Chapter 131 - Ambitions

'Omo, I don't know what's going on, but my knees are weak and I really want to ... kiss … Dr. Kim pretty lips ...' her own lips quivered in anticipation, and again Ye Rim was feeling her body wishing to move yet more towards his. And maybe, actually moving. Their mouths were just inches from each other.

Then she saw beautiful red enameled nails land on Jun Hyeon's shoulder.

"Son!"

An imaginary guillotine cut the tiny space between the two bodies, and both jumped away from each other. Ye Rim felt her face turn the color of an eggplant.

Spinning, Jun Hyeon just reacted with the obvious,

"Mom!"

'Aigoo. What will she think now? And why did he run?!' Ye Rim didn't know what to think.

Mrs. Go looked at Ye Rim appraisingly, and then grinned,

"Hello! I am Dr. Kim's mother!"

'Bwaa! What is it? Isn't she furious?!' surprise took Ye Rim. Kim Jun Hyeon's mother was the face of a successful CEO. Flawless, with an intelligent and insightful look, but there was also the same kind and sensible expression that she saw on the face of Mr. Go, her father.

Ye Rim bowed quickly, while Jun Hyeon made the introductions, trying to disguise the embarrassment.

"This is a very special friend, mom."

'What? 'Special friend'?! She'll think we're dating! Aigoo, she will kill me now!'

This made Mrs. Go frown immediately. Then she turned to the stairs again, meaning to point out something, and then to the couple again,

"But… I saw Na Ra. I'm sure I saw Na Ra going up. How then…?"

"Well, mom, I didn't see Na Ra. I was discharged, actually. Why don't you take the time to talk to Dae Won a little bit."

"Well, that was exactly what I was going to do. I see you look great, after all. What are you going to do now?"

"Miss Nam is going to take me to your house, okay? She has my car. I'll be waiting for you there."

'I don't believe he's doing this,' Ye Rim kept her paralyzed grin, thinking Jun Hyeon was mad for adding to the idea that they had a romance. But she wasn't getting killer vibes from Mrs. Go. Now getting annoyed, the singer could only believe that this was commonplace in Dr. Kim's life.

"Okay, honey," she rubbed her son's shoulder with a new appraising look, this time checking to see if he was really okay. But of course, Jun Hyeon was even glowing, how could he not be well?

With a slight growl of disapproval at her son, Mrs. Go walked away, going up the stairs alone.

Ye Rim would normally think Jun Hyeon should accompany his mother, but in that case, visiting Dae Won a second time while remaining estranged was not even a good idea. Clearing her throat, she fixed her clothes and said, 

"Well, if that's it, then I'll take you to your mother's house. But… why the hell did you do that?!"

"I'll tell you on the way," he ran a hand through his hair, wincing in pain. 

On the way, however, Jun Hyeon remained silent and thoughtful. Although Ye Ri was still waiting for an answer, she didn't insist until they arrived in front of Mrs. Go's beautiful house.

"Sorry for making you uncomfortable back there. I acted ridiculously like the other time. But, I thought it was better that way, and that you would understand."

"Maybe I understand if you explain why you left your mother thinking ..."

"My mother ... hates Na Ra. And there is nothing that Na Ra can do to get her to look at both of us in the same room. If I had been with Na Ra in the room, for example ... She would have been very unpleasant with Na Ra. She has already made Na Ra cry several times. I knew that my mother had seen me, and I drew her to the stairs."

"Hey! But what if she hated me too?!" Ye Rim exclaimed indignantly.

"Why would she hate you if you don't know her, Ye Rim?"

"So basically it could be any woman, except Na Ra?"

"Erm… Almost. Don't be like that. She knows that I have high standards. It would never be 'anyone'," he justified himself.

"Hmmm. I almost felt part of a select VIP club right now!" she replied sarcastically.

"Well, I'm not even part of your select club, have you forgotten?" he replied instantly, reminding her of his everlasting grudge against Queen Maeve's theory. But Ye Rim wanted to know something else,

"Poor Na Ra… It was not her fault. Why can't your mother understand this, after so many years? And is that the reason you didn't get married?" at least as a friend she could ask embarrassing questions.

"Ye Rim," he took his hand through his hair, exacerbated, but due to his injuries he preferred to do his other mannerism, draw out his neck, preparing for something,

"Maybe it wasn't clear to you, but I don't love Na Ra. I'd like her to be my friend, as you say, but that's impossible. What could have happened spoiled a long time ago. And ... Even if I loved her ..." he wet his lips, "the fact is that it would be painful considering everything that happened. And with my mother hating her. As much as she is a strong woman, and I admire her, I don't think it would be healthy for anyone."

"But if it weren't for that, you would marry her. Even though you didn't 'love' her," Ye Rim insisted.

"Why, Ye Rim ..." he almost laughed, seeming to find her question embarrassingly silly. 

"Yes?" 

"No. I wouldn't marry if I wasn't completely, absolutely, terribly in love with a woman. This woman would have to be something as indispensable to me as breathing. It would have to be a tidal wave, a tsunami. A woman to whom I feared fury and at the same time was fascinated by the beauty of her power. I don't need calm loves, Ye Rim. Not someone who brings me guilt, or just convenience. I don't want to think about betraying her a single day. I want to wish her from day zero. I want to find her ridiculously cute. In short," he took a breath, "that woman could have been her, but the time has passed. In fact, everything has the right timing to happen."

"Wow," sighed Ye Rim, stunned and delighted by Jun Hyeon's words. But in a blink, the doctor was out of the car.

"Hey, wait. Take your keys! It's your car!" she took her bag to leave, but he motioned for her to stay in the car.

"It's all right. I won't use the car now. Thanks for today, Ye Rim."

"You're welcome ..."I have something to say. I really can't be your tap dance teacher. I… am out of time and out of energy. But I'll find a great teacher for you! Don't worry about the value of the classes, think of it as my apology for not being able to teach you."

Ye Rim narrowed his eyes,

"I don't believe it. There is another reason."

Dr. Kim blinked, astonished. Of course, he didn't expect to be contradicted, since he had made his puppy face to sweeten his excuses with.

"What? Ye Rim!"

"I can even take classes at dawn. Or we can do it on a weekend, in an intensive course. But I want it to be you."

"Why me? Why does it have to be me?" he leaned against the car window, waiting for an answer. 

"Because I want you to dance again. I wanna see you dancing. I want to see you take a step, literally, away from this trauma, Jun Hyeon Oppa. And also for me. If you don't do this for you, but for me, it will be easier to dance again. You know I need it. This role may be my last good chance. Shall we go back together? Can I be your partner in this?" It was not her plan to have said it so directly, Jun Hyeon was very susceptible at the time. Dae Won, his mother, and even Na Ra were a burden to him. Perhaps he would begin to see dance as it was and not associate the loss of his twin sister, as he had been doing. It was time to heal those wounds.

"You!" he exclaimed, without words to continue, taking a deep breath and looking around, as if looking for a way out of an uncomfortable situation.

"Oppa, I really am serious. Teach me. Do your best and demand my best. Make me get that role. Make me get the director completely obsessed about my name!"

"You are ambitious!" he exclaimed again, biting his lip. Ye Rim didn't remember seeing him so agitated and indecisive since she met him.

"You keep saying that. I don't care that you think about it. I had already given up, you know. But now I believe it again."

"I'm talking about what you want to do to me. Do you think I should go back to dancing… Without Ji Hyeon?"

"I bet many people have told you that in the past. So, yes, I am ambitious. I want you to give me something that you are not willing to give and have never given to anyone. Tap dance classes."