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They say the artist Georges Rouault...

was always drawn to the circus.

(Lee Kyung Joon)

Unlike the accepted principles of the era,

Georges Rouault...

utilized bright colors...

to express the fanciful nature...

and decorativeness of the circus.

If you look at the juggler's expression,

she appears very relaxed...

and filled with joy.

I don't know.

I see this woman...

suffering from great pain.

I have only two hands.

Why must I juggle so many balls? Darn it.

Please, someone help me.

Doesn't it look like that?

The woman knew instinctively...

that she wouldn't...

have to spend her last birthday in her 20s alone.

It was like animalistic instincts.

- Yes! - Yes!

2, 3.

That's not right.

(Imbecile)

Please.

Please, let it work out this time.

Please, just this once.

Hello? If you look in the top drawer,

you'll see the pink...

Regardless of the woman's desperate pleas,

the deities predicted...

- that once again, - Yes. Just a second.

that the imbecile...

(Imbecile)

- Yes? - would bring misery...

Yes?

to destroy...

that woman's romance and snuff it out.

What a sad premonition.

(Love Hotel)

Wait a second.

The buttons...

Wait.

(Imbecile)

(Imbecile)

Not this time, right?

(Imbecile)

These stupid buttons. Darn it.

Wait.

(Imbecile)

- Sorry. - Wait. Wait!

No!

Wait. Not today...

Hello?

Yes.

I'm sorry I answered so late.

Why?

Why are sad premonitions never wrong?

I had just three minutes left...

for my 29th birthday.

Kyung Joon!

Once again, the woman...

was dumped.

You can't leave me here alone like this.

I'm going to lose my mind.

I think even the deities felt sorry for her...

and sent her a hand of salvation.

Are you going to Seoul?

(Luxury Taxi)

I almost went back empty.

Thank you.

Sure.

Darn it. That...

That's so much.

(Imbecile)

You little...

(Imbecile)

No!

(Imbecile)

Just a minute.

Darn it.

I'm losing my mind.

Taxi!

Mister! Taxi!

YB Headquarters on Teheranno.

Please hurry.

I just emailed you. The meeting is at 2pm.

There are women for whom the early hours of 7am...

is the busiest time of their day.

You can't cancel tee time on the day of.

What am I supposed to say to the director?

- You can't keep... - Yes, sir.

I'm coming with your coffee.

I'm almost at the office.

I'm sorry. I'll be right there.

Please, pick up.

We must do countless jobs...

with our hands and feet,

but we must be able to scratch our boss' itch.

We are the skilled jugglers.

We are the front line...

that run into battle before anyone else...

in the business world.

If anything happens to our bosses...

anywhere, at any time, we appear.

We are the office heroines.

We are...

the jugglers.

(If anything happens to the boss, we appear.)

(Jugglers)

(Playboy Boss Mr. Bong, a.k.a. Imbecile)

That psychotic woman.

She's been quiet for a while. But now,

she's going crazy again.

What is that smell?

That stupid girl.

I told her not to rub her face in my shirt.

Okay.

That will do.

Let's see.

Shirt.

No.

Where's my shirt? Where is it?

Maybe 10 minutes?

If there's no traffic, she'll be there in five.

She's sort of thick and has slitty eyes.

She has a scary up-do. She's in her late 40s.

Don't give her a visitor's pass until I get there.

You can't! You just can't!

(Mr. Bong's wife a.k.a. Misery)

You're all dead.

The stepmother said the child was finicky...

only toward her, and starved him for two days,

and used the fact that he eats apple peels...

You mean, "to," not "toward."

His grammar is horrendous.

And she ended up killing the child...

People are careless with grammar now.

Nam Chi Won speaking.

How far are you?

I'm near headquarters. I'm stuck at a light.

You know that the chairman delayed his flight...

just so he could see you, right?

Stop being so stiff.

Just say you'll work hard and that he can trust you.

What the...

Why aren't you answering?

Are you still there?

