Vows and Bullets -
Chapter 85: Going Home Again (Part 2)
Chapter 85: Going Home Again (Part 2)
After that, we decided to go out and roam around the city. We all enjoyed ourselves and bought a few things we liked. Then, we went back home and rested. Of course, I had to share the room with my husband again. Sharing rooms had become routine for us, so I didn’t mind it anymore.
When morning came, we all ate breakfast together and decided to visit Yoon-Ah’s home. After preparing for a few hours and buying gifts for them, we headed out. Eun-Woo drove for us this time since he insisted it would help make him look like a doting husband. Honestly, I prefer driving to being a passenger, but oh well, for the sake of the mission and our should-be perfect facade, I conceded.
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[At the Lee residence / Coffee Shop...]
Wanting to surprise her a little, I sneakily walked towards her, who was standing at the counter at that time, drawing something on a sketchpad. She wore their coffee shop’s uniform, so her mother probably asked her to fill in for someone. But look at her being lazy again instead of catering to customers. Good thing there weren’t any around—just a few who were already seated and had their orders.
"One tall americano with hazelnut syrup, please," I ordered, acting as a customer.
"Would you like to have a cake with that?" she asked, not even looking at me.
She then stopped for a moment, finally recognizing my voice, and turned to me.
"Ye-Ji’ya! You’re here!" she beamed at me and hurried outside the counter to hug me. "I missed you! How’s your honeymoon? Is it over already?"
"Can you not ask me about the honeymoon, please?" I complained while hugging her back. "Mom already interviewed me about it."
"Ha-ha-ha! Of course, aunty will be curious. She wants a grandchild soon."
"Not too soon, please."
"Oh! You came with aunty and your husband."
"Yeah."
"Nice to see you again, Ms. Yoon-Ah," Eun-Woo greeted her and offered his hand for a shake.
Yoon-Ah shook his hand and greeted him back. My mother did too, but she soon fled upstairs where Yoon-Ah’s mother was, ready to gossip with her it seemed. They had always been close, like Yoon-Ah and me.
"We brought something which mom already carried upstairs."
"Ha-ha-ha! Yes, I saw that," she chuckled. "Come and sit down where you please. I’m so sorry I can’t leave the counter for now since the one on shift today will be coming a little late."
"That’s okay."
I then sat by the counter so I could be near her. Eun-Woo sat beside me.
"Anything you want to drink or eat?" Yoon-Ah asked. "It’s on the house."
"It’s okay. We already ate."
"Aishhh," she sighed and clicked her tongue. "I wanted to show my coffee-making skills."
"Alright, fine. You know what coffee I like."
"The opposite of what you said earlier—a sweet iced caramel macchiato."
"Thank you."
"And for your husband?" she asked Eun-Woo.
"Hmm..." he thought for a moment and looked at the menu. "Extra hot cappuccino, please."
"Hot? Are you sure? It’s summer, and it’s scorching hot outside."
But Eun-Woo just smiled at her, sure of his order.
"Yes, that’s fine."
"Alright."
Yoon-Ah then made the coffee and even gave each of us a slice of cake that went well with our coffee.
While she made the coffee, I took a look at her notebook that was lying open on the countertop beside me.
"Let’s see what you were drawing earlier," I murmured to myself as I looked at it.
As I guessed, it was another drawing of a man—a handsome man. Though her art wasn’t realistic, I could still tell it was supposed to be a handsome man. I’ve seen many of her drawings, and she does it like how webtoon artists or manhwa artists do—beautiful, fictional, yet looked ethereal.
"Your art has improved greatly," I complimented her. "It’s more balanced now, and your strokes are lighter. You don’t have problems with curved lines either."
"Awwww, thank you so much," she giggled. "I worked so hard for it. And it also helped that I had a handsome customer earlier who agreed that I draw him."
"Ooohh," I said in a teasing tone. "What a way to flirt with a customer."
"I wasn’t flirting. I just asked if I could draw him since he’s so handsome."
"Really, huh?"
"I swear!" she raised her right hand. "You should have seen him! He looks like an idol."
"Now, you’re lying. Since when did you learn to lie?"
"Aish. It’s really true. If only he had agreed to take his picture, I could have shown you. Too bad he’s too private. Well, at least he allowed me to draw him. Thus, the beautiful image of a prince you are seeing right now."
"Pft! Did he look like a prince? I thought you drew a dark wizard."
"What?! No way! It’s not supposed to be a dark wizard! Is my art that bad?"
Yoon-Ah then quickly grabbed the notebook in my hand and surveyed it, worried she drew it wrong.
"Ha-ha-ha. I’m just kidding. He does look like a prince—a dark prince, maybe. Since you shaded his hair dark."
"Tsk. You really lack creative sense," she complained. "How about you, Mr. Husband? What do you think of it? Is it good?"
"Hey, why are you asking him?"
"He’s good with business, right? He should be able to tell if an artwork has value or not."
Turning to Eun-Woo, he handed the notebook to him.
"Are you sure? I’m not an artist, so my opinion might not be accurate."
"It’s okay. Go ahead and tell me what you think. Ye-Ji’ya is my friend, so she could be saying it’s good, and it improved even if it didn’t just to cheer me up. The opinion of a third party will be more trustworthy."
"Hey! I’m giving you honest opinions. How dare you doubt my answers," I complained.
Yoon-Ah and I bickered more while Eun-Woo carefully assessed the drawing.
By the time we fished, Eun-Woo was still looking at the drawing as if mesmerized by it. He was smiling, too, but his smile... was mixed with a bit of loneliness. I wonder if the drawing reminded him of something? It was a drawing of a prince, so maybe... a book with a prince as a character? Or a movie? Or was it something else?
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