Absolute Threshold

Absolute Threshold — Chapter 55. Peach Iced Tea

Translator: Atlas

Weekly Chapter 2/3

“It seems that my wife has not changed her behavior because my subordinates have not supported you properly. I wondered how I should punish them.”

“…Honey. I just went shopping with Jumi today.”

He always did the same thing when she saw Jung Yoongyo, mainly to discuss work schedules, but today was the exception. She actually went to visit Jumi, but she ran into Yoongyo, so she had a justification.

“Today? Then what did you do the other days?”

President Kwon frowned.

“I refuse to feign ignorance. You didn’t mind publicly humiliating me.”

Evidence was lacking, yet President Kwon was confident in his conjecture. That meant her excuses were useless. There was no one to serve as a witness.

President Kwon stubbed out his cigarette on the kneeling man’s shirt. Hayoung clenched her fists as she looked at the subordinate, his eyes red with so much pain.

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Early this morning, she felt that Yoongyo had come in to check her integrity, but she could not wake up. Since she was pregnant, once she fell asleep, her body became heavy like a melted dumpling. Yoongyo had also said something to her, but she did not understand because she was drowsy.

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“Would you like some peach iced tea?”

Inho, who noticed that she enjoyed fruit-flavored iced tea, took the initiative. When she thought about peaches, her mouth watered. She had never enjoyed fruit so much, but since she was pregnant, she craved things she didn’t even think about.

“Coffee shop profits have been substantially down.”

“However, as the Boss, you have the right to treat yourself.”

“It’s really not necessary.”

“You always say that. I know I’m an employee, but this worries me.”

“Alright. Then let’s all drink iced tea together.”

It showed an exceptional vulnerability to someone as compassionate as Inho. Jumi, who had brought syrup to make tea, looked at her watch. The coffee shop was one hour away from its scheduled shutdown. Customers dwindled as the scheduled shutdown approached. Gradually, a quiet atmosphere began to develop in the coffee shop.

When all the customers left, Jumi sat down with three employees at a table.

“Boss, do you feel well?”

“I guess I don’t look good. Everyone asks me the same question.”

“Even at lunchtime, you’re unable to consume a complete meal.”

“Do you have an appetite?”

“She doesn’t even have an appetite. She can barely drink tea.”

The employees laughed at Eunju’s words.

After they drank the tea, they began to clean up. She felt alive when she did the same task as her employees.

Kyunghoon, who was cleaning on the second floor, peeked his head out when he heard something break. Jumi hurriedly approached her.

“Did you get hurt, Inho?”