Meanwhile, back at his penthouse, Jumin was seriously struggling to find oxygen to keep his lungs working.

What Jaehee just said had shook him to the core.

She wanted to quit? Quit being his assistant? God knew all wrong things would happen if such an atrocity occurred...

"Mr. Han? Mister-" Driver Kim stopped himself with strong concern when his boss's statuesque face went deadly pale and he nearly fainted in front of the entrance of his house.

"A-are you okay, sir?" the chauffeur asked worriedly as Jumin managed to get back on his feet before resolving to rubbing his temples with clear stress.

Jumin Han didn't say a word; he nodded slightly at the elderly man and opened the door as he walked inside silently.

After the door was shut behind him, he felt his head was about to explode.

..

The next day, Jaehee was a bit nervous over her awaiting encounter with Jumin after the decision she rashly made last night.

She wasn't sure if she regretted it, and that worried her a lot.

Now that she had basically quit, where else would she work to sustain herself? After all, food didn't put itself on the table...

All she knew for sure was that she needed a change in her life, and that change was coming soon.

She opened the door that lead to Jumin's wide, elegant office and she found said man sitting on his black leather chair as usual, but this time...

There was something clearly different about the way he stared at her. His eyes seemed greatly confused, almost sad even, and it took Jaehee by surprise.

"Hm, Mr. Han, are you okay?" she questioned with sincere worry, a sweatbead dropping down her cheek.

The raven-haired man stayed silent, as he kept examining her with watchful silver eyes. She didn't seem any distinct from any other day, but their situation definitely said otherwise. "Assistant Kang... So you've made your decision?"

Jaehee took a deep breath before nodding awkwardly. "Yes... I've realised it's for the best I go, Mr. Han," she answered with a frown pleading him to understand her circumstances.

Jumin closed his eyes for a second before opening them again; seeming to have recovered their intensity. "Why? I just can't understand, Assistant Kang," he told her, feeling bewildered. "Why do you wish to leave the company?"

Jaehee slowly opened her mouth to respond, "Well-"

But Jumin still wasn't finished. "You get a high, stable salary every month, and you've achieved a pristine reputation in C&R. You're an extremely efficient worker, a completely trustworthy person, a... Member of the RFA." He finished, feeling his voice suddenly breaking for a second.

"Mr. Han..." Jaehee muttered, saddened when she thought of her close friends inside the organization. Wouldn't she be able to speak with them anymore if she wasn't Jumin's secretary now?

She couldn't imagine Luciel simply denying her access.

"What is it that dissatisfies you?" the black-haired man asked her with clear emotion in his deep voice, as he leant forward so his face was closer to Jaehee's.

The brown-haired woman inhaled air again; her heart began to feel heavier by the minute somehow. "I... Mr. Han, I'm thankful for everything. Every opportunity you gave me ever since the time you hired me, even when I had near to no experience in this field to begin with, you still gave me a chance and I..."

"I'm grateful," she concluded truthfully, straightening up on the chair in front of Jumin's desk she was occupying.

Jumin's eyes widened slightly at her statement and something inside him stirred unusually at the way Jaehee firmly gazed at him with a small smile. A quite bittersweet one.

"I'm not sure I can express just exactly why I'm quitting... I just know my life isn't going anywhere this way," Jaehee kept speaking, opening up to her superior leniently. "I want to change. To become someone different, Mr. Han. I won't achieve it if I keep this job."

Jumin didn't respond for a minute before talking again, "But what is wrong with this Assistant Kang?" he questioned, still completely unaware of what Jaehee meant. "Why do you wish to become somebody else when you're fine right now?"

The woman of short hair couldn't help but glance downwards hesitantly before locking eyes with Jumin again. "I want to find what I'm truly passionate about, and someone to share it with me," she stated firmly.

Something finally clicked inside Jumin's brain. "What...? You..." he became silent for a moment before coming to a conclusion. "You wish to find a dream job and get married, right?"

Jaehee was actually surprised that Jumin Han of all people had been able to read her emotions when he himself was always so stoic. "Y-yes... That's what I want, Mr. Han."

The Ceo-in-line couldn't help but scoff. "I thought you didn't believe in such fragile and fleeting feelings as love, Assistant Kang," he told her as he leant back on his chair.

Even though now he knew what her thoughts were, he still wasn't able to comprehend them.

Jaehee glanced sideways at the comment. "I also thought so," she admitted inside her mind, "But I was proved wrong."

"People change. I brought my resignation letter with me, Mr. Han." She shifted the subject swiftly while accommodating the papers she carried in her hands and pushing the envelope forward over the crystal desk.

That's when Jumin knew he wouldn't let this happen.

"You may go," the man said, closing his eyes gently as he heaved a short sigh.

"Yes-"

"But only after you train a new intern to take your place."

"What?!"