Chapter 465

Chapter 465: Blame Her?

Eun-sun anxiously sat beside Dan-Han as she waited for him to open his eyes and look at her. It’s been two long hours of waiting, but there was yet to be a response from him. His eyes were still as closed at they had been when she stepped in.

She glanced at Tae-Ho who had been sitting at the couch like a statue, his glasses still hanging on his face.

“Why isn’t he waking up? It’s been two hours already.” Eun-sun worriedly inquired.

Tae-Ho briefly looked over at Dan-Han before shifting his eyes to her. “He’ll wake up soon.” He tersely told her, but Eun-sun didn’t find any assurance in his voice. Rather, she had a feeling something had happened to Dan-Han that he wasn’t telling about.

“Is there something you’re not telling me?” She anxiously questioned, her teary eyes desperately trying to guage his countenace, but she couldn’t get out anything of him.

Just like Dan-Han, he had that inscrutable look that prevented someone from discerning his thoughts.

“President Lee is fine.” Tae-Ho assured her, but Eun-sun suspiciously narrowed her gaze at him. She sighed as she glanced at Dan-Han again.

.....

He seemed to be asleep, but she feared he wasn’t just sleeping. She felt like she was losing him.

It felt strange seeing Dan-Han lying still and unresponsive. He had always looked so intimidating and powerful that she had let herself believe that he could never be harmed, but she was wrong.

Seeing him this way made her realize he was just as human as everyone else, and that she could lose him, but Eun-sun didn’t want that.

She didn’t want to lose him. As a matter of fact, she couldn’t lose him. She slowly brushed her hand against his just as she has being doing in the last two hours. It was some sort of effort to remind him that she was there and was desperately waiting for him to open his eyes look at her the way only he ever did, like she was the only person he could see in this world.

He would be fine! She encouraged herself, choosing to believe in what Tae-Ho had said.

She turned Tae-Ho again. “How is my father?” She nervously asked. She hadn’t been able to bring herself to go see him since she ran out of his room the other time.

Mi-Cha must hate and blame her, she thought.

Eun-sun dreaded the expression she might see on Mi-Cha’s face, or Sena’s, because she was sure she’d be informed about what had happened to her husband, soon. That’s if she hasn’t been informed already.

Mi-Cha had asked her to come over the other time, but she couldn’t imagine why. If she didn’t blame her now, she was sure she’d blame her soon enough.

Their father had been fine and well, and had no reason to fight for his life until she came along, with a truckload of secrets and schemes to be uncovered.

“He’ll be fine after his surgery tomorrow.” Tae-Ho told her and just as he replied, a knock came on the door. He walked over to see who it was. He looked over to Eun-sun when he saw who was at the door. Eun-sun who had followed after him with her eyes was surprised when she saw Mi-Cha standing by the door.

Tae-Ho stepped aside and let her in, before excusing himself out of the room.

“You’re here?” Eun-sun asked with surprise. She had not expected to see Mi-Cha here. As a matter of fact, she hadn’t stepped out the room because she was hiding away.

“The men guarding dad’s room told me the room number.” Mi-Cha informed as she walked into the room and towards Dan-han’s bed. Her brows furrowed with concern as she looked at him before glancing over at Eun-sun who was anxiously looking at her.

“If you’re worried about Dad, then I advice you shouldn’t. Doctor Tan had said he’d be fine, so I believe he will be, and you should believe the same.” Mi-Cha told her.

Eun-sun awkwardly peered at her, not sure of what to say.

Noticing her strange look, Mi-Cha turned her gaze away from her and looked at Dan-Han. “How is he?” Mi-Cha asked and Eun-sun also looked at him.

“He said he’ll be awake in a few hours, but it’s been two already.” Eun-sun said with a despondent sigh.

“And by ‘he’ you mean that scary looking guy who just walked out?” Mi-Cha arched her brow as she glanced over her shoulder to the door Tae-Ho had walked past the moment she stepped in, and Eun-Sun nodded.

