"What was that? How can-"
Iseul was extremely conflicted, still convincing her mind not to believe that.
After dinner, Kwan made his way towards Choi's room, once giving a checking stare around the hallway.
He opened the door and found Choi napping peacefully.
"What are you doing here, brother?"
Woo-sunk's voice strikes mild thunder in his heart. Kwan veered around, masking his mildly frightened face.
Spotting a reasonable glare from Woo-sunk, Kwan stepped across the doorway and came out, shutting the door.
"Since when did you start to like her?" Asked Kwan.
"That's nothing to do with you," Woo-sunk firmly stated.
"I won't allow you to marry her if it wasn't love," in a consequential way, Kwan apprised him.
A soft scoff escaped Woo-sunk's lips, and he sarcastically asked, "Who are you to decide her future, brother?"
"I'm your brother. Without love, you can't make a perfect life."