After Baekryeongeom’s dramatic entrance and the mess she created, I somehow managed to shoo away the onlookers who had been staring at us like we were some kind of spectacle. I decided to have a private conversation with her, although cleaning up the situation felt impossible.

She had embarrassed me thoroughly, wailing and grabbing onto my pants like that. Who could have predicted that a woman in her middle age would suddenly throw a tantrum like a child?

Just recalling the event made me cringe. I prayed that no strange rumors would start spreading, but with someone like Woo-hyuk around—whose …