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When Irene was free on weekdays, she would call Lisa over. The other never wanted anyone to pick her up, nor did she come in through the front gates. She only flipped in through the balcony. When everything was over, she would flip out again. She said it was a special service, that she was allowing Irene to experience "how Romeo and Juliet felt".
Irene was secretly amused: It had already been decades since the end of the twenty-first century, but some people still cared about this stuff. Thus, she found the security footage from a hidden camera to observe how Lisa entered and exited.
She watched the entrance twice. She watched the exit twice.
Glued to the wall, sneakily running forward with tiny steps, just like a little mouse after stealing food.
Irene couldn't help laughing out loud.
And then she turned around and told the butler not to stop Lisa.
The butler immediately answered, "We only let her in because we realized early on that it was Miss Lisa. The security for the villa is quite careful."
Everyone had gotten used to her flipping, so didn't look out for it. Who would've thought that an accident would happen.
Speaking of, Lisa should also be awarded a "Most Dedicated to Performance". After landing on the ground, she even remembered to start rolling from Irene's garden to the road outside.
But the garden was so big. How could she roll the whole way?
Thus, she got stuck in a bunch of flowers. She was curled up into a little ball. Her back was trembling. It looked like she was in great pain.
Irene only took a glance, yet her chest already hurt so much, like someone had taken a hammer and pounded it. Her hands and feet felt cold.
"What are you playing at?!" She was panicked, so her tone was a bit rough.
Lisa shook in fright. "Sorry, sorry. I just thought that there probably wouldn't be a need for me anymore, so I could head back first to finish drawing my homework, sorry..."
Irene looked at the bloody mess of her elbows and knees and observed how Lisa didn't even dare to cry out in pain. Instead, she was still carefully smiling in apology. Irene's entire being felt sick. A deep furrow appeared between her eyebrows. With clenched teeth, she found an angle where she wouldn't touch Lisa's injuries and carefully gathered her into her arms.
"Don't move around. If you mess up the wound, it'll scar. Is your bone injured? What did you land on?"
Lisa hurriedly plastered a huge smile on her face. "I'm fine. It was just a small fall."
Irene wanted to say something else.
She opened her mouth, but nothing came out. With a dark expression, she told the butler to bring out the distilled water. She would first clean Lisa's wounds.
At this time, the butler appeared.
The people from the agency followed.
Lisa instantly hid her face. She pressed a hand on the ground and struggled to get out of Irene's embrace. "Miss Bae, you can put me down."
Irene was in the middle of rinsing the wound on her leg, so wasn't prepared for such an action. The water suddenly ended up spilling all over her hand. She looked down and noticed that the knee wound that had almost stopped bleeding was red with fresh blood again.
"Don't move! Stop moving around!" In her panic, her tone changed.
Lisa quivered in fear. "I......there are......people......"
"No shit! Should there be ghosts instead?"
"The people from the agency are here too. They're all watching," Lisa weakly warned. "You're such a big artist......"
"Let them watch if they want! I'm such a big artist, so what if I keep someone at home?!"
Lisa still wanted to say something.
Irene cut her off, expression foul. "If you keep acting out of line, I'll deduct your pay."
This time, she had hit where it hurt.
Lisa hurriedly buried her face into Irene's chest obediently. She stopped speaking and stopped moving.
Soon after, the ambulance they had called arrived.
Irene didn't trust anybody else. In the end, she personally carried Lisa onto the ambulance.
As soon as the doors closed, her wrist felt heavy. She looked down. Lisa was tugging on her sleeve. "Sunbaenim, I-I really didn't mean to cause trouble. I......"
Right now, the rims of her eyes were truly red. She looked on the verge of crying, but kept biting the corners of her mouth, not daring to actually cry.
Irene paused.
She regretted being so harsh with her words. She had scared the other. Irene hurriedly rubbed Lisa's messy hair. "It's not your fault. It's my fault."
This was the truth.
Today, she had been the one lacking in self-control. She had taken the other too roughly.
The room was on the third floor.
No matter how nimble Lisa was normally, Irene shouldn't have let her jump down from such a height, Lisa never worried, never knew her own limits, but what about Irene? She should've at least told the butler to keep an eye on Lisa and stop her from running around.
If she could've known beforehand, she would've put a ladder outside the balcony for her. She's not a monkey after all, nor a Tarzan. Did she try to copy that big one artist concept solo teaser? I might give her hanging chain as well, Irene scoffed.
But Lisa is Lisa. Her eyes were still red. She pursed her lips and pitifully looked over.
"You're not used to sitting in this car. Stretch your legs a bit more to this side, or it'll be uncomfortable. Careful not to bump your head." Irene was completely impressed by her thought process.
"It's really not your fault. The medical bills are my responsibility. I'll pay you five times what your normal wages are. Keep the receipts for your spendings over summer break. No matter how much you spend, I'll reimburse you." Irene sighed.
