s dance halls that light up every night
Mm— famous figures gather, each showing off their pride”
The female singer began to sing with a sultry voice.
Huijae, dressed in a pure white gown, continued looking at the sky while Taeseok drew closer.
“In a sharp suit with a red rose corsage
This well-dressed man right here is ”
As the music flowed, Taeseok judged that the atmosphere had ripened perfectly and raised his wrist, thinking he had arrived at just the right mont.
A white petal landed on the face of his watch.
Cherry blossom.
Taeseok looked up to see the flower.
And discovered the woman standing on the balcony.
“What a successful man receives
Is money, dreams, fa, and envy”
Huijae.
You are there.
Taeseok froze as if nailed to the ground.
The girl who once had a neat bob had now beco a lady with hair flowing past her shoulders like waves.
The face he had longed to see even once in a dream was up there above him.
Taeseok’s lips parted slightly.
“Ah... but love
Love alone—”
anwhile Huijae was speaking with soone.
Because of the shadow of the trees, he could not see clearly.
“My beloved is distant like a dream...”
After drinking a glass of water from the crystal glass handed to her, Huijae turned away.
“Huijae!”
Taeseok shouted loudly.
But with only the swaying ends of her hair remaining, she disappeared from the balcony.
“Huijae!”
Taeseok rushed into the hotel.
He tried to push through the crowd, but it wasn’t easy. The applause for the singer who had just finished her song drowned out the voice calling Huijae’s na.
Then a hand grabbed Taeseok’s shoulder.
Turning his entire body with unconscious hope, Taeseok saw a familiar person.
“Taesgi! Why didn’t you co a little earlier! Ah, what a waste.”
“Hyung, the woman who was just standing on the balcony—do you know her?”
“Ah, yeah. I know. I was actually about to tell you.”
Thump. Thump. Thump.
Taeseok’s heart pounded wildly.
The female singer on stage was introducing her next song.
“The next song is !”
A lancholy harmonium lody began.
“You know that businessman importing massive amounts of sugar from Arica? Robert Lee? They say she’s his wife.”
Taeseok’s face stiffened.
“...His wife?”
It felt as if soone had pushed Taeseok off the ladder.
The young man looked like soone falling from a terrifying height.
Episode 8 of ended.
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