MY BAD BOY IN SUIT: Sin Or Death
Precious

3 Months Later

elena - Elena

The day of joy always enveloped our days as if lost, disappearing somewhere. Without a trace leaves a deep sadness and loneliness.

Unlike usual there is always a sincere smile given, this time even a bitter smile that is forced. Even a sentence or a word seemed so expensive, he was very stingy.

Usually he would tease me, do ignorant things that invite our laughter, or even do simple things that feel sweet and romantic.

His mood was very bad, even just wanted to ask if I had any doubts about lunch. I just focused on folding the tie on the collar of his shirt.

His murmur was a very piercing Steven Lee. Not just sadness but there is loneliness and regret that ties his neck.

I took the coat on the bed I had prepared before. I helped put that suit on his dashing and sexy body.

"Steven" called me softly in doubt.

"What?" he even answered flatly.

His attitude is there because tomorrow is his birthday. It was a day of remembrance where his life changed completely.

"How about we have a party tomorrow? I'm a...."

Steven cut my word "no party! No gathering or celebration whatsoever!" answer's cuek.

He picked up his briefcase and left. My feelings were inexplicable, he treated me like a stranger.

However this was not his fault, he was only affected by his past. Tomorrow is his birthday and the anniversary of the death of his twin brother, Alvin.

Until now Steven was very sensitive to the death of Alvin's brother. He has not been able to come out of his past wounds, just like me. Although he seemed fine, he was honestly burdened with guilt.

Steven does have a lot of expertise, one of which is hiding his own pain. I understood the way he responded to me today, forgetting our hatred and enmity long ago because I already knew his bitter past.

She's gone to the office, it's time for me to clean up and do some homework, but not much. Now that my pregnancy is seven months old, my husband doesn't allow me to work too much.

Everything is super tight for me, even he stopped my private school with eonni Elsa. His order was for me to focus more on the care of our son.

I breathed heavily, how would I comfort him? Although in three to five days he will be back to how he was but for me it is too long. I don't like to see him moody like that. I hated the way he was cold, reminding me how we first met.

After I finished getting dressed, I went down to the ground floor. Go to the kitchen to find Aunt Kim. The middle-aged woman was cooking something in the kitchen.

"We've had breakfast, now what's your aunt going to cook again?" my many.

Aunt Kim smiled kindly, "ordinary mistress, just make a decoction of spices for the mistress"

Hearing it I immediately felt lazy, I did not like the taste of the boiled water. It was bitter and felt strange. "Another boon bi? Ah I don't like drinking that"

"It's your master's order that your baby grow up healthy, strong, and smart mistress"

"But it can't be if the taste is made a little sweet, I want to vomit because it's too bitter" I bargained.

Aunt Kim chuckled, "calm madam, I already know the madam well. I added Indonesian red sugar and a little pandan"

"Indonesian red sugar is how bi?" manya curious.

He opened the kitchen cupboard and took out a jar and opened it. I saw an object of solid brown color, very funny sugar.

"This is bi sugar?" I get more curious when I see the shape.

He gave a small cut of the brown sugar, "the name is Javanese palm sugar, from Indonesia"

The sugar I tasted a little, it really tastes sweet and a little sour even if only faint. "Woahh daebak, why is it here bi?" i'm appalled.

"Most spices in this house are of high quality, imported from abroad. One of them is this sugar is directly imported from Indonesia along with cloves as well"

I got new knowledge, it was nice to get new knowledge even if it was just this simple.

"Auntie I have something to ask you"

"Tomorrow is Steven's birthday and the anniversary of Alvin's death. I'm planning on celebrating bi's birthday, but I doubt it"

Aunt Kim fell silent, she seemed riled to hear my words just now. "I'm sorry if it's rude, ma'am, but I don't think you should. Master hates his birthday so much, he turns into a different person every time he has a birthday"

The woman gave me a glass of stew she had just made for me. I put it on the table because it's still too hot.

"I'm so happy to see you today going to work, before every birthday you would lock yourself up and cry alone or even go out and do things that I'm sure your mistress knows what I mean"

Yeah, I get the point. Steven would do such a heinous thing to vent his anger.

It seems like it would be better if I just keep quiet and follow the flow. I can't do much, just support him from behind.

I brought the stew to my room, I planned to arrange our photos that I had printed to be decorated in such a way as to look more attractive and adorable.

While walking, I glanced at my stomach that had already bloated. This old pregnancy made it difficult for me to do many things including climbing stairs.

After putting out a huge effort, I reached the top floor. Just climbing the stairs was as tired as running hundreds of meters. I leaned back for a moment at the boundary of the second-floor corridor to breathe a sigh of relief.

As I was about to continue my steps I saw something that I had never realized at all. Like a door behind a big closet in the corridor at the end.

Curiosity led me to confirm it. I tried to push the closet, but what power I was like an ant trying to lift an elephant.

"Penjanga" called me in a loud voice.

Three bodyguards on duty came to respond to my call. They bowed to the respect of "yes ma'am why are you calling us?"

"Please slide that closet" I ordered.

They immediately shifted the closet, and we were equally surprised to see there was a door behind it. I opened the door, the room was very dark.

After pressing the light switch button, the room instantly brightened. I saw a room that seemed old but still looked luxurious.

I tried to enter, only this time I saw this room after eight months of living in the house aka this mansion.

While walking down I saw a shelf filled with textbook books that are old but still appear durable. This room is clean and very well maintained, Steven must have taken care of it. Why is he hiding this room?

It was wide enough that it took me a long time to explore. I saw a table, a Bible, Kantate, and a few other Christian books here. There is also a small cross that stands firmly, the statue of the Virgin Mary is not too big and a cross of the same size as the statue is displayed on the wall with the Rosary.

This must be a table for praying or doing some quiet time. But as far as I know Steven is not a religious person, he has also said pray only if you want to. Then why is there a room with a prayer room here?

I went to the side of the bed, my eyes caught a picture of a handsome teenage boy with glasses and his face I see every day.

That must be Alvin's brother, meaning it's room for Alvin's brother. All the goods here belong to brother Alvin. In the photo, I sat down on the side of the bed and watched.

Their faces were very similar, even the way they smiled. Just the glasses and the way they dress are different. If Steven I know likes to dress casual or fashionable, brother Alvin looks cute and shy.

I don't have many memories of the past because my time was wasted alone inside the house like an old castle. My life is like a Rapunzel waiting to be released.

First I met Steven I felt I'd met. He was stored in my memory. Then today I again feel that Steven and brother Alvin as if familiar with me.

My cheek curls involuntarily, like my body is giving me memories I can't understand.

The photo I put back, I do not want to add to the bad mood because it goes into this secret room. Before I left I stood before the prayer table, looking at the cross with my heart in surrender to God.

At the end of this I began to open up with religion and belief. I began to be religious, this was all for the sake of blessing for our son later.

My hands touch the forehead, the heart is on the chest, the right chest and then the left chest, yes! Making the sign of the Cross. In my heart I ask that Steven be given peace and be able to rise from his downfall.

As if the Lord was showing me some omen, I accidentally saw a black box under a small cross on the table. Curse it and open it, my pendant?

This is my necklace that's been missing for years. A white diamond pendant given by mama before she was killed. A very beautiful deer horn shaped pendant.

My finger pulled out the locket, there's no way this is a coincidence. I lost this locket while trying to escape Jessica when I wasn't even six.

And as I remember that day I helped a young boy who was getting oppression and bullying over the Han River. I took the locket away, then ordered the bodyguards to close the door as before.