Having met Ha Yoon and Sang Yoon, Eun Jo came home and resolved her dinner alone with the lunchbox she brought home.

Jae Ha had said.

Since he often had appointments outside, he told her not to prepare dinner if he didn’t contact her.

There was not a single contact from him today.

So, she was now having a tasteless dinner alone.

Why did I rush here?

“I should’ve had dinner with Ha Yoon.”
She even thought that his aim might be to isolate her rather than give her tasks.

Either way, it’s tough.

Thinking of the joyful dinners she used to have with Da On and Min A at home, she lost interest in the barely touched lunchbox.

After clearing away the halfeaten lunchbox and changing the air in the house, Eun Jo looked for something to do.

There was nothing.

It was clean, with no single place to wipe or scrub.

Even Jae Ha’s dress shirts were taken to the professional laundry where she used to take them.

[We will return it as new and place it back where it belongs.]

The content of the neat note attached to the empty hanger in the Oak House exclusive cabinet in the management office.

Was my ironing not good enough?

So, now all I have to do is.

Hide away in the room before Kwon Jae Ha arrives.

Just like the old times, Eun Jo bitterly laughed at the sight of herself who should slowly start running away.

Until quite late before she fell asleep, she did not feel him entering.

And.

She did not see him leaving in the morning.

Is he also running away from me? No way.

[The CEO went to work about an hour ago.]

It was a statement given by Manager Ma, who was starting the car even though she did not ask.

The same day, 2 pm.

Incheon International Airport, Terminal 1.

Airport railroad platform heading to Seoul Station.

The woman appeared to be a backpacker, commonly known as a bagpacker.

Her loosely braided golden hair was greasy and unkempt, and the backpack slung on her back and the clothes she wore were all frayed at the ends.

To anyone who saw her, she was the very image of a poor traveler.

Looking at the map and glancing around, she put her heavy backpack down on the ground.

“Oh!”
Spotting a young man nearby, she quickly walked towards him.

“Hello?”
“……!”
“Oh, it’s okay. I have a question. Do I take this to go to Seoul Station?”
“Ah! Yes! It goes to Seoul Station!”
The man looked at the blonde woman who spoke Korean, albeit awkwardly but accurately, with curious eyes.

“Thank you. The weather in Korea is really nice. It’s not cold or hot. Ah, nice to meet you. My name is Natalie Wiseman.”
“Ah, yes…….”
The man nodded awkwardly.

A 31yearold American with blue eyes and blond hair.

Natalie Wiseman is a women’s rights activist and an environmentalist.

Overflowing with energy, she has recently expanded her activities to antinuclear and antiwar peace movements.

As the vice chairman of the environmental group LIVE US, which she created with likeminded friends, she has been leading peaceful protests with over 100,000 participants each time.

Her main agenda includes enhancing the rights of women worldwide and protecting the earth’s environment, and she travels around the world tirelessly to induce broad international participation.

Living an ecofriendly lifestyle that does not produce waste, Natalie can’t even remember the last time she bought new clothes.

She buys secondhand or acquires things that others are about to discard, not only clothes but also other necessities.

Even while staying in cities representing countries all over the world, she always uses youth hostels for accommodations.

That was in the best of circumstances, and most of the time, she slept well anywhere on the hard floor with a sleeping bag.

Her only complaint was not being able to cuddle and stroke her dog Custard, who was at home in Manhattan, New York.

No one could notice at first meeting her and even after living with her for a certain period of time.

That she was Natalie Wiseman, the sole heiress of the American oil tycoon Wiseman family.

Having arrived at Seoul Station using the subway, she finally managed to find the bus she needed to take, after making several Koreans flustered.

Even while walking up a hill for a long time after getting off at an unfamiliar bus stop in a city she was visiting for the first time, the smile never disappeared from her face.

Rather, her eyes sparkled as if fascinated by the scenery of Seoul she was encountering for the first time.

And finally.

After a tiringly long and lengthy journey, including a plane, a subway, a bus, and walking, she stood in front of her destination.

British Heritage.

The house of Kyle J. Alexis Kwon Jae Ha.

The house of her official fiancé.

.

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[Wow, Kyle! You’re still living a luxurious life.] Natalie, who put down her heavy backpack on the clean marble floor, immediately looked for the bathroom.

And about 30 minutes later.

Crunch Crunch Natalie, who was eating an apple with its skin on, was on a call with Jae Ha.