The two went to the entrance, the driver was waiting for them.
"Young master, I hope you enjoy your trip."
The driver was fascinated with the beauty of Sun Hee, wearing a simple white shirt and comfortable black pants, but that figure made her very beautiful anyway.
Sun Hee didn't realize how the driver looked at her, she was more focused on thinking about what she wanted to do in the next few days, she didn't even know what she wanted.
At that moment she observed her husband, who seemed quite nervous when he saw a message from his phone.
She didn't even pay attention to it since it was impossible for her husband to be nervous, completely impossible.
After a long time they arrived, the trip was quiet and they never exchanged a word.
In front of Sun Hee there was a great hotel, the decoration of the exterior was perfect, the painting, the gardens... immediately she began to feel guilty since she thought that because of her fault, her husband had to spend enough money, however that feeling of guilt disappeared when she heard her husband speak.
"This hotel belongs to my family, ask for what you need. Now I have to go."
Sun Hee's expression changed completely, her husband used to disappear at any moment and was not very pleasant. Easily, anyone could notice her disappointment, her husband was no exception.
"I'll be back tomorrow, I have to do something very important."
When she finally saw her husband disappear in that car, she looked at her purse.
Determined, she clenched her fist and smiled vigorously, decided that she would enjoy that trip with or without her husband.
She quickly entered the hotel without looking at the beautiful decoration, her mission now was to talk to the receptionist.
"Please, I kept the card from the door, I will come to pick it up later, I really know that if I take it with me, I will probably disappear."
The receptionist politely nodded.
Her new plans for today were shopping in the big city.
For some reason, she didn't feel like going in a car, she preferred to ride a bike through the big streets of the city.
Thirty minutes later.
Sun Hee was riding a bicycle while looking around, clearly the bodyguards also accompanied her and of course... they also rode bicycles, if they were walking they would never reach her.
Everyone who watched that scene could not help but sneak up and record. All of that seemed taken from a comedy movie, a woman on a bicycle followed by about 20 bodyguards on bicycles as well.
She was exploring all the shops she saw, one in particular immediately caught her attention, in the window, there were two wide shirts with half a heart in each.
Couple shirts? Sun Hee could not help thinking about how she would look with her husband, he was someone who always dressed elegantly, but Sun Hee knew perfectly that this shirt would not fit.
Without thinking twice, Sun Hee grabbed the two shirts delicately so they wouldn't wrinkle, then she paid what she owed to the owner and then left the store while looking at the bag where the shirts were.
Then, she entered a bakery from which a very pleasant smell came out.
Without hesitation, she wanted to buy him something, she clearly didn't know what Seong-Jin preferred, and there were too many kinds of candy.
In the end, choosing two cookie boxes, perhaps he did not like sweet and would prefer something simpler.
Throughout the afternoon she continued walking through the endless streets that surrounded her, fortunately, she could reach the hotel, she almost didn't feel her legs.
The first thing she did was sit on a bench next to the hotel entrance.
After that, she takes out one of the small cookie boxes.
Sun Hee kindly offered cookies to the bodyguards who accompanied her, which they accepted in surprise.
Who was not happy with a small reward after a long day?
As soon as she finished her cookies she threw the small box and headed for the reception.
"Miss Sun Hee, welcome, I hope you enjoyed your long walk, do you want the key?"
Sun Hee showed to her a smile in response, immediately grabbed the key and headed for her room.
Quickly she reached the room, left the cookie box on a small table so her husband could see them. After that, she keeps the bag in which the shirts were under the bed.