The briny sea breeze swept through the open windows of the rooftop house, caressing the frozen figure of the young man sitting on the wooden floor of the living room. His obsidian black orbs appeared like dead fishes, lacking its usual liveliness as he continued to stare at Li Qin who sat there, miserably.
He was the kid whom she cherished and loved more than her own child. How can she push him to death?
"Aunt Li," Lee Tae Yang called her in a soft voice, "Even if I address you like that, your position in my life is nothing lesser than my mom. With all due respect and love, I refuse to listen to you," he made his decision.
"I love Li Juan and I will continue to-"
"Why can't you understand what I am saying?" Li Qin exploded in anger and pain. She advised him for his own good and yet he refuses to nudge from his decision. "No matter how much you love her, she is going to ruin your life and kill you."