- Hello? - What's wrong now?

What's wrong?

That's how serious this is.

Are you okay? Were you hurt?

I'm fine. I'm not hurt.

Just a minute.

Oh, no. I'm dead.

Let's go to a hospital.

No, no. I'm really fine.

It was just a little tap.

You were hit pretty hard. You should see a doctor.

I said I was fine. I'm extremely busy.

Wait. Just one minute.

Stop it. I'm fine, okay?

- Just go! - What if...

Don't complain about it later and give me grief.

Let's go to the hospital.

Look here!

What do you take me for?

You hurt your knee.

You may have a fracture. Let's go to the hospital.

Happy? You hit me, and I kicked you.

We're even now, okay?

Hey!

Let's call it even! Okay?

(Jwa Yoon Yi)

Darn it.

Why can't I go in?

I'm the managing director Mr. Bong's wife.

Look. You don't have an appointment.

That's not my problem.

Just give him a call now and check for yourself.

Darn it.

Why is my makeup running? How annoying.

Call him!

What's wrong with you?

- I said to call him. - Please wait there.

- What's wrong with you? - Hello, ma'am.

What brings you here? You didn't even call.

I didn't even call?

Do you know how many times I called you this morning?

Oh, my gosh. Oh, no.

I'm sorry.

Your acting skills have improved a lot.

If you're going to screen all of my calls,

throw away your cell phone!

I guess so, right?

I dropped it on the road a few days ago, and...

it works only sporadically.

It keeps acting up.

Where's that rat husband of mine?

He's upstairs.

He had a meeting all night long.

A meeting all night long?

I guess I can go check and see for myself.

Of course.

Ma'am. Have you eaten yet?

- I had gimbap. - I see. You ate.

Please review this.

There's an escort service that's very nice.

Why don't we go sometime?

- Just sign here? - Yes.

- Let's go. - Thank you.

Performance reviews are coming up,

so he's been working extra hard.

There's a tiny rumor that he may join...

the chairman's secretary staff this time.

I'm sure his GPS tracker said he was at a hotel...

in Chuncheon until this morning.

How is that jerk...

Chuncheon?

Oh, no.

You took your boss' phone?

Yes.

We have the same phone as you know.

It was on my desk,

so I assumed it was mine.

Why did you go to Chuncheon?

You don't take time off unless he's out of town.

Well... You see, yesterday was...

my birthday.

My boyfriend planned everything and begged.

I pretended to give in and let him drag me away.

- That curator? - Yes.

Since I never have time to see him,

he's been complaining a lot lately.

Why don't you have time?

What's easier than being a personal assistant?

The more competent the boss is,

the busier the personal assistant gets.

Successful men are a pain in the neck.

You and I should just...

consider it our lots in life.

Are you leaving already?

Yes. I have an appointment with the dermatologist.

Actually, Ms. Jwa.

You should follow my husband and go up...

to the chairman's secretary's office.

Ma'am.

I'd be ever so grateful if you'd do that.

Then take better care of yourself.

Are those dark circles under your eyes?

Freckles? Sun spots?

No, no, no.

The assistant's face is the boss' face.

Yes, ma'am.

Here. It's a VIP pass...

to my aesthetician.

Take it. It's a birthday gift.

Thank you. You're the best.

Absolute best.

Also, did I come to the office today?

- You did not. - Smart girl.

- Have a nice day. - Bye.

Okay.

Mission cleared.

(Mission cleared.)

Sorry for making you put on an act for me.

Let's go to the sauna.

No boss can be a hero in front of...

the personal assistant.

Even if...

he is skilled and trying to be the chief secretary,

if you look at him from close up,

he's just a cheating middle-aged man.

We end up seeing...

the bare truth about the boss...

that we do not want to see.

After the meeting with the vice president,

there is a presentation for the final draft.

At 1:50pm is the meeting to discuss PR strategy.

And then...

You have a meeting with Mr. Kim,

the managing director of Geumho.

