"Yeah."
"He is, right? Good. As he should."
"We met by chance, and he's eating well and living well. So well that it's actually kind of annoying. And his arrogant way of talking is still the same. It was so annoying that I came all the way here."
Elly let out a forced laugh before opening her trembling lips once again.
"You should… bring him sometime. I'll cook for you. Ethan liked that one dish of mine, didn't he? He liked my japchae."
"...That bastard always seemed to like the stuff that requires a lot of effort."
"But he never hated anything either. He always cleared his bowl of rice three meals a day."
Lily quietly scratched her cheek and sniffed before turning around. Elly kept her hands inside her pockets and watched her daughter's slender back as she walked away. She continued to linger there for a long time.
Dear, I'm the one who was wrong, right? I didn't want to make her so lonely. If it were you, she wouldn't have turned out like that. Right, Dear?
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