As Seoyeon was in Haneul's sight, she couldn't notice the two people whose gazes could not leave the others or whether Yeseul, her dearest maid felt her heart floated in first sight and somewhere heat rushes to her cheeks. Seoyeon was focus on seeing Han Anhye. Her guess wasn't wrong, it was indeed this man who the fortuneteller had married to but who was the fortuneteller then?
"I will quickly fetch it, milady," said Yeseul who then left in a hurry. Seeing Han Anhye's gaze linger on the door, Haneul wondered if he was curious of her maid and said, "She has been my maid since my childhood things roughly happened to her and I took her in."
"Took her in? You are of the same age, if I am not wrong?" The man asked and Haneul nodded with the warm smile that continue to settle on her lips.
