If you are a human...

"And Yeom Tae-ssi," The therapist continued further, "Don't be scared to ask her." He said, "I'm sure she can tell you about her feelings more than I ever could." 

That was true. Yeom Tae wondered if he was ever necessarily scared to ask her something. 

"What if she tried to brush it off?" Yeom Tae asked, almost as if he was accepting the fact that he was scared to ask her himself. 

The therapist hummed as he gave it a quick thought, "There's two options in that case." He said, "You can ask her sometime later, depending on when her mood is good. Or you can try to extract your answers indirectly." He added. "I'm sure you will just find out that you were forgiven without a grudge." 

Yeom Tae looked down. Everything that the therapist had said was correct. It was correct in an offensive way because Yeom Tae felt his self-respect drowning every time the therapist said something. 

The therapist cleared his throat, "Can I ask when you got married?"