As time passed, Chun Jiwoo and Hugo became closer and closer. In the beginning, they merely texted each other questions like, “Did you eat?”

However, Chun Jiwoo’s texts asking how he was came daily. If he hadn’t eaten, she would ask him to buy her a meal. It was enough to cover the dry cleaning fee.

Chun Jiwoo had probably done it on purpose since Hugo had started to ignore his meals after Lee Gun’s death. 

Even if people around him prepared food for him, he would rather drink alcohol than eat food to fill his stomach.

However, Chun Jiwoo was aware of something. Whenever Hugo ordered food meant for two servings, he inevitably had to have a drink.

But she also knew that his personality wouldn’t allow a woman to eat by herself. Hugo found it too awkward, and Chun Jiwoo’s assumptions were correct. 

“Uh… Miss Jiwoo. You’re having the Hangover Soup set again?”

“Yes. Why?”

“You had the Hangover Soup yesterday too. Order something more expensive. I’m buying. You can order some meat or pasta…”

“Oh my! What’s wrong with this?”

“Miss Jiwoo.”

“Yes?”

“Do you perhaps drink daily?”

Of course, the problem was that Hugo said unnecessary things. Still, the Hangover soup was good for Hugo, who had become an alcoholic.

Chun Jiwoo also dragged him outside and stopped him from drinking. 

Hugo slowly distanced himself from the life of someone dejected. In fact, he was disgusted as he looked in the mirror. He looked at his own body. 

“Wow! This is crazy! I have a gut...