My Unrequited Love Is an Absolute Secret - Chapter 93

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Chapter 93

Harry’s family hadn’t entered this situation unprepared.
They’d researched what kinds of questions people who had recently traveled abroad and returned typically faced.
They’d also consulted with a lawyer about what documents would be good to bring.
The university acceptance, fortunately, fell within their expectations.
“Yes, I do have it. Would it be alright if I showed you via email? I received the acceptance notice while traveling, so I wasn’t able to print it separately.”
“Let me see it then.”
My hands trembled as I barely managed to find the acceptance email.
“Here it is.”
I thought that would prove it, but it didn’t at all.
“Is this really your email account?”
“Yes. It’s really my account.”
“Prove it.”
“I’m sorry?”
How was I supposed to prove that this was really my account?
Flustered, I found myself glancing at my parents without thinking.
The examiner then suddenly shouted.
“Don’t look at other people! We’re talking right now!”
All eyes turned toward me.
Startled by the loud voice, I shrank back, and my father moved to step forward, but my mother held him back.
If they confronted him directly, they would be at a disadvantage.
All they could do now was hope that I would get through this safely.
“I’m sorry…”
As I apologized, the questioning continued.
“Who paid for your university tuition?”
“My parents.”
“Your mother? Or your father? Be specific.”
The sudden question confused me.
The pressure that any mistake could cause serious trouble made me break into a cold sweat.
“My father.”
“Your major?”
“Business Administration.”
“But you’ve already found work in Korea? What company?”
I squeezed my eyes shut.
Would it have been better if my father hadn’t brought that up?
“It’s an Entertainment Company. I wrote song lyrics, and that’s why I signed a copyright contract.”
“Songwriting? But you said you were majoring in Business Administration. This won’t do.”
The examiner gestured to another officer and told him to follow.
Even as I tried to protest, the examiner wouldn’t listen.
“Next person!”
In the end, I entered the Secondary Room with my family.
‘This shouldn’t have come to this.’
We were legal immigrants.
Our visas were in order, and we’d paid every tax without fail.
We’d never even violated a traffic signal.
Honestly, it felt like we were being made scapegoats for no reason.
For instance, when we returned from Canada with Aemerus’s family, there hadn’t been any problems at all.
But the angrier I became, the more I suffered.
It was the guilt of having dragged my family into this predicament.
‘If only I hadn’t suggested we go to Korea….’
I understood what it meant to enter the country at a time like this.
But because of my meager ambition to debut as a lyricist, my entire family had been put in this difficult situation.
Seeing my younger sibling, too frightened even to cry, only doubled my guilt.
“I’d like to speak with a lawyer.”
At my father’s words, the officer let out a derisive snort.
“Cell phones are absolutely prohibited here. We’ll be conducting interrogations in order, so wait quietly.”
Even actual criminals wouldn’t be treated this way.
My grip tightened on the hat I’d been holding.
It was a gift I’d barely managed to find just before leaving Korea.
I’d kept it in my hands throughout the flight, afraid it would wrinkle if I put it in my bag.
‘Aemerus must be waiting.’
Only then did my thoughts turn to him.
I wished I could at least send word that I’d be delayed due to complications in the examination process.
But judging by the officer’s watchful gaze, it seemed utterly impossible.
“Sigh….”
As I exhaled and rubbed my face, my mother pulled me into an embrace.
My heart had barely begun to settle in her familiar warmth when new examiners entered.
“Why did you go to Korea?”
The questioning was starting from the beginning all over again.
I repeated the answers I’d given before.
This time, I even submitted the contract with GT Entertainment as evidence.
The examiners carefully reviewed it line by line, even translating the Korean contract themselves.
Surely this would be enough?
That was when I allowed myself to hope.
“We’ll be checking your recent SNS activity.”
“….”
I didn’t ask why they needed to see that.
It was better to show them my SNS rather than answer their questions.
As I obediently handed over my phone, the inspectors examined it with utmost seriousness.
‘I’m glad I followed Faye’s advice.’
Faye had warned me about this before.
Not to post anything criticizing the United States on social media, and to always act as if I were being watched.
Even after things became awkward between Faye and me, I had continued to follow her counsel, so there was nothing to worry about.
