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Deok Mi,

doesn't my head feel heavy?

It seems like your arm has gone numb.

No, it's not heavy at all.

Your head is lighter than I thought.

Thank you for sharing your secret with me.

I'm thankful too.

For being a person who I can talk to comfortably.

It's a secret that I've kept to myself for three years.

Now that I've gotten it out, I feel so relieved.

I know.

I'll lend you my ear again whenever you need it.

You've lent me your hand, and even your ear.

What shall I lend you?

I'll give that some more thought.

Can you write promissory notes and stuff?

- Shall we go? - Yes.

Director Gold, I'll take you home tonight.

- You will? - Yes.

- How will you take me home? - In your car.

How can that be taking me home?

I'll be driving my car to my home.

So? Does that mean no?

No, I love it.

Let's go.

(Episode 13: Always With You, Even When You're Alone)

Didn't you say you would take me home?

We're all here now.

It isn't your home yet.

Up to the front door then?

You just want me to leave?

What shall we play today then?

Since we did something I'm good at last time, it's your turn tonight.

Something I'm good at?

You promised to do something I'm good at.

Whatever it is, it won't be easy beating me.

- Do you really think so? - Yes.

You'll see.

Ryan! Hello, Ms. Sung.

Hello.

This is Ryan, who lives upstairs, and his girlfriend.

He likes me a lot.

Shi An must pester you so much.

Oh, this is my mom.

It's nice to meet you. I'm Ryan Gold.

Hello, I'm Sung Deok Mi.

Shi An gets lonely easily and likes company.

He's not a weirdo or anything.

Mom, you're making me sound like a real weirdo.

Ryan, Ms. Sung, good night.

Mr. Cha.

The damaged painting has been restored successfully.

Okay.

- I knew it. - Knew what?

I wondered who Shi An took after to be so handsome,

and his mom is so beautiful.

I guess that's the power of genes, right?

Oh, you must've come here to see Cha Shi An.

Why don't you just go after him then?

Can I?

It's your painting, right?

You remembered these paintings?

Of course.

You were extremely upset.

When grandpa got rid of them without telling you.

I wanted to find all of them, but it wasn't easy.

I'm looking forward to finding a few more before the exhibition.

Mom, that guy in the elevator is the director of a gallery.

He's very famous for his taste in art.

He suggested it first.

He said he liked your paintings and wanted to exhibit them.

Shi An.

I'm really grateful that you found these for me,

but I don't want to...

exhibit these paintings.

This painting... These paintings are...

I know.

I know, Mom.

I know what you're going to say, but can you...

Can you just do it for yourself?

Can't you be selfish just this once?

No, I can't do that.

And I shouldn't.

Then what about for me?

Can you at least think about it for my sake?

Let's eat something, Mom. I'm hungry.

I'll be outside.

I finally understand...

why you got so angry at me...

when I entered this room that day.

Back then...

I'm not trying to get an apology out of you.

I just want to tell you that I'm relieved...

that I got the chance to know and understand you more.

And I'm the one who owes you an apology.

I'm sorry for thoughtlessly judging this painting...

at the auction house.

I didn't mean what I said.

I understand...

because I know you well now.

Plus, you weren't entirely wrong.

What's your opinion about this painting...

as a museum director?

It looks sad...

and nervous.

Those bubbles could burst at any moment.

It's as if the artist tried to portray her reality.

Here's what I think.

I don't really feel nervous thinking that those bubbles might burst.

Although they look fragile,

they look like delicate bubbles of hope...

that could fly up at any moment into the sky.

Paintings can have different meanings...

depending on how someone looks at them.

I hope you'll also be able...

to look at that painting like that one day.

Can I finally do what I want to do now?

What's that?

Oh, my goodness.

- Dad. - Eun Gi, get in here. Hurry.

Close the doors.

- Hurry. - Dad, what's wrong? What is it?

What's the matter?

What?

Dad! Dad!

Hello.

- Who... Who are you? - Who are you?

Dad.

What are you doing?

People call me a genius with everything I do.

I'll deal the cards.

My gosh, how did a coward like you...

end up losing all our money by doing business?

- Water. Water. - Here's your water.

- Mom, who is this kid? - Oh, her?

- She's Deok Mi's colleague. - I live here.

You said you'll let me use Ms. Sung's room...

if I ran away from home.

Who told you that?

That's my room.

How much does this mister pay?