You have a dentist appointment at 3:30pm.

At 4pm, you have a video call with your daughter.

As for the 5:20pm report, it will be...

a written report, not oral.

Your dentist appointment may run long,

so I think the 3:40pm meeting...

should be postponed to 2pm tomorrow.

Forget it. Cancel it all.

I'm taking the rest of the day off.

That jerk.

That annoying jerk.

What a scumbag. What's his problem?

He thinks a female assistant should make tea,

and a male assistant should drive. That's all.

You said Mr. Cho was pretty young.

Why is he so old-school?

Put something down.

It's hot. Hot.

I have it all ready.

He looks like a jerk.

Okay.

- Ta-da. - That looks so good.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

That's good.

- Yes. - That looks good.

It looks really good.

This is the last of the instant noodles.

Already? That's strange.

I bought the box not long ago.

You're so out of it.

Things are a mess even at home.

It's okay.

That's how a ghost's home is.

Am I a ghost?

So don't buy just alcohol.

Please bring some food to go with it.

Don't just eat up all of my noodles.

Why do you need food?

There's so much to talk about.

You have your cheating boss and the jerk boss.

Let me hear some more.

Seriously, if I were even slightly late today,

it would've been a scene out of "Love and War".

You know how she is, our Misery.

Every quarter, her insecurity fires up,

and she drives everyone crazy.

So, you disarmed the bomb and received a medal.

- And that's it? - That hurts.

- That hurts. - What's wrong?

- She fell. - Let me see.

- What's wrong? - It's just...

Hey.

Did you go to the hospital?

What's the use?

I don't have time for physical therapy anyway.

It'll heal with time.

What great honor do you want to gain...

that you hurt your knee to cover for him?

You're an accomplice to his crime.

It won't end with just his family breaking up.

If word gets out...

that he has a mistress,

my boss will not get the promotion,

and that means I'll never get to join...

the chairman's secretary's office.

Even if you die, you want to go to Seoul.

Of course. The finish line is in sight. I must run.

Okay, comrades! Let's run together!

Fine. Just don't fall on your face while running.

Hey.

Hey.

What are you doing?

I don't want to celebrate what won't happen.

- Seriously. - Seriously.

Yoon Yi.

Sorry, I have to go.

Hey. Now?

- Hey. No. No. - Bo Na.

- No! - Wait for me.

Hey. Come on.

Wait for me.

What? Weren't you guys going to sleep over?

You said you'd sleep over.

Sleep over.

- She has to go. - I have things to do.

You should've finished before coming over.

You always do this.

Kyung Rye.

No. Every time I sleep here,

I get sleep paralysis.

No, no, no, no. Just recite the Lord's Prayer.

Our Father, who art in heaven...

A shaman's child praying,

"Our Father, who art in heaven..."

is like being single in the spiritual world.

- Later. - Hey. No.

Even your ghost would laugh.

There are no ghosts here! Sleep over!

Darn it.

Darn it. Why did they have to talk about ghosts?

Those brats.

(Buying a House in Seoul is Impossible)

(Jugglers)

(Jugglers)

My boss, who treated me like a daughter,

is suddenly nasty to me...

ever since I gave him my wedding invitation.

Why could that be?

(Moon, 3-year Juggler)

He saw you as a woman, not as his daughter.

Try this.

(You wanted to marry someone like your boss,)

(and you're so happy that you found him.)

(He may say he'll officiate the wedding.)

Smiley face.

My boss' family recently moved to another country.

He's been showing me a lot of attention since.

He asks me to dinner and to meet on the weekend.

I can't reject him rudely.

Dear Juggler. What should I do?

At least my boss doesn't come onto me.

In that sense, he's a real gentleman.

Some bosses are delusional...

and mistake respect and good manners...

as interest in them. A clear rejection...

is sometimes...

Darn it. That stupid ginko tree.

I should chop it down when the weather's nice.

I'm so scared.

