7 The Good Times, Before It All Went Wrong (2/2)

As she was sweeping, a loud, booming voice suddenly called out from the entranceway, giving her a fright.

”Dad?” She called out in surprise. She glanced at the clock. It was a few hours too early for him to come back and she wondered if something was wrong. ”Did something happen? Why is Dad home so early?”

The man grinned, and drunkenly stepped into the house. However, his steps were unsteady and he almost fell.

Yeo Ri quickly helped him stand up and supported him. Smelling the alcohol, her nose wrinkled. She frowned, ”Dad, have you been drinking? What about work?”

”Work? I took a day offfffff!” He chuckled.

”What?” Yeo Ri's eyes widened. They were barely making ends meet, and he took a day off? Even if he just came back from a business trip, that was no excuse to skip work. He didn't even go that far; his business trip had only been two towns away! What's more, it seemed like he had spent a lot of money on drinking. Yeo Ri wanted to cry out and felt indignation rising in her heart, but kept it in. Who knew what he might do if she went and sounded him out in this condition.

Yeo Ri sighed, ”Forget it. Dad, I'll help you to your room.”

Along the way, Lee Do Joon, her father, kept babbling about one thing or another.

”Dad, where are your keys?”

Lee Do Joon had always kept his own room locked away from his children, as if there was something he was hiding. Hyuk had once tried to enter the forbidden room, but he was found out and their father had beaten him with an inch of his life. Back then, she cried so much that she ended up with a fever the next day.

”Riiiight heeeere,” in his inebriated state, it took him a few moments to take out his room key, and even longer to put it in the right place.

Finally, the door was unlocked and she finally got a chance to look at the forbidden place.

The room seemed rather normal. It was neither too big nor too small. A cabinet was placed on one side of the room and a folded-up table leaned on it. On the opposite side of the door was a closed window. All in all, there was nothing unusual about the room on the surface.

The bed was already laid out on the floor. Clearly, he never bothered making his bed.

Yeo Ri helped him sit on the bed, then prepared to leave. However, a hand stopped her. Lee Do Joon suddenly grabbed his daughter's arm tightly.

”You.”