Did... Did you just call me "mister"?

I'll pay twice the amount.

Hey, it doesn't matter how much you're willing to pay.

- Can I just have 3 more scoops? - 3 more scoops?

Eat four more scoops.

We're here.

You're doing that now?

Don't you think it's a bit too late?

You should go home, Mr. Card Shark.

Card shark? What's a card shark?

A card shark is...

Just watch the movie.

Drive safely.

Thank you.

Thank you.

(Eun Gi)

(Eun Gi)

What?

What's going on? Why is Hyo Jin there?

Why don't you ask her yourself?

Hello, Ms. Sung.

Hyo Jin, why are you at my parents' house with a luggage bag?

Well, the thing is, I went home after I got off work and...

Mother.

Kim Hyo Jin, you dared...

to go against my word...

in front of Mr. Gold.

Do you still think of me as your mother?

Mother, let me explain.

It was very impressive.

You're my daughter,

so it's natural that you're so high in spirit.

But the problem is that you used that spirit to go against me.

Mother, that's because...

I really wanted my product to become a huge hit...

for the fifth anniversary celebrity collection exhibition.

So does this have nothing to do with Cha Shi An?

That's right. He has nothing to do with this.

Okay, fine. You can go ahead with the celebrity exhibition.

But instead, you're going to have to live...

without your car and your credit card...

until the exhibition is over.

Okay, I'll do that.

You also can't come home.

What?

Secretary Kim.

Okay? Get out.

Go on. Out you go.

That means we'll be able to hold the celebrity exhibition...

if you let me stay here.

It's great that we'll be able to hold the celebrity exhibition,

but why did you choose to stay at my mom's place?

Isn't it the senior curator's job...

to make sure the exhibition goes well?

- What's your point? - Then...

you should let me stay here since it's all thanks to me.

I don't think this room gives out a very good vibe.

Only crazy people come here.

Hey, you used that room as well.

- I can't be as bad as you. - Hey.

Deok Mi.

What?

Mom wants you to come home on our birthday.

I think I'm going to be busy that day.

Really?

Okay, then. I'll tell Mom.

Okay, bye.

Mister, what time do you go to work tomorrow?

It's near the gallery I work at.

This audacity of yours...

is very familiar.

Also, don't call me "mister".

"Also, don't call me 'mister'."

- Yes, Ms. Yu. - I'm sorry, for calling this late.

It's all right. What's this about?

The list of artwork needs to be printed.

How are we supposed to introduce Artist Lee Sol?

Oh, that...

Leave it blank for now.

Do we revise it tomorrow?

Yes, will you do it yourself?

Sure thing.

Also,

we had the exhibition mapped out for all nine pieces by Lee Sol.

Shouldn't we have a contingency plan just in case we can't find them all?

It won't be easy to locate the rest.

We still have some time left, so let's keep trying.

I'll do what I can,

so call galleries and collectors that you know as well.

Sure, I'll do my best.

- Good night then. - You too.

Since it all started from Lee Sol's painting,

if I collect all of her works,

I might find an answer.

What happened to the man who created beautiful artwork?

Let's just hurry and find the other pieces.

Editor Nam, this is Deok Mi.

Could we talk tomorrow?

Where should we meet?

I'll call you tomorrow.

If you know about Artist Lee Sol...

or about the whereabouts of paintings such as these,

please contact me.

Hello, Director Gold.

- My gosh. Hello. - Did I startle you?

If you're before breakfast, please have these.

I made some more while cooking for Shi An.

I'm not talented in the kitchen, but my sandwiches aren't bad.

Thank you. I bet I'll enjoy these.

This is actually an apology.

Judging by how Shi An was, I could tell he's been a nuisance to you.

He hasn't been that bad.

Now that he isn't living with his teammates,

he's been a little lonely at times.

He has been asking me to come to Korea to see him.

I'm relieved to know that he has...

a great friend like you as a neighbor,

so thank you for that.

Please don't mention it.

You must've been getting ready for work.

- Have a good day then. - Thanks.

(Gold Lion)

- Good morning. - Ms. Sung.

- Yes, Director Gold. - Where are you?

Are you at work?

No, I'm still at home. I was on my way out though.

- Hurry on out then. - Sorry?

Where exactly are you?

I'm glad you were still home.

I thought something was up.

- Something is up. - And what's that?

What's all this? Breakfast?