This morning at 9am, in Namyeong-ju,

an explosion in the electrical room...

in a chemical waste disposal factory...

resulted in the death...

or injury of nine people.

The fire spread through the entire factory...

in minutes and was impossible to control.

Three people suffered third-degree burns...

on their faces and all over their bodies.

Two inhaled chemical fumes...

and have suffered lung damage.

The police and fire department...

think the fire started due to faulty wiring...

and are investigating.

He's here.

Nice catch.

Hello, sir.

Sir. I worked late last night...

- put together all... - Submit it for approval.

I will, but I needed to tell you...

Email me.

But you don't check your email very often...

10am. 5pm.

I read them all then.

He reads them all...

Mr. Nam.

Still, Mr. Nam.

Is he a teenager? Why does he lock his door?

This relationship is way too one-sided.

"Let's talk. Let's eat together."

"Let's grab a drink."

I'm trying so hard.

Must he play so hard-to-get?

I know, right?

That punk is so much younger than I am too.

But you know...

you look like you're the same age.

He's so young-looking.

That's good. Very good.

Right?

I have a young eye for things.

That's right.

Did all three of you become nearsighted?

You should get glasses.

I can't get along with her.

[VIU Ver] E01 Jugglers "Life of a Personal Assistant" -= Ruo Xi =-

It's expensive.

Very expensive.

Why is it so expensive?

Wang Jung Ae!

Hey, lady!

Darn it! Seriously! I know you're in there!

Hey, lady!

Give me my money!

Let me in!

Are you going to keep ignoring me?

Hi, Jung Ae. Hello?

Yoon Yi.

What's wrong? Why do you sound like that?

Do you have a cold?

No.

I was in a meeting and couldn't pick up earlier.

What's up?

Wang Jung Ae!

Do you by chance...

have time to come over this weekend?

- This weekend? - Here's your new phone.

Thank you.

Okay. I'll coordinate with the others.

Yes.

Darn it. Sorry, Jung Ae.

Yes. I have another call.

Yes. Talk to you later.

Hello, Mr. Bong.

A photo?

Is this from here?

Do you have this in red?

Yes, just a minute.

Not bad.

It's Mr. Ko's style, right?

Yes.

I asked his assistant what he wants for his birthday,

so I'm sure he'll like it.

What about that?

Here.

You got according to the photo I sent? In red?

Yes, sir.

Goodness. She's so strange.

She has strange taste.

Also, here's your cell phone.

Cell phone?

You know there are only three people...

who know this number, right?

Me, my girlfriend, and my assistant.

Of course.

Please be extra careful with it.

Don't worry.

You must know better than anyone...

just how careful I am.

Also, I'm going to stop by home for a bit...

after lunch with Mr. Ko.

Which home do you mean?

Seongsu-dong.

Okay. I'll keep that in mind.

Why are you wearing pants today?

I have a bruise on my knee.

Still, an assistant should wear a skirt.

People will see.

Yes, sir.

Be more thoughtful.

Enjoy your lunch.

(Comic Books)

This is nice. I like your hideout.

Are you having me tailed?

What do you mean, "tailed"?

I'm trying to understand where you go.

I hear you come here every day during lunch.

That's what my assistant tells me.

I don't enjoy having my time and space...

being intruded on like this.

Come on.

"Voluntary change is what makes humans powerful."

("One Punch Man")

Give me that.

"You can't reach paradise by running away."

("Berserk")

How nice.

Give me that.

"There is no evil person."

"It's just that people think differently."

("Ruler of the Land")

That's right.

People do think differently.

These comic book lines are nice.

Are they quotations?

What's it to you? Mind your own business.

You have such a strange hobby.

It isn't strange, it's grand.

Chi Won.

People are complaining that the vice president...

has been here two months,

but they never got to hold a conversation with him.

- Who says that? - My assistant Mr. Yoo.

That guy...

must have an ear planted everywhere in the company.

I know

It's strange.

There's nothing assistants don't know.

So you should...

I don't need a mole like that.

A mole?

