Chapter 75

Chapter 75

[Even if it means turning the world into an enemy (3)]

You were too reckless.

Park Sang-jin opened his mouth, which he had kept tightly shut since entering his office.

As the Fairy you should know how to cherish your body. Even just a moment ago, you could have gotten yourself injured.

He felt horrible even thinking about it now.The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))

Even if the Italian ambassador, Zenko Myron, had been insulting, he was a member of the Tredeci, a player with the skill of the Twelve.

But she, a non-player, had lost her temper and provoked him.

She was the only person in Korea who possessed the gift of White Silver .

As a fairy, it was important for her to maintain her dignity, but she wanted him to realize that her presence would determine the future of the country.

From now on, please give us orders. The bodyguards are here not only to protect you, but to destroy those who pose a threat to you.

You still seem to think of yourself as an actress beloved by the people, but its time you realized that youre a fairy goddess-

Park Sang-jin.

Ga-eul, who had been listening, interrupted.

Is that your opinion as an escort or as the manager of actress Im Ga-eul?

Sang-jin remained silent.

Taking a step back, he hesitated, unsure of how to respond.

He couldnt tell what she wanted him to say. He could read her mind as a former actress, but he couldnt read her mind as a woman who chose to be a fairy.

His answer, after a long silence, was neither.

With all due respect, I hope you will have the awareness of being a fairy.

Ugh, coward.

What?

San-jin glared at Jung-hyun in disbelief.

Jung-hyun shook his head and pouted his lips.

As long as youre good at your job, you still dont know how women feel.

Lee Jung-hyun. Youre not in a position to say that. Didnt I clearly tell you to keep your feelings to yourself?

Yes. Im sorry.

Jung-hyun, who had been acting like an ass, quickly straightened up.

Ga-eul sighed and waved her hands in the air.

Ive had enough, so Ill forgive you this time. But you know?

Yes. I know. I wont do that next time.

Jung-hyun was relieved that his punishment didnt end with a pay cut.

Hed be happy with a pay cut, but he didnt want to be thrown over a mountain and told to learn the basics all over again.

Then, as he left to prepare the cake, he brought up a story hed heard from the scribe earlier.

By the way, I heard they brought a Maserati GranTurismo as a commemoration of their visit from Italy.

Maserati? GranTurismo?

Yes. I heard it from an employee at the Italian embassy. They said it was a car that Big Mama favored.

They gave that to me now?

Im Ga-eul put down her pen and asked with a tense expression.

It was an overwhelming presence that made one take a step back.

Jung-hyun apologized and corrected himself.

Thats why I asked as well. I asked why they were giving the car that Big Mama used to ride. They said the Maserati GranTurismo is not only bulletproof but also made of a premium alloy with strong resistance to mana

Jung-hyun. Are you a guard or a car dealer? Just give me the main point.

Yes, Im sorry. They said Big Mama wanted to present you with the GranTurismo, expressing her affection.

Im Ga-eul glared at him with discomfort.

Jung-hyun felt like a frog in front of a snake under the scrutinizing gaze.

Hey, Sang-jin hyung! Help me out a bit!

He glanced at Sang-jin with his peripheral vision.

Sang-jin turned his head. He didnt want to jump into the fire unnecessarily.

So they gave it to me as a gift from Big Mama. Yeah, tell them to let you drive it.

What? A Maserati? The GranTurismo?

Even so, Jung-hyun couldnt understand.

It may have been a car someone else had driven, but it was a Maserati. It was the GranTurismo.

It was a sedan manufactured by a world-renowned sports car company.

Moreover, it was not only bulletproof, but also perfectly engineered with mana resistance, a premium vehicle.

Did she not know how much the value of overseas sports cars had risen in the domestic market since End of the Century Destruction?

Jung-hyun inwardly raised an eyebrow.

I dont ride cars that others have ridden. Besides, I prefer Lamborghini.

Lamborghini is great, but Maserati is also amazing.

I understand that you didnt really like those Italian spaghetti bastards, but still, do you want a sports car, especially someone elses?

Well, Im not particularly fond of those Italian spaghetti kids either, but it seems like Big Mama genuinely wants to give you the car she used to ride as a sign of affection

No, it wont work. You will go to the mountains for a while

Yes, Fairys words are absolutely correct!

Jung-hyuns attitude change was immediate.

Sang-jin, who was watching from the side, sighed in pity.

Dont think Big Mama sent this as a gesture of love.

Ga-eul said to the escorts.

She had never met Big Mama in person.

She had only heard rumors about Big Mama through Japan, China, and the United States.

People said they didnt know what Big Mama was thinking.

Sigh, theres nothing I can do.

Sang-jin kept his mouth shut.

Before becoming a fairy and even after becoming one.

She still had a heart as strong as steel.

La~ lulu~ lu lulu~ lulu~

Julietta hummed a tune.

As she walked down the street after leaving the hospital, she seemed happier than ever.

So this is what happiness feels like.

She stopped in her tracks.

The sunlight was warm. The weather, entering early summer, was not as hot as she had expected.

Was the weather in Sicily like this too?

She recalled the days she had spent in Sicily.

It wasnt just filled with bad memories.

If anything, there were more good memories.

Thats why she sometimes longed for her homeland.

Although she never told him.

I guess I cant show it to you.

She placed her hand on her belly.

Her belly hadnt swollen yet.

But it felt as if the baby inside was moving.

Congratulations. Youre pregnant. Youre already entering the 6th week.

Today, she received the news of her pregnancy.

It was the news she had been hoping for since leaving Italy and settling in Korea.

She couldnt describe how lovely Eunae was.

How much she longed for a child every time she saw her.

A child with the person she loves.

Finally, it bore fruit.

Ah!

She stopped stroking her belly and pulled out her phone as she remembered something.

Ill have to let Bru know soon. Ah, maybe its better to tell him in person?

Then Ill just give him a hint.

Julieta waited for the toot-toot signal.

Soon enough, Bruno picked up the phone.

Bruno, its me!

[Yeah. Lunch?]

Im on my way to eat. Have you eaten?

[Me too. Im on my way to eat. Did you go to the doctor? Are you feeling okay?]

A concerned voice on the other end of the phone.

The feeling of being the center of attention for a loved one is always indescribable.

I wanted to tell him right away.

But it wasnt the right time to say it.

I wanted to tell him face to face, and see his face light up with joy.

Im feeling fine. Anything you want for dinner?

[Not really. Dont cook. If you want something, Ill make it].

Bru. I know I cant cook. Of course I was going to buy it.

[Oh, yeah].

Bru.

[Yeah, Julie].

You need to come in early today.

[Okay.]

I hung up the phone.

I was happy.

She hadnt been this happy since shed left Italy.

She started walking. She stopped and put her hand on her stomach.

May this happiness continue.

May this happiness continue.

She basked in the bliss of early summer.

May the happiness continue.

May it continue.

Who is this, Julieta Valentine?

May the happiness go on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on.

How have you been, youve gotten a lot prettier since I last saw you.

Ah. Aaa-aah.

But what am I going to do about this?

Zenko Myron frowned.

Its time for the bluebird to go back to his cage.

Happiness, it goes on.

Only while you dream.