I Possessed a Terminally Ill Omega - Episode 204
I Possessed a Terminally Ill Omega – Episode 204
“……”
Seo I-kyung blinked his eyes. Despite that, Han Seung-jae’s figure did not disappear. Soon after, he turned his head and looked this way. His cold eyes revealed no particular emotion. It wouldn’t have been strange to think they coincidentally ran into each other if this wasn’t in front of the hospital.
“Over there, Director Han is standing,” the Butler Do also noticed Han Seung-jae and hinted to Seo I-kyung. However, Seo I-kyung had already been watching that spot since he got out of the car.
As the two people fixed their gazes on one spot, the doctor who was greeting Seo I-kyung also followed their line of sight. Then, with a delighted expression, he descended the stairs.
Approaching Han Seung-jae, the doctor said, “Director Han, you’ve come. The treatment is all finished. It seems he’ll need to wear the cast on his wrist for about one more week.”
The doctor reported in detail about Seo I-kyung’s condition. Nevertheless, without looking at the doctor, Han Seung-jae parted his cold lips.
“Get in here.”
Han Seung-jae reached out his long arm toward Seo I-kyung, who was still standing next to the doctor. Seo I-kyung felt Han Seung-jae’s hand on his back was similar to what he had felt in the water. It seemed he wasn’t using much strength in his hand.
As Seo I-kyung got into the car, Butler Do bowed. “I will return to the residence first.”
Seo I-kyung nodded to Butler Do. The door on the opposite side opened and Han Seung-jae got into the car. The doctor, who had followed him all the way, personally closed the car door. He seemed truly pleased that Han Seung-jae had come all the way here.
As Secretary Park sat in the passenger seat, the car departed gracefully. Seo I-kyung glanced at Han Seung-jae next to him. He tried to guess Han Seung-jae’s intentions, unable to understand why he had suddenly come to the hospital.
As if checking the time while looking at the watch on his wrist, Han Seung-jae abruptly turned his head. Seo I-kyung flinched as if he had been caught peeking.
Whether he knew that fact or not, or whether he simply didn’t pay any particular attention to such things from the start, Han Seung-jae leisurely scanned Seo I-kyung’s face. Soon he asked, fixing his gaze on the cast wrapped around his arm.
“Have you eaten lunch?”
It was already well past noon. Time had passed while having his fractured arm examined and casted. However, Seo I-kyung had slept in late and wasn’t hungry since he had eaten a late breakfast with fruit.
As Seo I-kyung silently traced the series of events in his mind, Han Seung-jae added nonchalantly, “If it’s before your meal, eat with me. I haven’t had lunch yet.”
The sedan that left Haeseon Hospital drove in the opposite direction of home. Seo I-kyung looked out the window. The weather was sunny. And only after the sedan stopped and Seo I-kyung got out did he realize that regardless of his answer, Han Seung-jae had already decided they would have lunch together. The place they arrived at was a magnificent hanok building.
“I will guide you inside. The meal has been prepared as you instructed,” the staff member said as he opened the door and guided them in. As Seo I-kyung entered, the staff took his outerwear, hung it on one side, and left the room. As soon as Seo I-kyung took his seat, the table they had been waiting for began to be filled. The table, which even had a small brazier, was full of all kinds of meat and vegetables.
Doubt filled Seo I-kyung’s eyes. It was too many side dishes to eat for lunch. After looking at the food on the table, Seo I-kyung raised his head and stared at Han Seung-jae, whose eyes met his. Then Han Seung-jae spoke first.
“What, you don’t like the menu?”
“That’s not it.”
They hadn’t made any promises, and it was unexpected for Seo I-kyung to come to the hospital today. He had just thought it would be a light meal, but was that not the case…? The menu filling the table seemed like health food.
“Then eat.”
Seo I-kyung moved his hesitating hand upward. Next to him, a staff member was sitting and carefully grilling meat on a small brazier the size of a palm.
He could sufficiently do this much alone, but the staff’s hand movements were nimble.
Looking at the two pieces of glistening meat, mushrooms, vegetables, etc. placed on his plate, Seo I-kyung played with his chopsticks. The staff filled it up as soon as Seo I-kyung took the meat, matching his pace.