Cha Shi An's mother made this herself.

Really? Why?

To thank me for being friends with her son.

Is that so?

Could I take a photo first?

What's with all this glaring?

I was just looking at my handsome lion.

Because of the sandwich made by Cha Shi An's mom?

No, it's because you thought of me when you received it.

Thank you.

I got lipstick on your cheek.

I like things to be symmetrical,

so make it look even.

That's all for today, I'm afraid.

(Incoming call: Cha Shi An)

- Yes, Mr. Cha. - Ryan,

I'd like to ask a favor which may be too much.

Say yes.

I'll hear what it is first.

I'd like to visit the gallery with my mom,

but people might recognize me if we go during business hours.

So you want a private viewing after we close?

Yes, just this once.

I'll think about...

It's a one-time deal.

Sure thing. Thanks, Ryan.

I'm grateful too.

I should get back early from the print shed today.

You'll become a successful fan today.

But I already am.

Rendezvous paper seems like the best choice for this piece.

Sure thing.

I'd like it in a higher concentration of blue...

- and in a brighter tone. - Got it.

Deok Mi.

You didn't have to come here. I was going to head to your office.

It's fine. I had some business here anyway.

Your birthday is coming up, so what would you like?

What should I ask for?

Ask away. Your wish is my command.

Nothing too expensive though.

I know what I want.

The original photo of Director Gold...

that made the cover of your magazine.

You must really like this guy.

All right. You can even have those that didn't make the cut.

Really?

Is this the list of artwork for the exhibition?

Yes.

Editor Nam, I wanted to ask you something.

- Yes. - By any chance,

have you heard of a painter named Lee Sol?

Lee Sol?

Given the unique name,

I would've remembered if I had heard of this artist.

Then do you know an artist with this style and these techniques?

You check exhibitions for rookie artists,

so I thought you'd know.

Hold on a second.

I think I've seen this style before.

- Really? - Yes.

Actually, I'm sure of it.

I've seen paintings like this before.

- Darn, this menopause. - Please let me know if you recall.

I will.

- It's this way. - Thank you.

I finally remembered.

It was during my senior year in college.

I don't remember her name,

but there was a freshman that caught the eyes of all the professors.

I heard she went to study abroad after graduation,

but I never heard any news of her debuting.

There were rumors about her giving birth.

These paintings seem similar to hers.

Did you say her name was Lee Sol though?

(Gong Eun Young, Freshman Class of 1982)

- Dad. - Yes?

What's love?

Love?

Love seems to be so difficult.

Geon Woo, have you been in love?

With Na Young in Class Yellow.

How does Na Young feel?

Does she love you too?

She likes an older boy in Class Blue.

He's tall and good looking.

I guess I should apologize.

Geon Woo, can't you like a different girl then?

It doesn't work that way.

Today, I dropped to the ground in front of her...

on purpose.

Like this.

Since I feel happy when Na Young smiles.

Dad, this is love, right?

You're better than me.

Here, drink this.

Oh, this is my mom.

It's nice to meet you. I'm Ryan Gold.

(Gong Eun Young, Freshman Class of 1982)

They might just have similar painting techniques.

But if Lee Sol is...

Cha Shi An's mother...

- Mr. Kim. - Yes?

Before you go home tonight, bring Lee Sol's restored painting...

from the storage room to my office.

Director Gold.

Do you plan on...

looking at Lee Sol's painting with Cha Shi An and his mother?

Yes.

I think the gallery date is an excuse.

He's probably just coming to see that painting.

What's wrong?

Well...

It's nothing.

Ryan. Ms. Sung.

I'm sorry my son keeps bothering you.

It's not because Mr. Cha asked, but it's for you.

Your sandwiches were so delicious.

When did you eat it?

I stopped by in the morning.

That's not for anyone to enjoy.

I heard this is Jung Yong Hwan's work.

What is it about?

Can you explain it to me?

It's a bit complicated to explain.

- Mom, stay here for a second. - Okay.

Ryan.

- Do you... - Lee Sol's painting?

- Can I see it? - I have it in my office.

I need to use the bathroom.

I'll show her the way.

Are you okay?

Yes. It's been so long since I last saw that painting.

You're Lee Sol, aren't you?

I saw a painting technique similar to Lee Sol's...

in an art book of college graduates.

And I saw your picture next to it.

No.

I'm not Lee Sol anymore.

It's a name that I failed to protect.

