The Second Love ||PJ&RP

CHAPTER 53: Return one thousand fold

Old man Mo and Mo Junkyu walked Rose Han to the door.

Outside, Rose Han turned to look at the young man and her heart softened to the core.

The last time she saw him, he was only up to her neck, but now, he
stood at the same height as her.

He had matured into a fine young man.

But, at this moment, she could see the sadness in his brown eyes.

Like a child who was going to be abandoned again.

Lifting her hand, she gently pat his head, "Be good and listen to Yeye."

Junkyu held his feelings in and nod his head obediently, "Mm."

Rose Han reassured him with a warm smile, "I'm here now, so don't worry anymore."

Without a reply, Mo Junkyu smiles with glistening eyes.

His older sister was really here and she was here to stay.

Only god knows how much he misses her every day.

Saying their goodbyes, Rose Han enter her car and drove away from the Mo Mansion.

Glancing at the rear view mirror, she
could see her grandfather going back
inside the house, but Mo Junkyu was still standing in the porch.

His lonely figure getting smaller and
smaller as her car drove further away.

It wasn't until her car exit the metal gates, did he reluctantly go inside the mansion.

Rose Han stare at the setting sun ahead.

The red sky really makes one drift into deep thoughts.

She thought about the sad look Junkyu  gave her.

She knew that look all too well.

From her parents death till now, she still remembers the feeling of being talked and looked down on.

Thirteen years ago, when her maternal grandmother was still alive, the old couple had visit a small town by the Ocean.

Due to mishap, they found a
little boy unconscious in the fields covered in dirt and burnt marks.

Grandmother Mo took pity on the little boy and made the old man carry the little boy back with them to the town.

It was then that they learned the little
boy's family was murder by some
hooligans and their family home was burned down.

As for the little boy's family members, no one survived.

Old man Mo felt sympathy for the little boy, who reminded him of Rose Han.

When the old couple adopted Junkyu,
they gave him the surname Mo and gave him a new home and life. Mo Junkyu wasn't her brother by blood.

Nor was he born with the surname Mo, but Rose Han loved the Little Junkyu  when they first met.

It was the feeling of an older sister's love for her younger brother.

He was her family even if they
weren't related by blood.

Because she lived in a different country, she could only visit when her
paternal grandfather had the time to
take her.

But every time she visited him, she noticed that he was always covered in bruises and wounds.

He had always used some kind of lame excuse to cover up, so she didn't think much of it.

It wasn't until later, she found out that it was the children from the other Mo
families that picked on him for being
adopted and a child who didn't have a
family.

Those children cursed him and bullied him.

But who was Rosé Han?

She was one who never liked to see others get bully, especially when it came to her family.

To her, Junkyu was her family, whereas the other children were just kids with the same surname.

For every time they picked on Junkyu, she would return it a hundred folds.

Her parents and maternal
grandparents had kept her identity hidden from the other families, so everyone just mistook her as a relative because of her surname, Han.

Even though she was never around,
she had kept close contact with people
she hid in the dark to protect her
grandfather and brother.

She learned that even now, Junkyu was still bullied and looked down on.

Thinking till there, Rose Han smirk as her car drove into the distance in the
e direction of Seoul.

'Second Mo family, I , Rose Han am here now. Don't think your schemes
against my Yeye and brother will
escape my eyes! For what you did, I will return one thousand folds!'