Do you have something to say?

No.

He says you're a mole, Mr. Yoo.

Pardon?

He says a skilled worker is a mole.

Make some time and teach Mr. Nam here...

what personal assistants do, please.

Yes, sir. I will.

Why didn't you bring your car?

I almost got into an accident recently,

so I'm taking a break from driving.

Prevent everything before it can happen.

That's your specialty.

I hear you're still staying at a hotel.

If you can't find a house, just live with us...

It's not like there aren't houses out there.

It's because I don't have the money.

So why did you give your entire estate as alimony?

I didn't think she'd really take it all.

Your wife wasn't the type to refuse money.

Want me to lend you some? I'll charge only prime.

Please drop me off at the crosswalk.

Fine, I'll stop nagging. Just take this.

It's okay. Pull over, please.

Chi Won.

You said to find a house.

You seem to have special feelings for Mr. Nam.

That's not good if it looks like it.

Then that kid will run away.

Hey.

What?

Okay.

(Senior MD Choi Chul Woo's mother-in-law passed.)

The senior managing director...

Turn the car around.

Hey.

Sorry, this was all I had.

Thank you, thank you.

The place where the assistants showcase...

their support for their bosses.

It's the funeral of a family member...

of someone higher up than my boss,

who controls personnel appointments.

Sir.

Why are you so late?

I'm sorry.

Henry suddenly pulled up his schedule...

and is coming to Korea sooner,

so I had to find a hotel.

Is everything ready?

Yes, sir. Just a minute.

Hello, sir.

Let's go in.

- Let's go. - Yes, sir.

Hello, sir.

Hi.

Sir.

Gosh.

Sir. I'm so sorry.

Thank you for coming.

I'm so sorry.

Thank you.

Goodness.

Rather than a million words of consolation,

a single sincere tear is more appreciated.

If this brief waste of emotions...

will control my boss' and my future salary...

for the next couple of years,

I swear,

I will cry.

I will... I will...

Thank you for coming.

You must be so heartbroken, ma'am.

She was still so young.

She was still so young.

- Thanks. - Thank you.

Here we go.

- How have you been? - Well.

I'll call you again soon.

Thank you.

Come here.

Yes, sir.

Yes?

Over there.

Yes, sir. Let's go.

Oh Man Soo, of YB Electronics.

His son failed again at getting into college,

so I sent a consolation gift in your name.

My gosh. Mr. Oh.

Hello. Mr. Bong.

You didn't need to tend to my son. You're a busy man.

Of course, I should.

Na Yun Goon.

There's a rumor that he'll be become chief director,

but the truth is...

Sir. Hello.

Hi.

Wow. I like your new hairstyle.

Mr. Bong.

While Mr. Na is undergoing chemotherapy,

he is attending early morning prayer meetings.

You must've been blessed already,

seeing how you've recovered already.

Hallelujah. Let me pray for you.

Lord, thank you so, so very much,

for healing Mr. Na. Thank you again and again.

Amen.

My good man. That wasn't necessary.

What is your secret?

He is the new...

managing director of YB's newly increased...

video content business.

This is Nam Chi Won.

He's the most influential person...

with regard to intracompany videos...

and video content going forward.

The most influential... Whatever.

It's nice to meet you.

The former managing editor of Channel Y?

It's nice to meet you.

I've heard so much about you.

It's an honor to finally meet you.

I know, right?

The rumors said this place had nothing to eat.

What is wrong with the food here?

Yes, sir.

Do Tae Geun, the vice president at YB.

He joined the company its first year...

and rose to be the chief secretary to the chairman.

Who's that next to him?

I haven't seen him before.

To you still golf?

Once in a while.

Don't complain about it later and give me grief.

Let's go to the hospital.

Happy? You hit me, and I kicked you.

We're even now, okay?

Hey!

Let's call it even! Okay?

Mr. Do. I'm going to go to the car for a minute.

You don't know who he is?

Well... The thing is...

He must be his personal assistant.