It's a painting that I failed...

to protect.

I don't deserve to be called by that name now.

I don't want it to be known.

Do you understand?

Yes.

Do you think we'll be able to find all nine paintings?

I really hope I can find all of them.

My employees and I are trying their best to find them.

By the way, my mom might...

ask you a favor in secret.

What favor?

My mom doesn't like me exhibiting Lee Sol's paintings.

So you should persuade her.

Why is she against it?

Actually, I wanted to do this for her.

To make her dream come true.

I want to give it back to my mom.

The name, Lee Sol.

My mom has some hurtful memories about those paintings.

Son.

Yes.

Mom.

Son.

Let's stop pestering Director Gold.

Director Gold and Ms. Sung have to go home now.

Thank you for today's tour, Director Gold.

[VIU Ver] tvN E13 'Her Private Life' "Always With You, Even When You're Alone" -♥ Ruo Xi ♥-

Joo Hyuk.

Doesn't the one from earlier sound better than this?

This one?

Maybe not. I think the other one sounds better.

I think the one from before had a stronger effect.

- What? - Ms. Lee.

- Don't think about it too much. - Joo Hyuk.

Of course, I have to think about it.

No, not about this song.

About Mr. Kang.

You always forgave me whenever I broke a cup.

Even when we're not related.

But Mr. Kang is your family. Isn't it easier to forgive him?

Joo Hyuk.

Don't be shocked and hear me out.

It's easy to forgive someone if I have no expectation at all.

That means I had no expectation at all...

that you'd be good at working at my cafe.

But for Seung Min,

I loved him dearly.

But he ended up betraying me.

So it's hard to forgive him.

If a guy makes a woman regret having loved him,

he deserves to die.

Do you want him to disappear without even leaving a trace?

Do you want to get rid of all the memories you have of him...

as if he never even existed?

The female lead, Lee Seon Joo, suddenly realizes her feelings.

And she decides to forgive...

the foolish male lead, Kang Seung Min.

- What is this? - There should be a song like this.

- Joo Hyuk. - Yes?

Don't ever act.

Smile.

Let me go! I'm not your mom!

Oh, this is my mom.

Son.

Am I disturbing you?

You can tell me if you want to be alone.

I'm okay with that.

Director Gold.

You know, right?

How...

do you know?

I found out by coincidence.

It feels a little weird.

I tried so hard to find her...

for the past three years, but I couldn't even find a clue.

But she suddenly showed up out of nowhere.

It doesn't feel real.

It feels like a lie.

I can't seem...

to wrap my head around it.

If you don't want to talk about it right now,

you don't need to.

Tell me if you need time to think alone.

Would you like to do that?

It's 10pm right now.

So I'll give you 12 hours until tomorrow morning.

It'll be hard, but I'll try my best to give you space.

I'll see you tomorrow morning.

I saw someone draw that painting...

before I became Ryan.

It was when I was Heo Yoon Jae.

Mom.

Lee Sol.

She's probably someone I know.

I want to give it back to my mom.

The name, Lee Sol.

Son.

She's probably my mom.

Even if you say you're okay,

your heart isn't.

It can't be okay.

Are you here for a drink?

Seon Joo's never around when you need her. Don't you agree?

The same goes for you.

You're not around when I need a friend.

Should I cancel what I said for a short while?

How about we go back in time?

What do you want for your birthday?

Let's buy gifts for our parents starting this year.

I was born way too pretty thanks to them.

Okay. My gosh.

- Eun Gi. - Yes?

Have you ever been curious about your dad?

- No. - You liar.

How is that possible?

Even if it's a lie, I'm going to keep lying until I die.

I'm not curious at all.

Why not?

I lived fine without him.

If I start getting curious, it'll seem like I miss him.

Isn't it natural to miss him and be curious about him?

Yes, it's natural.

But why isn't he curious about me?

Why doesn't he miss me?

I'm sorry.

And I couldn't predict how I'd feel.

I'd get annoyed if I found out that he's not doing so well.

But I'd also get annoyed if I found out that he's doing fine.

I tried to think about which might be better,

but I just erased it from my head because it got so complicated.

Why didn't you ever tell me this?

- I felt sorry. - For what?

Mom, Dad, and you...

treated me so nicely and gave me everything I ever needed.

So it felt like an act of betrayal to talk about my biological dad.

Eun Gi, you jerk.