At worst, there was only a video of me being ignored by a haughty cat.
‘When will this end?’
The atmosphere treating me like a criminal, combined with the endless barrage of questions, had left me mentally exhausted.
‘Will they at least let me go home?’
The anxiety about potentially being denied entry only added to my mental fatigue.
‘Aemerus probably got tired of waiting and left already.’
I hoped he had gone back home.
There was no guarantee when this inspection would end.
“Who is this person?”
As if on cue, the inspectors pointed to Aemerus in the photo and asked.
“He’s my boyfriend.”
“Where did you meet?”
“We went to the same High School.”
“What’s his name?”
They really do ask about everything.
Why on earth were they checking my boyfriend’s name?
I grumbled inwardly.
“Aemerus Huntington.”
“Huntington?”
“Yes.”
Surely it couldn’t be the Huntington I know.
Just as the inspector tilted his head in confusion.
Knock, knock.
Someone rapped on the Secondary Room door.
The door opened before anyone inside could say to come in.
“My apologies. It’s an urgent matter. Are you Mr. Lee and his family from Korea?”
“Yes. What is it?”
“Could I trouble you to show me your flight tickets and passports?”
The newcomer spoke with noticeably more courtesy than the inspectors, addressing them with clear deference.
“Here you are.”
“Thank you. Flight number KE085 confirmed. I appreciate your cooperation.”
The official flashed a kind smile at me, then turned back to the inspectors.
“It appears there’s been a misunderstanding. These individuals have verified identities, so we can let them through now.”
The inspectors’ expressions darkened at his words.
He seemed to believe his authority had been infringed upon.
“The examination hasn’t been completed yet.”
“It’s an order from above.”
At that, the examiners’ mouths snapped shut as if by magic.
The employee who had delivered the directive turned back to Harry’s family with a bright smile.
“That must have been exhausting. Allow me to escort you to the exit.”
Harry’s family rose to their feet in bewilderment, grateful to be released from this ordeal.
“You have quite a lot of luggage. Please, let me carry it for you.”
“No, that’s all right.”
Moments ago they’d been treated like criminals, and now suddenly like honored guests.
As Harry regarded the employee with a dubious expression, he winked at her with practiced ease.
“You should have mentioned you knew Mr. Huntington from the start.”
“I’m… sorry?”
Mr. Huntington?
Why would Aemerus’s father’s name come up here?
Despite my confusion, we managed to retrieve our luggage and made our way outside.
“I’ll be taking my leave now. Please, do speak well of me to Mr. Huntington. I’m counting on you.”
The employee left behind those cryptic words and departed.
[What on earth is all this?]
Father furrowed his brow, utterly bewildered.
I felt the same way.
It felt as though we’d been trapped in an endless nightmare.
[Let’s get out of here quickly before they detain us again.]
[Yes, let’s do that.]
At Mother’s words, Father hoisted Robin onto his back.
It would allow us to move far more swiftly that way.
[Did we get all our belongings?]
[Yes.]
Even amid the chaos, I managed to secure my hat and glanced around nervously.
When we’d descended from the plane, the sun had still been shining, but now darkness had fallen completely.
Much time had passed, yet I found myself scanning the crowd, hoping against hope that Aemerus might be here.
“Lili!”
The man I’d longed for so desperately stood right before my eyes.
“Aemerus, you’re still… you didn’t leave…”
Before I could even take a step forward in joy, Aemerus strode toward me and pulled me into his embrace.
“Are you all right?”
It was strange.
Just moments ago, there had been no sign of tears.
Yet at a single word from him, they came pouring down as if they’d been waiting all along.
“I’m sorry. The immigration inspection took longer than expected… This is my first time being sent to the Secondary Room.”
When Harry was younger, this kind of thing never happened.
‘I was truly blessed with good fortune.’
I should be grateful for all the luck I’ve had so far and stop crying now.
I shouldn’t act like a child.
But the more I thought that way, the more my tears refused to stop.
“Waaah!”
As Harry cried, Robin began to cry along with her.
It was as if the tears she’d been holding back finally burst forth.
“I knew it. It’s okay now. I’m here.”
“…That’s exactly why I’m crying even more.”
Harry’s eyes were as red as a rabbit’s, and the sight of her sniffling tugged at my heart.
Aemerus gazed at her tenderly and stroked her hair before offering a belated greeting to Harry’s Parents.
“It’s been a while since we last met. And I’ve now become Harry’s boyfriend.”
The tears vanished from Harry’s eyes in an instant.

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