Lisa froze.
Irene had a general idea of what she was thinking. She pinched the other's slightly red nose and said, "What? Don't believe me? Haven't I already spent a lot on you? When haven't I given you two or three times the amount you needed? Why would I lie to you?"
Lisa finally stopped crying and smiled instead. "Thank you, Sunbaenim."
Irene leaned down and gently kissed her wet eyelashes. "You ah, such a little money grubber."
The hospital was Irene's own hospital.
Though the examination was tedious——after all, Irene was somewhat paranoid, so she didn't skip any procedures, including X-rays, CT scans, MRI scans——it went by very quickly. Irene carried Lisa to each different room, reluctant to set her down. If the other even said one extra word of refusal, she would threaten to withdraw payment. Lisa really had no other options. She could only keep her head buried in Irene's chest like a tiny quail, ears flushed red.
Soon after, the results came back: there was nothing serious, only a few scratches.
Irene finally relaxed.
But she still wouldn't let the doctor go and kept asking, why did she bleed so much? Is losing this much blood dangerous? Will it scar?
After receiving the reply that it wouldn't be a hindrance, that she only needed to rest a lot, and that a good recovery wouldn't leave a scar, Irene finally heaved a secret sigh of relief.
The doctor noticed that their biggest sponsor was extremely nervous, so didn't dare to make even the slightest error. Though it wasn't anything serious, he still asked if Lisa wanted to stay in the hospital for a brief observation period. Irene thought about it. The hospital's VIP conditions were alright, but ultimately weren't as good as the environment at home. She shook her head.
"Summon a reliable doctor to the house."
She then ordered the butler who had come with her to tell the family doctor to head to the villa and wait.
Lisa quietly protested, "It's not even a big deal. Let's not disrupt so many people......"
"I'm the one who decides whether or not it's a big deal." Irene hadn't had anywhere to expel her anger. This was also in front of outsiders. From the strands of her hair to the tips of her toenails, she exuded the air of a domineering a leader of big girl group.
Normally, Lisa didn't ever cause her embarrassment, even in private. Not to mention that Irene was in a bad mood right now. And there were people next to them.
She immediately obediently quieted. She buried herself in Irene's chest compliantly and docilely, allowing the other to embrace her.
With a whole entourage, Irene carried her into the car. A parade of cars followed back to the villa. In front of everyone, Irene picked her up again and walked her into their room.
Lisa was truly tired. She had been held down and "eaten" so viciously by Irene. Then, this accident had followed. On the way back, she had started nodding off while still curled up in Irene's arms. As soon as her head hit the pillow, she could no longer keep her eyes open. However, she still remembered to tug on the corner of Irene's shirt.
"Thank you, Sunbaenim. I've caused trouble for you today."
She didn't speak very clearly. Her words seemed to be caught in her throat, like those of a furry, newborn animal.
Irene didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
She squeezed the other's wrist to make her let go, then pushed back the hairs on her forehead. She leaned down and kissed the spot between Lisa's eyebrows. "Sleep. It was no trouble at all. You're mine. If anything happens to you, I should naturally take care of it."
The tips of Lisa's ears were so red they were almost transparent. She had no response. She could only hide her face deeper in the blankets.
Irene walked into the bathroom and wrung out a towel. After, she walked back out and helped Lisa wipe her face. She also carefully helped her change into pajamas. Irene stayed there, listening to the other's breathing slowly even out, before finally quietly exiting the room. She closed the door behind herself.
It would be a lie if she said she wasn't busy.
The numbers for the recent concert were huge. There were also a lot of TV shows involved. Not to mention, she was one of stockholder in the agency. Even though she was Bae Irene, she still didn't dare to lower her guard.
She walked downstairs and headed into the living room. Those who had come in the afternoon were still there, as expected. They randomly spread out beside the tea table. Laptops and notebooks were splayed all over the floor.
Irene rubbed the spot between her eyebrows and sincerely reflected on her own wrongdoings to them. She harshly criticized herself for "delaying official business because of personal business and causing everyone to have to work overtime", then called the butler to bring everyone an evening snack. Thus, they finally began urgently working.
This business took all the way until the second half of the night.
After finally ending their meeting, she told the butler to prepare guest rooms in the neighboring building for the workers that couldn't head home. When everything was completed, the sky was already starting to lighten in the east.
She was worried about disrupting Lisa's rest, so found an empty guest room to take a quick shower in before walking back to her own room while drying her hair.
She had originally thought that she would see Lisa looking like an angel while asleep.
Unexpectedly, she heard hoarse sleep talking that sounded like someone was crying inside.
She walked forward quickly.
Lisa was sandwiched between the heavy blankets and pillow. Only her tiny face could be seen. It was covered in cold sweat, pale as paper.
"Ah, Chaeng-ah, don't be like this...... It hurts...... Chaeng-ah, ...... Stop, be gentler...... It hurts......"
Irene's expression turned dark.
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