The Secret Bride's
Episode 110: Lim Inha

Lim Inha explained to her brother the idea of tricking his sister-in-law.

“You're sure this will work?” ask Lim Sujong.

“We don't know until we actually try, but I can't bear the consequences of your husband's anger if he finds out.”

Lim Sujong laughed. “Not going, he loves me!”

Inha threw her wave to the side.

You know but trying to hurt her? What is left to you is just evil? Humans must at least have some sense of regret, I want to see how regret comes to you when your world is turned upside down. Brother, don't blame others for the decisions you make.

Sujong made a phone call to someone who is in china, they will enter Korea through china.

Inha looked at him and returned to her room.

He walked away from Sujong's room. It felt like something bad was going to happen when he outlined an idea to help Sujong. He tried to ignore everything because of the request of the older brother.

It was a long way before crossing the stairs.

“Inha?”

“Sister in-law.” Greet her while looking down respectfully at her brother's husband.

“I told you not to duck like that! we are family, not a relationship between subordinates and bosses.” he said

the family.

Inha only smiled slightly, she said back to her room but the man blocked her.

“What's up brother?” ask him as his big hand stretches in the way.

“This,” he put a big box on Inha's lap.

This woman is confused. “This what sister? Oh brother Sujong is in the room, let me deliver.”

“Not! Not for your brother, for you.” Its effects.

Inha thought the item belonged to Sujong, her brother.

He remembered the past.

The wheelchair has been a friend of his for a long time. The day after her sister got married, sister-in-law called her to Sujong's husband giving her an automatic wheelchair.

However, Lim Sujong threw it away because he felt his sister should not rely on an automatic wheelchair, he had to get used to wearing a manual one. When her husband asked her where the wheelchair was, Inha could only smile at her sister's answer. He said that Inha did not particularly like automatic wheelchairs.

Inha still remembered how she felt back then, she was hurt. Every time his sister-in-law gave him a gift, Sujong wouldn't like it.

“Shoes, you once said you were envious to see people wearing pretty shoes every day.”

He remembered.

“Your favorite color, pink.” Said him again.

Inha felt uneasy, she gave the box back.

“I can't walk either, no need! Inha just origin talk that time.”

Inha left the man who was sculpting.

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In the room, Inha grieved at his feet. “I don't deserve it, said my brother!”

10 Years ago on the Han River. Inha waited for her brother to buy her a drink. After running Lim Sujong felt thirsty. Inha who sits alone gets less pleasant treatment than a man. It was seen that he had been drinking and was in a state of heavy drunkenness in the morning.

From behind the man holding his chest, he was shocked and shouted. However, people just looked on without helping. The man was still bothering, he kept touching the innards. A woman sitting in a wheelchair screaming for help and trying to dodge also fended off the bad guy's hand but her strength would not be comparable.

The woman tried to stand up, her paralyzed legs could not move. He crawled away from the man.

BUG BUGS

Everyone saw how the man had fallen down with blood running down his face. Lim Inha sat down to wipe away her tears.

“Bring him!” his orders were to the man who was behind.

He approached Inha, fixed the position of the wheelchair and lifted the woman back into her wheelchair.

Inha was still trembling. “Thank you.” Gentle, her voice sounded beautiful in the ears of the man who was helping her. He smiled and nodded.

“Where is your home? Let me take between.”

“I menun---“

“Inha?”

From far away a woman came running holding two bottles of drink.

“What happened!?” said worried. Looking at the crowded surroundings, he knew it was not a good thing.

“You?” the man pointed to Lim Sujong.

“I'm her brother,” her eyes directly look at the man's eyes.

*The man nodded. "Those people are drunk and bothering your sister. Now that's okay, I've taken them to the police station."

"Yes god! inha, sorry brother left you alone earlier" he said regretfully. He examined his sister's body.

"I'm fine, brother, don't worry. Thank you, this brother helped"

Inha smiled gently at the man who helped her earlier.

"Oh almost forgot! Dav" the man reached out to Inha.

Inha welcomed the hand of the man named Dav. He grasped it and shook it up and down. "Inha, Lim Inha."

They were still shaking hands, seconds after their hands had slipped. Sujong drew Dav's hand in his hands.

"Lim Sujong, Inha's sister." The smile was wider than usual. He glanced at the man in black behind Dav.

The man nodded in understanding and flattered at the two. He looks busy. The people behind him turned quickly towards the parked car far away. They can still see.

Before it completely disappeared, Dav turned around and waved towards the two of them. I don't know who the wave of the hand was for. Inha smiled while Sujong returned the wave with excitement.

"Inha, it looks like you're in love!"

The words that came out of Sujong's lips were a slap to Inha. She was just an ordinary girl with special conditions. Liking someone should be something that is not possible. Given his condition would only be burdensome to others. He hates being a burden like he is now on Sujong.

Given how those people had not helped him, he tried to understand. Not that everyone is bad. It's just that the good guys haven't shown up. Especially with threats, he must understand*.

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The next month the fate of the meeting of the two did not stop. Inha and Dav continued to cross paths in the middle of the road. They walked a different path, then met in the middle. Inha found herself falling into a deep feeling of liking. However, that fate was completely unpredictable. The two human beings who met by fate had to be separated also by fate. Dav eventually had to marry another woman. Inha crashed herself again. He did not cry, only nodded in agreement to fate.

"If I can't get him. Then he's not the man who was destined to support me. Perhaps, he is part of a small destiny for me to be more patient."

The sentence often finds it from the night that everyone rejoices over a happy destiny*.

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