After this realization came to mind, Jung-Hee felt herself slowly calming down. Even her throbbing heart felt surprisingly at ease. Indeed, there was nothing to gain from crying over the past. Only the future mattered now; her future with Hyun.
Regaining her composure, Jung-Hee looked Ji-U up and down for a moment. Based on his appearance, the man looked almost the same as before. If one ignored the unusual serious look Ji-U currently had in his eyes, then he was just like the Kang Ji-U of her past; a cheerful and mischievous person, like a wild spirit that roamed the world in search of fun and games.
Jung-Hee suddenly became curious as to what a person such as him was doing in a small town like Hanam. Even if she found him inside a Kisaeng house, it did not explain why he had to be so far away from the capital. She hemmed and hawed internally, wondering whether she should ask or not.
