"I remember when you were crying while treating my wound," Myung continued, not finished with his bullying. "Do you like me that much?"
"Maybe," Haneul said softly. Myung was wrong to think his wife would misbehave after being showered with such tempting sentences. "But then someone said not to misunderstand him, so I couldn't possibly like it."
"You've kept me quiet for two weeks since then."
Myung smiles, as does Haneul who turns red when he remembers. It must be the work of the most evil pregnancy hormone, making Haneul the strangest woman in the world.
"It's fun to remember those times, isn't it?"
Haneul nodded and said yes.
"I wish I was a little smarter and could understand your feelings, Haneul. Maybe I won't say that. I want you to misunderstand me. "
"I like to misunderstand you," Haneul replied with a teasing smile. "So, it turns out that all this time you liked me first?"
"Of course," Myung said flatly.
