Ji-Tae, sitting in his car, was watching the exchange between Jin-A and Nana. He heaved a deep sigh of relief when Jin-A finally drove off.
Why had Jin-A sought out Nana? Why was she even at Min-Jung's funeral? How had she heard of Min-Jung's death? Did she know something? He asked himself as he remembered his encounter with his mother earlier that morning.
The sound of his doorbell had woken him from his deep sleep. He took out his phone to check the time. It was still too early for a visitor as far as he was concerned.
It couldn't possibly be Tan and Mi Cha, or could it? He had asked himself as he moved downstairs to open the door.
He opened the door and looked at his mother in surprise, not because of the beautiful black jumpsuit she was wearing but because she knew the passcode to his door, so why didn't she just open the door? And what happened to calling before visiting? He wondered but knew he couldn't ask her either of both questions.
