Chapter 14
I stood there for a while, just blankly staring at Yoon Taeo.
"What, you think just because it’s after work hours, you don’t have to do it?"
"N-No, not at all!"
His voice had already sharpened into that familiar prickly tone, and I had to yank myself together and rush into the kitchen.
"It’s just... it’s just that you don’t usually eat things like ramen, sir, so it caught me off guard.
It wasn’t like I was trying to hint about overtime pay or anything...."
I frantically pulled out a pot, filled it with bottled water, and dug out the ramen I had carefully hidden where he couldn’t easily find it.
"...So you even boil ramen with bottled water."
"..."
"And you had it hidden there."
The kimchi fridge was my secret treasure trove — the one place I was sure Yoon Taeo would never look.
Instead of kimchi, it was stuffed with ramen, pickled radish, canned ham.