Chaotic Nights — Chapter 113. Suspicious

Translator: Atlas

Weekly Chapter 3/6

Eunha, who placed a bookmark in the book, closed it with a stern expression. Maybe due to her difficulty sleeping, she felt weighed down.

The reason was the letter that disappeared. She thought all night about various possibilities, but couldn’t come up with a clear answer. Who had taken the letter? She was glad that Young Master Shihoon had done it, but had it fallen into someone else’s hands?

Eunha shook her head. Then Jihak laughed.

“What’s on your mind? You look worried.”

Eunha, who had been lost in thought, looked at him in surprise. The morning sun cast a deep shadow on one side of his face.

“It’s nothing significant. I’m just thinking about whom I should give my sister’s letter.”

The moment her eyes met Jihak’s, she averted her gaze because she felt guilty. He tapped his fingers on his knee.

It meant it was time for him to tie up her hair.

Eunha crawled towards him. She sat with her back to him. Jihak opened the drawer, took out a beautiful silk cord and began to braid her hair.

She liked the way Jihak stroked her hair.

Jihak personally braided her hair. Initially, it was just a mischievous act, but he grew accustomed to it over time. His skills had improved.

“I’ll order Yuljae to do it.”

When she saw her reflection in the mirror, Eunha turned away from him. Jihak clicked his tongue. Even as she fled, he pulled her back. Their knees touched. He kissed her briefly.

—I’ll give it to you my affection…

His voice echoed in her head.

He was a man who knew no affection. Eunha wanted to ask him what affection he meant.

“Again.”

Jihak said with a smile on his lips as she was stunned.

“I am curious about your thoughts.”

“Huh.”

“Tell me.”

“I struggled to get a good night’s sleep. Anyway, you have to eat.”

Eunha got up.

“Together.”

“Together?”

“Yes.”

Eunha, who felt a little uncomfortable, left the room.

Maybe it was so dark last night that I couldn’t find it.

She headed for the kitchen. The time when the attendants are most occupied. Eunha entered the kitchen where Jihak’s meal was being prepared.

“Jihak asked you to prepare a soban for two people.”

While those words may have surprised her, Yeom added food for another person in the soban with an indifferent face.

“Can I carry the soban now?”

“Do you want me to carry it?”

“I can do it.”

That was when Gari entered the kitchen with a soban.

“I’m worried you won’t be able to handle it.”

Eunha, who looked closely at the soban Gari had brought, cocked her head to one side. Surely this soban came from Yuljae’s room, but there was cutlery for two people.

“Looks like the warrior ate with someone today.”

Gari, taken aback by the question, quietly looked away.

Eunha narrowed her eyes.

“You look suspicious.”

“The warrior ate two bowls of rice.”

“Ah…”

Eunha left the kitchen with Gari. Despite her small body, she carried the soban with agility. Gari stopped her in the drawing room.

“Take this.”

Eunha, who saw the note Gari had given her, looked confused. However, Gari proceeded to Jihak’s room without offering any further explanation.

Eunha carefully opened the note.

***