Personal assistant?

We meet again.

Are you Mr. Do Tae Geun's personal assistant?

Wait.

Don't you remember me?

I mean...

it wasn't such a forgetful encounter,

was it?

Look.

When a person talks to you, you...

Are you interested in me?

What?

We're not close enough...

to chat in front of a vending machine.

"It's good to see you again."

We have no reason to exchange formalities.

But seeing how you're nagging me to talk to you,

it looks like you're hitting on me.

I can't think of any other reason.

Hitting on you?

Look,

you're not my type.

Seriously.

You must be delusional.

I'm sorry,

but you're not my type even in the slightest.

Since we ran into each other like this,

shouldn't you ask...

how my injury is, whether I went...

to the hospital, things like that?

Isn't that the proper manners toward the victim?

- Why should I? - Because you hit me.

So? And you kicked me.

I hit you, and you kicked me, so we're even.

Didn't you say you wanted to call it even?

Well...

I...

I did because I was too out of it...

If you want to argue, and not hit on me,

submit a medical report and file a complaint.

Did I ask for money?

Then what do you want?

I told you.

"How's your injury?"

"Did you go to the hospital?"

That's all I want.

How's your injury?

Did you go to the hospital?

Happy now?

Sure. Fine.

It lacks all sincerity, which is the problem.

It isn't consoling at all, but fine.

Let's say it's fine.

What the...

Why you...

Why you...

"You must be so heartbroken, ma'am."

"She was still so young."

"Life is so cruel."

Sob.

You must be so heartbroken, ma'am.

She was still so young.

Life is so cruel, ma'am.

Words that lack sincerity...

aren't consoling to anyone.

It wouldn't be an overstatement to say...

current society is a retail market.

Silence must be...

a very difficult mission for all of us.

Why don't we all take a moment...

to close our eyes and listen to silence?

Here's Simon and Garfunkel's

"The Sound of Silence".

Here are your two iced caramel macchiatos.

Thank you.

Here, here. Drink, drink.

Sweets are the best when you're exhausted.

I really can't do this anymore, sir.

Okay, okay. I understand exactly how you feel.

Still, you can't just quit like this.

What are the rest of us supposed to do?

If the mom leaves home because of the loser dad,

what happens to the kids who are left behind?

So please, for my sake, just for a little bit...

I've been saying, "just a little bit,"

and lost hair, developed stress-induced gastritis,

and irritable...

bowel syndrome, and have to wear diapers.

Okay, okay.

I'll get you workers' comp, so...

No. I don't want workers' comp.

Process my resignation.

Don't be like that. You were fine until now.

That scumbag...

The director's been like that for years.

Just ignore him and let him be.

Just let him be?

He wanted the sneakers Kobe Bryant wore...

at his retirement game in a week.

Just "let him be"?

He wanted Park Ji Sung to coach...

his corporate heirs soccer team.

For free, too.

But just "let him be"?

I can't stand it anymore!

Ms. Kang.

Wait. Ms. Kang.

Wait. Ms. Kang!

Who's the psycho that they were talking about?

There's this psycho that goes to work...

just to eat.

- Hello. - Hello.

Hello.

Sir.

Sit back down.

You got a haircut. It looked better before.

Mr. Hwangbo?

Wow. Your makeup looks great today.

You look pretty.

- Mr. Hwangbo? - Yes.

I'm not deaf.

- Ms. Kang just... - I know she quit.

Hire someone new as you always have.

There's no one to pick.

The agency says they have no one to recommend.

HR says they won't give you anyone anymore.

There's no one willing? There is no one?

Hold old...

was your daughter again?

Sorry? Sorry?

My... My daughter?

I heard she bombed the college entrance exam.

Everyone in the company knows.

Did we process this?

Did we process it?

So... So... she is studying hard...

taking prep classes, so she's very busy.

I was just asking how she was doing.

Why are you stuttering so much?

I see.

Keep looking.

Find someone persistent like your daughter,

who'd take the entrance exam three times.

