135 The Madam Confronts the Illegitimate Daughter (1/2)

The meal was nearing its end.

Except for Yeo Ri who was eating at a snail's pace, practically everyone had placed down their cutleries on the empty bowls and plates.

After taking several more bites, Yeo Ri could no longer shove any more food down her throat. While her penny-pinching heart ached at the sight of the leftover food, there was nothing she could do since her stomach felt so full, it might burst.

”Thank you for the meal. I've enjoyed it,” Yeo Ri politely bowed her head towards the two elders.

”It's fine. I'm glad you did,” Heo Woo Seung replied with a happy smile. His eyes curved as he thought about how much Yeo Ri seemed to enjoy the food. It seems like it was a good idea to have chosen this restaurant.

”Ah, please excuse me. I need to use the bathroom,” Yeo Ri slowly got up, placing a hand over her over-stuffed belly. Her face was slightly pale and she felt as if she could puke at any second.

”Yeo Ri-ah, are you alright?” Gun, as caring as ever, noticed her condition and supported her back.

”I feel a little bloated...” Yeo Ri softly said to Gun.

”Do you need me to come with you?” He asked, his brows furrowed. He should have watched her food intake earlier, but Yeo Ri had been eating with such relish that he couldn't bear to stop her. It had been a while since she had such an appetite and ate so well.

Yeo Ri shook her head. ”I can go alone,” she smiled up at him, then left for the bathroom.

After emptying the contents of her stomach, Yeo Ri rinsed her mouth. She glanced at her reflection on the mirror. She looked somewhat better but her eyes were slightly red. Gun might worry so she washed her face and hoped that it might reduce the redness.

”Miss Yeo Ri?” A voice called out to her suddenly, startling the younger girl.

She turned to look at the person who had called her, surprised to see that it was Mrs. Heo.

”Ah—hello,” she bowed her head in a fluster. She wondered what the woman wanted.

The woman stood by the door with her hands crossed. She had a contemplative look as she stared at the younger girl. Finally, after a while, she parted her lips and spoke, ”You look like a carbon copy of her, huh.”

”Yes?” Yeo Ri flinched.

”Your mother was a beauty, wasn't she? And you're even more beautiful than I expected. More beautiful than your mother, if I do say so myself,” Mrs. Heo approached her with a smile, her heels clacking loudly in the empty bathroom.

”D-do you know my mother, Auntie?” Yeo Ri forced herself to smile, taking a step back from the intimidating woman. Still, she was unsure what the woman's objective was. Scaring her? Threat, maybe?

It was not her fault that such thoughts circled her mind; she was the illegitimate daughter that her husband had with his mistress. Under normal circumstances, it was not strange for Yeo Ri to be treated badly by the legal wife.

Noticing the vigilance in her gaze, the woman chuckled, stopping in her tracks and raising her hands as if in surrender. ”Don't worry. I meant no harm. I just wanted to talk.”