Even If It's Not Love Chapter 19.2

Yi-woon had a different atmosphere than before. He still didn't speak much, and she had no idea what he was thinking, but his eyes had clearly changed. He seemed a little more comfortable than before.

“Have you been well?”

“Yeah. You?”

“Me too.”

They exchanged a few casual greetings. When that was over, there was silence inside the house. Yoo-hwa wanted to say something, but it wasn't easy. It had been a while since Yoo-hwa had opened her mouth.

“Thank you for saving me. If it wasn't for you, I would have died that day.”

The moment she spoke about that day, the atmosphere inside the house changed. The atmosphere was heavier than expected, making it hard to breathe.

But she had to say this. If she didn't, she wouldn't be able to release the burden weighing on her mind.

“… Yeah.”

Yi-woon answered only that. Yi-woon drank the tea she gave him and went back to the protection center.

That's how Yi-woon came to her house when she was almost forgetting. He asked her what she was doing, what she was going to do, and looked around the house without saying a word.

Yoo-hwa had nothing to say, so she just thought that Yi-woon was saying irrelevant things and didn't notice that he had other intentions.

Before going back, Yi-woon, who had been sitting down for a long time, always asked the same question.

“Noona, you're not dating anyone, are you?”

She thought she answered the question with great effort.

“No.”

Only after hearing the answer did Yi-woon say, 'Be careful of men. Though you know that well.', then went back.

Even without saying that, Yoo-hwa had no intentions of meeting men. How could she dream of love after seeing how horribly her mother's search for love ended?

Yoo-hwa thought that Yi-woon asked such questions because of Kim Beom-sik, and that it was only because he was watching out for her.

In the course of time, Yi-woon visited Yoo-hwa occasionally and relied on her. She considered it to be because he had suffered the same wounds from his father, and because of the many other things that he had to go through after Kim Beom-sik's death.

Because of that, even if she was uncomfortable meeting him, she couldn't tell Yi-woon not to come.

Moreover, on the days he came, he would say that he had nowhere to go for his birthday, holidays, some anniversary, and so on.

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As the year passed, Yi-woon's atmosphere gradually changed. He was more talkative than before, and he became more mature. His appearance, resembling someone, bloomed day after day. He spoke to her about all kinds of things with a brighter face than before.

Although she saw a strange side sometimes, she could be understandable enough when she thought about his childhood. However, apart from that understanding, Yoo-hwa felt Yi-woon growing more and more distant, and felt uncomfortable.

The day she heard that Yi-woon, who had graduated from high school, had gotten a job, Yoo-hwa finally let go of the burden on her mind.

He was a child who killed his father because of her. She watched over him because she was worried he might not be able to live a normal life. Yi-woon was preparing to live like everybody else. She thought it was time to say the words she had prepared.

“Yi-woon, I hope you will listen to what I'm going to say. Don't be sorry. No. Think of being sorry as something natural.”

“What are you trying to say?”

After finishing the meal prepared by Yoo-hwa, Yi-woon emptied the glass of water at once. Then, he looked at her as if telling her to say what she wanted to say.

Yoo-hwa looked at Yi-woon's face, silently. His face was clean and clear. Looking at that face made her feel guilty. Yoo-hwa clenched and opened her fists repeatedly, and then carefully opened her mouth.

“Thank you for all the things you've done for me.”

“What are you saying all of a sudden?”

“So, now…”

She felt a lump in her throat. She made her way through it and spoke.

“I want you to stop visiting.”

She was sorry, but the relief she felt after saying that was stronger.

“I know. You tried to take good care of me.”

When he came, Yi-woon always brought something. It was obvious that he didn't have any money, but he brought something, even if it was a drink. So she tried her best to prepare the table, endured the awkward atmosphere, and tried to exchange a few words. But that was it.

“Thank you for that. As long as it is within my reach, I will help you too. But… Please stop coming here as often now.”

“… Why?”

Yi-woon's voice sank terribly. Unable to face him, Yoo-hwa opened her mouth.

“You should live your life now, and I should live mine. You and I, we don't have a good relationship. I can't help but remember what happened when I see you. It's difficult, and I get anxious.”

Chapter end