Mr. Nam.

Can't you knock?

I can, but it's useless.

You'd ignore it anyway.

That's why I don't bother knocking.

What is it? I'm on my way out.

Really? I need to go eat. Go with me.

- I have plans. - Don't lie.

I know and every employee knows...

that you're an outcast with no one to eat with.

- Look. - Come on.

Let's eat together just this once.

We've been family for two months now.

Just come to work on time.

Do you come to work just to eat?

Exactly.

I come to the office just to eat,

but you won't eat with me just once?

My assistant ran away, and you don't have one.

Then the widowers without their wives should huddle.

In light of that, it'll be my treat.

Let us go.

Look, Mr. Hwangbo.

I won't eat with you.

I won't be eating with you in the future either. And,

I don't appreciate you acting clingy like this.

But it isn't gross, right?

It's very gross. Okay?

Are you happy now?

Is it that gross to ask if he'd eat with me?

Just hang in there for a few days.

I need to go to the house this week...

and sleep there quietly so that my wife...

will trust me, which will help us get along. Right?

No, Jung Ah, it's not. You don't trust me...

Jung Ah, come on. Please.

Please be patient just this once.

Henry arrived at the hotel.

Jung Ah.

Please be patient this on time.

Hey. You can handle Henry on your own, right?

Sorry?

- Me? - I can't...

You know.

Just a minute. Just a minute, Jung Ah.

I'm not telling you to get him to sign the contract.

Just pick up a gift that he may like,

and eat with him, and set the mood, and...

You've done this before.

But sir. I told you that today's meeting was to...

- finalize the contract... - Shut it.

Make some excuse and delay it.

You're the expert liar. Go on.

Jung Ah. Yes.

That way, we can be together again.

I said to go.

We need to fool my wife in order to...

- I said to go. - Yes, sir.

Look at that face.

You look like you're here to sell your body...

against your will.

It's the same difference.

You say the sweetest things.

Must it be here?

All hotel food taste the same.

Because it's the hotel where we got married.

It's also the where we signed the divorce papers.

It's the last time. Let's play nice.

Once I leave for England tomorrow,

you won't see me for three years.

This is for you.

Thank you.

How did you know I like this brand?

I got a hint from the interview...

you did a while ago.

By the way, I think we have to add...

another condition to this trade.

Maybe replacing my current assistant with you.

This trade might not be so easy after all.

So this is what it feels like,

to throw water on the witch...

having an affair with my husband.

What...

What do you mean?

- What the... - Shut it. Sit.

Okay.

I was so nice to you.

How could you stab me in the back like this?

I think there must be some misunderstanding.

Let's talk outside.

Yes, fine. Let's be dignified,

and go outside,

and see it through...

until one of us dies, right?

Get over here.

Ma'am!

- Please, let go! - Come out!

- Right? - Ma'am.

I know.

Did you talk to...

Ma'am.

Please let go...

Let go of what? Get out here.

Let go of what? You said you wanted to go outside.

That hurts.

Let's go out.

It's a misunderstanding.

What misunderstanding? Get out here.

- Come out! - It's a misunderstanding.

Give me a break.

All you do is lie.

How can I believe you?

What? You went to a hotel with your boyfriend?

You broke up last month. I looked into it.

How dare you lie?

Ma'am. That's not it. Please listen...

How dare you...

try to steal my husband?

That hurts!

Please, let go!

Let go!

(Epilogue)

This is so annoying.

(Jugglers)

You didn't come up with an idea,

you gathered them.

This is because he doesn't have an assistant.

I've never once thought of him as a man.

I did nothing wrong.

Why must I take time off?

Why must I be treated this way?

All I did was work hard and do what I was told.

She isn't dead.

Why you..

Why don't you look for a job?

There's a place that charges much less.

- Find someone he'd hate. - Pardon?

How could...

an assistant be assigned without the VP's consent?

I want to steal you from him.

Have you met Mr. Nam yet?