Do you really think my mom and dad won't be able to understand you?

Exactly.

That's why I'm just a jerk to you...

instead of being a man.

Hey, wait...

Are we no longer back in time?

No.

Then I'll be off now.

Okay, bye.

Eun Gi, you jerk.

You're my friend whom I spent my entire life with.

It was nice to see you again.

Do you know Lee Sol?

I found out that you have that painting by coincidence.

Oh, so it was by coincidence.

Will you keep this a secret, Ryan?

Ryan, I ordered it.

Can you please pay?

This is a really special relationship. No, it's fate.

Hey, Ryan.

It's too late. Let's talk next time.

There's something I forgot to tell you earlier.

He wanted to be alone.

(Mom)

- Yes? - Deok Mi, are you home?

Alone?

Yes.

A grown woman shouldn't be home alone at night.

You should be with Director Gold...

Forget it. It's not my job to tell you what to do.

Anyway, Eun Gi says he's busy...

on your birthday this year.

- Really? - So...

you should spend it with Director Gold this year...

and give me a break.

You should get one...

since you've been cooking my birthday meal for 33 years now.

I'll treat you to a hotel buffet this year.

Actually, I'd like to know when Director Gold's birthday is.

- Why do you ask? - I may not have to cook yours,

but I should make his.

And could you also ask the time he was born too?

I'm hanging up now.

That little brat.

I was going to see if they were compatible enough.

That's not necessary.

It's obvious that they're meant for each other,

just like you and me.

Don't even say that as a joke.

Director Gold might not know when exactly he was born.

Why not?

He was adopted.

I heard he was adopted to the U.S. as a little boy.

Adopted?

I'm glad he grew up to be a decent man.

What a relief.

I'm sure he was raised...

by amazing parents.

Right?

There are many nice people in this world.

- Hello? - This is Master Nam.

Of which gallery?

This is Master Nam of Choikang Judo.

Oh, you!

Mr. Loser?

Look who's talking.

I'm not the loser who vomited after getting drunk.

To what do I owe this pleasure?

- What are you up to? - I'm working.

You're working after moving on from Ryan?

I may have moved on, but we still have a relationship.

The friendship between us might actually last longer.

Don't drown in your sorrows for too long.

They say that it's better to be single anyway.

You sound amused for some reason.

I feel less alone rather than being amused.

It's like having a comrade.

Call me whenever you'd like a drink. I'm happy to return the favor.

I'd love nothing more than to get drunk, but I won't.

I don't want to ruin what you're working on.

I should think with a lucid mind anyway.

Sure thing. Good luck then.

All right.

A friend?

(Ms. Sung)

Knock, knock.

This is a bit late for a wake-up call.

Could you open the door?

What?

Deok Mi?

12 hours was too long, so I had to cave in.

I'm glad. I nearly caved in first.

I should've held out a little longer then.

You held out enough.

Have you had breakfast?

Even if you have, say that you haven't.

What?

Waiting and wondering burns a lot of your energy.

So you caved in because you were hungry...

and not because you missed me.

You know what? I'm full. I'm done eating.

No, go ahead.

Have I ever told you...

that you look stunning when you eat?

Aren't you going to ask...

about me and her?

You told me before...

not to make up my mind about Eun Gi so quickly.

You shouldn't make a hasty decision either.

Just don't forget that you have someone on your side.

All right?

I had coffee. An espresso, actually.

You know...

Rinse your mouth then.

Ms. Sung.

Here are the estimates regarding the new exhibition merchandise.

Considering the demand as well as production cost and selling price,

the target customers will mostly be women...

in their mid-20s to late-40s.

That being said, a reasonable price would be around 25 dollars.

I'm the daughter of the head of TK Tradings.

Economics is a required subject I learned.

Good job. Hyo Jin, could you do the same...

for the list of artwork and the postcards too?

Sure thing.

- Hello? - Hi, Ms. Sung.

Cha...

How can I help you?

Could you perhaps talk in private?

Just the two of us?

Hello, Ms. Sung.

I know you're busy, so I apologize for showing up like this.

It's all right. I would never miss a meeting with you.

It's actually about Ryan.

Director Gold?

I think he's upset about the exhibition.

I wasn't trying to fool anybody,

but it's the truth that I lied.

I'm sure that's not it.

He wouldn't get angry over something like that.

- Right? - Of course.

I wanted to participate in this exhibition for my mom.

