“If I’m you and you’re me, that’s not right, Soeun.”

In a lecturing tone similar to a school principal, Malhee admonished. Soeun couldn’t agree with this assertion.

Of course, even now, facing each other as two women, there is still a tender feeling. It’s because Malhee shared her precious thing with her, as Malhee claimed. However, that doesn’t mean Soeun can be bound as fate companions with Malhee.

“Our Heewook has become a wreck, all because of you.”

Kim Malhee, with red eyes, choked up.

“Don’t say much. Fine. If I did something wrong, I’m sorry.”

But soon, wiping away the moisture in her eyes, she conveyed the matter along with a stiff apology.

“So, come back and marry our Heewook. If you think about what you did to our son, it makes my heart ache, but what can we do? Heewook likes you so much.”

“…Mrs. Yang, it’s a bit awkward. Just because Mr. Yang likes me, should I follow suit? Why can’t you think that I might have feelings too? I broke up because I don’t like Mr. Yang anymore.”

“If our son says so, I’ll die! If I die, you’ll be a murderer!”

I tried to explain so she could understand, but Malhee only sniffled, not responding.

“Soeun, we shouldn’t be apart. We are one body.”

“Then, Mrs. Yang, why don’t you marry Mr. Yang?”

Now Soeun was angry too.

“Mrs. Yang, can’t you think that you’ve never killed my personality?”

All the unjust, painful times she endured, losing hope, erupted, causing a surge of emotions.

“While enduring Mrs. Yang’s and Mr. Yang’s lovely glances, while secretly hearing that I’m a waste to die for, while trying to comfort myself, I’ve killed myself several times.”

“What are you saying? When did I do that!”

“Stop it. There’s no point in arguing.”

Then, a large hand suddenly appeared between Soeun and Malhee. A hand so big that it seemed like it could grab Malhee’s face and shake it enough to throw her. It was Kim Taejun.

Soeun and Malhee’s heads turned to the side simultaneously, and their eyes widened.

“Who are you to meddle here?”

“Has the young lady got a boyfriend.”

“What? …How could you choose a parasite-like man like him no matter what?”

“What?”

With Taejun’s nonchalant dismissal of Malhee’s criticism, Soeun, in the midst of seriousness, burst into laughter, giving strength to her lips. When dealing with Malhee alone, it felt stifling because she was too overbearing, and in a fight, the one with a loud voice wins, making it frustrating. But with him standing beside her, it gave her great strength.

No, it’s not just standing there. Taejun’s presence was overwhelming.

“Where do you think you are? Go back right now.”

Taejun interjected between Malhee and Soeun, completely blocking Soeun from Malhee, and looked down at Malhee, delivering a chilling remark.
“Think about it. You were supposed to be long gone, but you extended your life, thanks to Han Soeun.”

The voice was so intimidating that Soeun felt a sudden chill.

“Your current life is a bonus. You should be grateful for that.”

But Kim Malhee was not going to step back like this. Malhee also confronted fiercely, even resorting to harsh words.

“What’s good about this girl? How can anyone marry her? Huh? A girl covered in knife scars all over her body, the one who terribly loved our Heewook and tore herself away from me. Huh? Do you really like such a girl?”

For a moment, there was a gleam in Taejun’s eyes. Taejun grabbed Malhee’s collar without giving her a chance to make a sound. Malhee, who was petite, was lifted up by Taejun’s strength.

“Why is this happening? Why is this guy like this?”

“If you keep blabbering like that, I can’t stand it.”

Despite Malhee’s face being bruised and battered, Taejun didn’t bat an eye.

He was a man without top or bottom.

Still, Soeun wanted to intervene to comfort Taejun, but there was no room to interfere. Fortunately, Taejun soon let go. Malhee, who fell to the ground, sat there and cried loudly.

“Oh! Oh!”

The loud wailing echoed in the quiet alley. But there was no one to be seen.

Taejun grabbed Malhee’s shoulder and raised her.

“Don’t ever come again. I’m letting you go today. Ma’am.”

“Oh! Oh, I’m dying!”

“Don’t make a fuss and get lost.”

Until the last moment, Taejun remained indifferent.

At the end of the alley, a taxi appeared. It seemed he had called it before arriving. Calmly waving his hand toward the taxi, Taejun opened the door, gently placed Malhee inside, and generously handed money to the driver.

“Please go to Seoul.”

The door closed, and the taxi quickly disappeared. Taejun watched the taxi for a long time and then turned his head.

“Are you okay?”

The man who had been fierce all the time, making her heart pound, quickly changed his expression, like turning a card.

Like never being fierce at all.

Still, Soeun’s throat tingled again as she looked at Taejun, who was so mild.

“How did you know about this place?”

“I stopped by while passing by.”

“Wow, that’s amazing…”

When Soeun stared at him in amazement, Taejun’s eyes narrowed.

“I don’t have any intention to apologize, but am I not scaring you?”