Hyunji rummaged through her phone call history, muttering. A part of Heeuk’s heart stung. It was the same phrase his mom and sister had occasionally spat out towards Soeun.

With wounded pride, Heeuk left Hyunji’s office.

Once again, the thought of Han Soeun crossed his mind.

Yesterday, Heeuk impulsively went to meet Soeun.

It was because he thought Soeun might miss him as much as he regretted missing her. If Soeun showed a desire to start again, he wanted to continue the relationship, even if it was a secret affair. And who knows, after receiving everything from Hyunji, he might break up and return to Han Soeun.

Soeun looked even more beautiful after a long time, and there was a burning desire. However, Han Soeun rejected him with her pretty face. Moreover,

“What are you talking about? Who’s having a hard time? And I have a boyfriend.”

She has a boyfriend.
Not someone else, but Han Soeun. Just turned twenty-six, and less than a month after breaking up with her first boyfriend, she already has a new one.

I couldn’t believe it at all.

It must be a lie. But if it’s not…

‘Could she have fallen for some weirdo who might even scam her this time?’

Out of genuine concern, unable to shake off the worry, Heeuk left the office.

As Bobae started to doze off after drinking a lot, the company dinner concluded with the first round. Manager Song Moonkyung’s husband came to pick her up, and since he offered to take Bobae as well, Moonkyung and Bobae left first.

“Shall we leave too?”

Taejun proposed to Soeun and Eunpyo.

“Yes. I’ll take Manager Han Soeun.”

Eunpyo responded with a sense of duty, feeling responsible for their colleague.

“Manager Han, did you say you live in Gwonseondong?”

Without responding to Eunpyo’s question, Taejun turned his head and asked Soeun.

“Oh, yes.”

Soeun replied, glancing at Taejun, unaware of why he was asking. Taejun immediately got his answer.

“I have some business in Gwonseondong, so let’s go together.”

He had asked so openly if she lived in Gwonseondong for this reason.

“Really?”

“Yes.”

Taejun dryly replied to Eunpyo’s brief question. In the short time before the approaching taxi arrived, he quickly loaded Soeun first and then got into the taxi. In the brief moment when Jang Eunpyo, the supervisor, couldn’t say anything, Taejun closed the door after receiving Eunpyo’s farewell.

“Take care on your way home.”

“Yes.”

After exchanging a brief greeting with Eunpyo, Taejun closed the taxi door. As the taxi departed, he sighed, leaning back on the backrest.

Ha-ah. Soeun tensed up at the prolonged sigh of Taejun.

In the end, he couldn’t vomit the alcohol. The cup of soju he gulped down all at once quickly heated up his entire body. On top of that, Taejun slapped him on the back. Embarrassed and ashamed, Soeun’s face turned even redder. After hearing a scolding from Manager Jang Eunpyo, Taejun, who had not let go of Soeun even after that, strange and worried about whether he would go to the hospital or not, even made a bizarre comment and called a doctor he knew to ask how to remove alcohol. Taejun’s actions were strange not only to Soeun but to everyone. Although he had repeatedly emphasized that he had quit drinking, it must have been awkward to show off in front of people. It seemed Song Moonkyung, the manager, had noticed something.

Anyway, whether it was alcohol or water, it was his fault for not distinguishing it and suddenly swallowing it. Perhaps he was anxious because he had shown a useless side after drinking so much. Maybe he was worried about making a mistake.

“Sir, I actually like and can drink alcohol. I said I won’t drink because I’m afraid I might like it too much and can’t control it. Don’t worry.”
Soeun felt sorry for causing unnecessary worry to Taejun. Taejun reached out and firmly held Soeun’s hand.

“How’s your stomach?”

“I’m fine. Really.”

“Is it really okay, or are you just pretending it’s okay?”

His tone suggested that he couldn’t trust her answer. It’s really difficult for sincerity to get through.

Ha-ah. Taejun sighed deeply once again.

“In the future, whatever happens, tell me right away.”

“Huh?”

“Talking about Han Soeun to others, especially to Supervisor Jang Eunpyo, hurts my pride a lot.”

It was about the conversation when Yang Heeuk visited yesterday. As expected, it hurt his feelings.

“Why did Yang Heeuk come? Does he want to meet again?”

At her inquiry about how to handle Yang Heeuk, Soeun hesitated for a moment before making a decision.

“Did I mention that person’s name to the director?”

Taejun, who had been contemplating how to handle Yang Heeuk’s inquiry, was confused by Soeun’s question. Consequently, his response came a bit late.

“I didn’t have to tell you; you could figure it out. There was a picture of you on Soeun’s desk.”

There used to be a photo of Yang Heeuk on Soeun’s desk. A picture of Yang Heeuk striking a pose in front of a nameplate that read ‘Attorney Yang Heeuk.’

Ah, Soeun seemed to remember that now, staring blankly, then nodding abruptly, and finally feeling embarrassed.

“Then you’ll remember my face too, I guess.”

“I forgot. It was ugly.”

In response to the self-deprecating remark that Soeun murmured, Taejun threw back an answer. Such things weren’t important.

“What did that bastard say? He can’t forget Ms. Han Soeun?”

Silent confirmation without any hesitation. It was a response that didn’t fall short of kindling Taejun’s anger.

“Crazy son of a b****, he’s got some nerve.”

How should I kill this guy?

Taejun gritted his teeth and growled.