She injured her hand in an accident way before she gave birth to me...

and that ended her career as an artist.

An accident?

Are you okay?

The only artwork she painted as Lee Sol...

were those of the bubbles.

My grandfather threw them all out though...

so that she could move on.

It really tore her apart.

Her paintings were the only memories she had left,

so it broke her heart.

She has always been my fan,

so I want to be hers this time around.

I'd appreciate it if you helped me...

fulfill her dreams.

Sure thing.

That's great.

I'm putting my trust in you, Deok Mi.

What do you think?

The concept seems okay.

It's more intuitive like I mentioned before.

I guess you got out of your slump then.

A genius like me never goes through a slump.

You know I'm a top media artist, Choi Da In, right?

Of course, you are.

All right, talk to you later.

Mom, look at this.

(List of Exhibited Artwork)

Hello?

Oh... Yes, hello.

Why did she draw nine paintings about bubbles?

(List of Exhibited Artwork)

Viking,

amusement park?

Bubbles...

Children...

She always cherished things Yoon Jae liked...

inside her heart.

What is it? Is something wrong?

Your mother called me earlier.

She reminded me it's your birthday soon.

Gosh, what is wrong with my mom?

She told me that you're planning on having dinner...

with your boyfriend that day.

But I didn't hear anything.

Do you have another boyfriend beside me?

I just didn't say anything because I didn't want to bother you.

I had my own plan too, you know.

How could you not mention anything about your birthday like that?

You even left me alone for 10 hours yesterday.

You said you wanted to be alone yesterday.

I even went an hour earlier today to say hi.

Still, how could you not call or text me all day?

Gosh.

Fine. From now on,

I'll never leave you alone no matter how much you insist.

I'll even follow you to the bathroom from now on.

- Really? - Don't regret it.

That sounds good.

Oh, your mom asked me about the date and time of my birth.

What was that for?

Well, I guess she needed that information for something.

Why does she need the time for?

My mom is a fan of fortunetelling.

It's probably for our marital compatibility...

I mean, it's just for her curiosity for Eastern philosophy.

I know what marital compatibility is too.

My mom tends to rush things a bit.

What should I do then?

I don't know the time of my birth.

Director Gold.

When is...

your birthday?

September. The day I was adopted.

Aren't you curious about your real birthday?

Shall we find out when your real birthday is?

It's a name that I failed to protect.

It's a painting that I failed...

to protect.

I'm not asking you to forgive her.

Once you meet her,

it may be harder to understand, and it may even infuriate you more.

Still, you should meet her in person...

Even if you say no, I'm always on your side.

I can get revenge for you too.

Like this.

Is that it? That seems a bit too weak.

It's too weak? Then...

Like this.

I'll tell you after I meet her.

Last night, I thought about...

why I cried...

when I saw first saw that painting.

Mom, look at this.

Mom, did you see that?

It was happiness...

and yearning.

Those were the emotions I felt when I saw that painting.

I know it may just be a momentary emotion.

The fact that I was an abandoned child remains unchanged.

Still, I want to move forward now.

I even have a person who will hold my hand and walk with me.

Although it won't be easy.

I'm sure everything will be okay.

Director Gold.

Did you come to see Shi An?

He hasn't come home yet.

I need to show you something.

It's for you, ma'am.

Although fragile, bubbles symbolize the blooming of hope.

(Although fragile, bubbles symbolize the blooming of hope.)

Bubbles symbolize a children's toy.

And someone gazes at those bubbles warmly.

Shi An told me...

that you also like Lee Sol's paintings.

I heard that's why you suggested to do the exhibition.

Director Gold.

There's a favor I'd like to...

By any chance,

do you remember...

the name "Yoon Jae"?

I'm Yoon Jae.

Heo Yoon Jae.

And someone gazes at those bubbles warmly.

(This painting shows a mother's love.)

This painting shows...

a mother's love.

(Her Private Life)

Are you okay? Where are you right now?

Director Gold?

I'm sorry for making you feel uncomfortable. I'm really sorry.

I guess I was right all along, Ryan.

If it's hard to be here as Heo Yoon Jae,

just think that you're here as a museum director.

You can go back if this is making you feel uncomfortable.

- Heo Yoon Jae? - Why did Deok Mi mention that name?

Apparently, it's Director Gold's Korean name.

Can you show me your last painting?

Ms. Lee Sol.