“He must be President Lee’s subordinate.” Mi-Cha reasoned.

“He is.”

Mi-Cha gave an understanding nod as she gazed back at Dan-Han, but Eun-sun couldn’t help but feel like Mi-Cha had something else she wanted to say, but was stopping herself from doing so.

Mi-Cha sighed as she kept looking at Dan-Han. She turned her gaze to Eun-sun. “I’m sure he’ll wake up soon. You don’t have to worry, everything will be fine.” Mi-Cha encouraged her, and Eun-sun agreeably nodded.

Eun-sun silently peered at Mi-Cha and her gaze suddenly turned guilty “Mi-Cha, are you not angry with me?” She cautiously asked, making Mi-Cha to confusedly frown at her.

“Angry with you? Why?” She asked confusedly.

Eun-sun lowered her gaze to evade Mi-Cha’s. “We both know none of this wouldn’t have happened if it weren’t because of me. It’s because of me he had to be in trouble and had been involved in an accident.” She guiltily muttered, while Mi-Cha’s frown slightly deepened.

“He wouldn’t have been in an accident if someone hadn’t messed with his child and family. You weren’t expecting him to sit still while someone tried to kill him and his child, were you?” Mi-Cha asked, arching a brow at her.

Of course not, Eun-sun replied in her thought, but she said nothing to Mi-Cha.

Mi-Cha hissed when she registered the guilty still hanging on Eun-sun’s face. “I can never blame you because you didn’t shoot at him, neither did you cause his accident. You’re a victim of someone’s treacherous schemes, as we all are. So there’s no need to blame you or anyone else other than the real culprit.” Mi-Cha told her matter of factly.

The real culprit? She muttered in her head. The real culprit was no other than Mi-Cha’s biological father, who she was currently acknowledging as her uncle.

Eun-Sun intently gazed at her after hearing what she had said.

Mi-Cha was by no chance what she had imagined she would be. The girl had been surprising her all morning, so much she was beginning to feel sad for her getting a father like the one that had birthed her.

Eun-sun couldn’t imagine how someone as crazy as Yong-Gun could get a child like Mi-Cha. She couldn’t imagine how hurt Mi-Cha would be when she finally discover the truth.

She would be hurt, no doubt. As a matter of fact, she’d be more than hurt, and she might be the one feeling guilty when the truth gets revealed.

“Eun-sun,” Mi-Cha suddenly called, snapping Eun-sun out of her thought.

“You do know the identity of the culprit, don’t you?” Mi-Cha suddenly asked, taking Eun-sun by surprise.

“Hmm?” Eun-sun mumbled, as she tried not to blink.

“The person who took you, you do know who he or she is, don’t you?” Mi-Cha asked again, her eyes keenly observing Eun-sun’s reaction to her question.

Eun-sun wondered why she was asking such a question now.

“Why? Why do you ask?” Eun-sun asked back. She wasn’t sure why Mi-Cha had asked, so she wanted to know if maybe it was something she had subconsciously said that had stirred up that question in her, that way she’d know how best to answer.

“That man at the hotel, you had seemed to know he wasn’t going to harm me. You dared him to shoot at me if only he could explain why his boss’ plan had failed. I’m certain you both were referring to the person who we’re all looking for.” She was sure of it, because no one else was after Eun-sun’s life except the person in question. And she wondered what any of it had to do with her.

Eun-Sun stiffly stared at Mi-Cha with no clue whatsoever on how to answer.

She had almost forgotten such a conversation had taken place in Mi-Cha’s presence. What was she to do now?

Eun-sun knew she couldn’t tell her the truth. She couldn’t tell her she was somewhat involved in this terrible scheme, as it would break the girl’s heart to know that the villain behind their family’s ordeal was her own biological father, who had taken her from her mother and adopted her to his own brother all for his selfish schemes. Mi-Cha might see herself as a pawn and she might hate herself for everything.

There was no way she was going to tell that.

“I...I don’t know his real identity.” Eun-sun lied, while Mi-Cha narrowed her gaze at her.