Chapter 235.2

Chapter 235.2

The onions emitted a sweet smell as they cooked golden brown. He activated the induction vent and expertly adjusted the heat. Technically, Lee Wooshin had retired from active duty in the field.

“Sh*t, I forgot the salt.”

He only led the company operations and mission commands, rarely ever going out into the field himself.

Right now, recruiting skilled people was the top priority, and above all, the honeymoon came first.

Nonetheless, the company, initially consisting of only four people, had rapidly grown to a scale capable of managing at least five special teams within just a few months.

The number of soldiers retiring early would only continue to rise, and Lee Wooshin, regardless of nationality, didn’t hesitate to personally go and recruit them.

Like the French Foreign Legion, he planned to hire individuals from diverse backgrounds, nationalities, and ethnicities.

“Tell the kids to be careful. Money’s overflowing, so tell them not to starve.”

Currently, Yuze Company had infiltrated Israel to help the children. The news of corruption in the UN’s Israeli branch was especially shocking.

While international organizations meant to help the world failed in their role, Lee Wooshin shifted all company standards to focus on “children” to prevent repeating the sins of Solzhenitsyn.

They already had plenty of money. So, instead of being swayed by political gain, the company focused solely on finding which side would create a world where children could live.

In particular, for children suffering from civil wars or conflicts, he didn’t hesitate to send teams.

The Israel-Hamas war.

With forty percent of the casualties being children, hospitals were steadily shutting down.

There were no police, no military, nothing at the hospitals. They were running out of fuel, medical supplies were gone, and the buildings were under attack. That’s why Yuze Company had sent their team there.

“He Channa, hang up. The onions are burning.”

Lee Wooshin smiled as he glanced at the bedroom where his wife would be peacefully sleeping. He had never dreamed of or thought about a future like this. Though it was an entirely new life he had never experienced, everything felt like it was falling into place.

The mere fact that my wife is sleeping inside there…

—By the way, your husband’s codename was “Masukaмаска.” He has so many faces, so they gave him that name…!

Seoryeong, who had kicked off the blanket and gotten dressed, interrupted Na Wonchang’s chatter before it could stretch on too long.

“I’ve decided on a codename.”

—Oh! Could it be “Owl”?

The fact that her codename was “Owl” was something Seoryeong had managed to get out of Lee Wooshin by coaxing him.

What did he say? A bird with big, pretty eyes that crosses through the darkness? It was too embarrassing for her to say aloud.

Still, her husband, who wanted to keep this nickname as a personal pet name, refused to tell her outright. He still liked to call her “My Owl, My Owl” while kissing her eyes or holding her tightly, as if to crush her.

The operational codename had eventually turned into an affectionate nickname, often slipping out during their intimate moments. In truth, Seoryeong found it awkward and a little embarrassed, but…

“So,” she said, “Yani.”

—Huh?

“I’ll go with ‘Yani.'”

That was Lee Wooshin’s mother’s name. Saying it made her heart beat a little faster. It was an unfamiliar name, but she liked it a lot. She also liked the fact that it was someone’s mother’s name.

“I’ll try to have a safe, smooth day at work.”

As Seoryeong tidied the bed, she looked at the framed photos on the wall.

The first wedding photo of Kim Hyun and the Owl.

The black wedding dress photo of Lee Wooshin and Seoryeong.

And…

A photo of them smiling, their faces pressed together beneath a dazzling horizon, somewhere in a paradise.

There were no empty frames left here anymore.

Now, she thought, she needed to hang up photos that would capture all the seasons; spring, summer, fall, and winter.

She opened the bedroom door and looked at Lee Wooshin, who was struggling with the fire. A small smile escaped her lips.

‘I’m deceiving my husband.’

‘I’ll be found out soon, though.’

“Seoryeong, what are you thinking right now?”

He suddenly asked, furrowing his brow. She had no particular thought, but as she responded, his gaze swept over her face with a strange intensity.

His look suddenly turned sharp for no reason, and Seoryeong had to work hard to maintain her expression. Honestly, he’s just too perceptive…!

Her heart began to beat faster, uncontrollably. The spring sunlight poured over her face as she shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly. It was a peaceful day in their honeymoon home.

[The End. Epilogue on the next page.]