As Mrs. Do fled the mansion, there were eyes following her.
“What? You’re coming out this fast?”
Activating the radar, it was Hyewon who was chasing Mrs. Do relentlessly.
[DASH] Oppa, I have a good idea. Let’s set a trap!Her cunning plan was to subtly imply that Juwon knew the truth about the panties and trap him.
‘If Mrs. Do is really the culprit, she’ll try to destroy the evidence somehow.’
It was a plan to seize the opportunity.
Hearing Juwon’s story that he hadn’t had a nightmare last night, her suspicion turned into certainty. She had hastily taken a vacation, only hoping that Mrs. Do would react to the trap.
“Oh? Where is she going?”
Observing Mrs. Do’s movements from her hiding place in the car, Hyewon was slightly taken aback.
She expected, at best, to see Mrs. Do come out of the house to throw away garbage or approach someone near the house. However, Mrs. Do came out with a large bag as if leaving the house.
‘Is she leaving the house altogether?’
Hyewon, who had planned to collect evidence if Mrs. Do disposed of it near the house, was puzzled by the rapidly moving taxi.
‘What should I do?’
She briefly thought about reporting it to the police but quickly shook her head.
What exactly should she report?
Being in a trailing position, she couldn’t request personal protection, and not knowing what Mrs. Do was up to, she couldn’t report a crime.
She couldn’t properly guess her destination either.
But it seemed risky to just chase after her.
‘I did take out a lax insurance policy just in case…’
Gazing at the taxi getting farther away, Hyewon’s ears heard a yawn-mixed voice.
“Oh, who the heck is that ahjumma? She was on fire with the lyrics a moment ago. What is she doing, calling people over at dawn?”
Philip, who came out at the offer of ten thousand won, was full of energy. Hyewon glanced at Philip with an unpleasant look.
“It’s not important to focus on such lyrics right now. Can’t you see the urgent situation?”
“Those lyrics are important! This time, real inspiration came! Listen. You are my woman, yo! Give me a chance, yo! But you are a fox, yo! No, no to fox behavior, yo!”
“Shut up and fasten your seatbelt.”
As Hyewon wavered, afraid of missing the departing taxi, she quickly stepped on the accelerator.
“Where are you going?”
“You’ll find out when we get there.”
The not-so-close pseudo-siblings raised their sunglasses as if they had made a promise.
The old used car rumbled up the slope.
[Star Icon]After about an hour, the taxi arrived at a small house on the mountainside.
It was strangely atmospheric to call it a temple, and it was conspicuously colorful to be called an ordinary house.
Mrs. Do got out of the taxi in front of the small tiled house, where various colored flags fluttered.
No one followed her, and as she entered the front door holding the bag preciously, Hyewon’s car arrived, stirring up a cloud of dust.
Creak!
She had come quite a distance without being noticed, but the winding mountain path offered only one way, so Hyewon could not miss her.
“Wait here.”
Hyewon said, fixing her gaze on the spot where Mrs. Do disappeared.
“You want me to wait here alone? What if something happens? It’s dangerous.”
“Looks like a fortune-telling place. What danger could there be in a place like this?”
When Hyewon’s expectation that a shaman would be involved in this incident turned out to be correct, she felt completely justified. Seeing Mrs. Do holding the bag to her chest and looking around, Hyewon was sure.
‘As expected, my guess was right. There’s something in that bag!’
If only she could discreetly take it out, but Mrs. Do had already entered the fortune-telling place. She didn’t know what was inside, but for now, it seemed best to watch and wait for an opportunity to snatch it when she let her guard down.
“Wait here for a moment. Get ready with the extension cord if something happens. Got it?”
“Extension cord?”
“It’s right there.”
“This is an extension cord? Are you kidding me?”
What Hyewon pointed to was a dust brush placed in the back seat.
Philip, with a cute appearance of fluffy fur on the small stick, licked his tongue.
“Is this enough for defense? I think my fiery punch is better!”
“Shh, lower your voice. Let’s go in, then!”
Hyewon entered through the front door, lowering her body like a government agent on a secret mission.
The tiled house had two rooms and a kitchen attached, a simple structure. Hyewon, who pondered which of the two rooms Mrs. Do might have entered, easily found the answer.
The only pair of sneakers were neatly placed on the flat stone.
‘Those must be Mrs. Do’s shoes.’
Certain of this, Hyewon quietly turned on the secretly brought recorder and stealthily moved her steps.
“…Now that things have come to this, it seems we can’t delay any longer. We planned to conclude it within this year anyway, so we should finish it now.”
My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