The staff even grilled fruit and put it on the plate. While doing so, they filled the plate mainly with things Seo I-kyung frequently reached for.
After eating like that for a while, when the speed at which the food on Seo I-kyung’s plate decreased noticeably, the staff withdrew.
“It seems the food doesn’t suit your taste.”
Seo I-kyung looked ahead while holding his chopsticks. Then, after quietly watching him, Han Seung-jae added, “Next time, I’ll make a reservation at a different place.”
Listening to Han Seung-jae’s words, Seo I-kyung took in the sight of the brazier placed in front of him with his eyes. A piece of meat had been placed there, but Han Seung-jae didn’t eat it, so the staff, sensing the atmosphere, took it down after it had burned black and turned to ashes.
And Seo I-kyung had been eating the meat the staff kept filling his plate with. Rather, the one whose taste the food didn’t suit was Han Seung-jae. He hadn’t eaten much.
And yet he said to have lunch together.
As if breaking Seo I-kyung’s thoughts, the door opened and a staff member came in and set down dessert. Seo I-kyung looked down at the powdered rice cakes and persimmons that were easy to eat, then reached out his hand. He felt too full to eat more, but he brought a persimmon to his lips. Then he muttered softly.
“This place is nice too.”
He felt Han Seung-jae’s gaze directed at him. Seo I-kyung seemed to feel heat rapidly rushing to his cheeks. That was because, if it wasn’t a misunderstanding, didn’t it seem these health foods were for him?
***
As the sedan stopped in front of the townhouse located in Seongbuk-dong, Secretary Park, who got out of the passenger seat, opened the rear door. As Seo I-kyung got out of the car, Butler Do, who had come out to greet him, approached.
Secretary Park had contacted Butler Do to match the arrival time. And when he came out, Secretary Park handed over the shopping bag he was holding. It contained the persimmons Seo I-kyung had been eating.
As Butler Do opened the iron gate, Seo I-kyung entered. Butler Do, who followed him in, said, “Did you have a good date?”
Seo I-kyung, who was strolling through the garden, flinched. However, he continued walking so it wouldn’t show outwardly. A date. He had never thought of it like that. But hearing Butler Do’s words, he felt as if he had just come back from that.
Maybe it felt more so because the weather was nice and his stomach was full.
“Shall I bring tea to the studio?”
Seo I-kyung came out after changing clothes in the dressing room. Although it took time to dress with one arm, he was now skilled at using one hand. He told Butler Do that he was so full he couldn’t eat anything more and headed to the elevator.
Moreover, after going to the hospital and unexpectedly meeting Han Seung-jae, he had maintained a certain level of tension, so his whole body felt heavy. The thought of going up to the bedroom and resting came first.
Seo I-kyung got off on the second floor and headed to the bedroom.
He fidgeted with his left arm in a cast. The doctor had said to keep it on for just one more week, so he would have to be careful not to get it wet during that period.
Although he had become quite skilled at using only one hand, it would be a lie to say it wasn’t inconvenient to do something with one arm. If the doctor at the hospital hadn’t earnestly requested it, Seo I-kyung would have said he wouldn’t put on a cast.
Suddenly, Seo I-kyung stopped walking. He turned his body, leaving the bedroom door in front of him.
Then he opened the study door and looked around the quiet interior. He had felt the same sense of discomfort this morning as well. In front of the room where Min Ra-hyun stayed.
At that time, there was no room to think deeply about it as the doctor was waiting and he just passed by.
Seo I-kyung reached behind him and closed the study door. The shelves were full of rare items whose value couldn’t be estimated.
Nevertheless, Seo I-kyung walked out, staring at only one place. He looked around, brushing past the desk that was fully imbued with Han Seung-jae’s personality. While doing so, he recalled the image of Han Seung-jae putting something away somewhere.
The luggage containing Min Ra-hyun’s belongings was not in the room where he stayed. But wasn’t there one more of his belongings in this house? Min Ra-hyun’s self-defense gun. And that item was also the last thing “Seo I-kyung” had used.
‘I think he put it around here.’
At last, Seo I-kyung reached out his hand as if following Han Seung-jae’s actions in his memory.