Her blunt tone was a sign of her dissatisfaction with being interrupted in her thoughts.

-Heeran, don’t you know what happened to Director Oh Chang-geun?

“What happened? I haven’t heard from him since he visited my house last time.”

She knew it wasn’t just because he didn’t say anything definitive; their relationship had ended.

Rather than being regretful, she felt relieved because she had met an incomparable man in Oh Chang-geun.

-A few days ago, he was arrested on charges of drug use.

“Arrested?”

Heeran’s eyes widened as if they were about to pop out.

-I heard from a journalist I know. The Sungmyeong Construction side has been desperately trying to block the news, but articles will be pouring out soon.

“…….”

-Did you know he used drugs?

“Of course, I didn’t know. If I did, would I have met that bastard?”

Heeran anxiously nibbled her nails with her worried expression.

“Surely, it won’t splash onto me, right?”

-It’s good to prepare yourself emotionally for now.

“I didn’t even go near drugs!”
-If they investigate, they’ll likely find out about your meeting with Director Oh Chang-geun. Then, won’t you also be suspected? You might need to undergo an investigation.

“All because of some insignificant guy…”

-Don’t worry too much. I’ll contact you when I hear any news.

After ending the call, Heeran downed the remaining wine in one gulp.

The thought of being summoned by the police or prosecution sent shivers down her spine. Even though she was innocent, just being involved in such a situation was terrifying.

On the other hand, the need for a shield became more desperate.

Someone with influence over the police, prosecution, and media.

The first person that came to Heeran’s mind was Chae Seonghyeok.

Yeongin dropped Seonghyeok off near the elevator and exited the underground parking lot.

Knowing that Seonghyeok wouldn’t comply easily, she didn’t bother insisting on leaving the car. She planned to leave early tomorrow morning, just like last time.

About five minutes had passed since leaving the villa.

While waiting at a traffic light, she faintly heard a notification sound from her phone in the back seat.

Turning around, she saw Seonghyeok’s suit jacket, which he had tossed away a moment ago, lying there.

“Ah…”

Now she realized that he had forgotten the jacket, and inside it was his phone.

Yeongin hesitated briefly and then turned the car around.

She couldn’t just leave the phone until tomorrow morning.

Returning to the villa, she parked the car and pressed the doorbell in front of the underground communal entrance. However, there was no response.

She had a premonition that the person might be showering or sleeping. The probability of the former seemed higher.

Yeongin entered the passcode and passed through the communal entrance. She arrived on the third floor, where she pressed the doorbell in front of the main entrance again, but this time, it was in vain.

Last week, the situation was that if the landlord arrived first, she should wait inside. But today was a different scenario; she had no choice but to unlock the door and enter. After unlocking the door and placing the jacket in front of the entrance, the sound of footsteps reached her ears.

When she straightened her bent back, Seonghyeok’s face came into view.

He was wearing a bathrobe, and droplets of water were falling from his hair, as if he had hurriedly come out of the shower.

Yeongin, feeling awkward for no reason, pointed to the jacket with her eyes.

“I left it in the car.”

Seonghyeok immediately understood the situation.

“Did you come back to bring this?”

“It’s because of the phone. I couldn’t just leave it, thinking there might be an urgent call. Please check if something came.”

Worried that he might misunderstand, Yeongin added a few words.

“I didn’t touch the phone.”

“You can touch it or look at it. It doesn’t matter. I told you it doesn’t matter if you see it.”
Seonghyeok had allowed Yeongin to freely look at his phone even before. It meant that he had nothing to hide.

“When are you talking about…?”

Avoiding eye contact, Yeongin mumbled.

“What happened back then can happen now. Nothing has changed.”

“I’ll stop.”

As Yeongin tried to turn away, she was stopped when Seonghyeok grabbed her wrist, forcing her to face him again. From the left hand to the right, both were held by him.

“I don’t want to let you go.”

Yeongin stared silently at his eyes, as if being drawn in.

“If you don’t like it, slap me. Until you come to your senses.”

Yeongin’s pupils flickered as if she was being sucked in.

Didn’t he say that preferences were just preferences?

Since childhood, she liked someone gentle and warm like spring. However, the person she ended up meeting was like summer.

Sensitive and unpredictable, making it hard to predict anything.

Chae Seonghyeok was always scorching like the sun in midsummer, burning everything yet leaving an impression.

Now, his eyes were filled with intense heat.

The moment her back touched the wall, Yeongin’s eyes slowly closed, and then their lips met.