“You can’t trust those thugs either.”
It would have been better to handle it personally. Even if he were suspected as the culprit, capturing him would be the end.
He had removed the black box from the sedan before going there.
It wasn’t that bad.
“Now I need to take a break.”
Chairman Yoo went straight to the hospital room.
The eyes of the bodyguards and secretaries guarding the corridor were focused on him.
“Chairman!”
“Call a nurse and ask for an IV.”
Once inside the room, he threw away the clothes he was wearing.
Only after changing into patient clothes did he finally feel relieved.
He gulped down cold water, cleared his hazy mind, and then placed the laptop bag he had taken from Han Jin-tae on the bed.
“You foolish kid, did you really think you’d be safe if you came like this?”
He unzipped the bag.
When he tried to take out the laptop, what he held was a square cutting board wrapped tightly with tape.
“Oh, no!”
Chairman Yoo shook the bag upside down.
Then, a folded note came out, and he picked it up.
In it, there was a short note that seemed to be written by Han Jin-tae.
In the end, the final winner of this incident was Park Do-jun. Inspiration lost.
In disappointment, Chairman Yoo staggered.
At that moment, there was a commotion outside, and the door creaked open.
It was the police.
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Do-jun explained the situation to the police who had arrived at the scene.
He handed over the contents of the conversation with Han Jin-tae before coming here and the recorded file of their recent conversation.
Paramedics were moving Han Jin-tae on a stretcher.
Not a single place remained untouched; everything around was a mess.
“How is Han Jin-tae’s condition?”
“He’s dead.”
As expected.
Han Jin-tae had come here to die.
Perhaps he wanted to avoid a more miserable death.
It was unclear whether such a death was what he had wished for.
“Mr. Chairman! Look at this.”
“What is it?”
“A media outlet has released an exclusive breaking news.”
Director Song handed over a phone with an article about Chairman Yoo.
It contained various wrongdoings and double lives he had committed.
Han Jin-tae had already handed over all the information to the media.
Then, he had negotiated to have the article published at the time of his choosing.
The article was now out in the world.
“Eventually, it turned out like this.”
Do-jun was caught in an empty feeling where the future was not visible.
A bitter aftertaste made his stomach churn.
He lit a cigarette for a moment.
After swallowing the refreshing smoke down his throat, he wanted to expel the bad memories.
“Enough. What’s the use of cigarettes.”
He had to go home.
Even at this moment, he had to convey this news to Hae-joo, who was probably waiting anxiously.
It was over now.
Let’s just be happy from now on, he thought.
“How many years has it been?”
Since the moment he fell in love with Hae-joo, every day for Do-jun was a war.
He lived each day in tension as if he could die at any moment.
The day when Hae-joo first came to his house was clear.
She, who had eyed Do-jun sharply, was now a complete wife.
“Hae-joo.”
Do-jun wanted to go to the sea with Hae-joo again.
He wanted to take a plane and lie on the beach far away.
If he sent all the hardships to the waves, then maybe…
“Are you President Park Do-jun?”
It was an incident involving a person’s death.
After confirming the videos given by Do-jun, the police began their investigation.
During the time they were handling the scene, reporters who had heard the news and rushed from media outlets crowded around for coverage.
“I have a few questions.”
It wasn’t easy to go straight home.
During the time of handling the scene, Do-jun had to answer the police’s questions.
By now, it had passed midnight.
It wasn’t until dawn that the police gave permission to leave, and Do-jun got into the car.
“President, should I drive?”
“No, thanks. Director Song has also been through a lot; go in and rest.”
During the drive home, he didn’t have any thoughts.
Due to driving like a machine and only looking ahead, I suddenly woke up to find myself at home. As soon as I parked the car in the garage, Hae-joo jumped out.
“Do-jun!”
Do-jun seemed lost, wanting to reach out to Hae-joo running towards him, but he couldn’t.
“Hurry, open the car door!”
Hae-joo’s scream echoed painfully through the closed car window.
Finally, Do-jun, with his disheveled hair, recalled a memory that had been haunting his soul. It was the scene of Han Jin-tae being hit by a car.
“…Get lost.”
Only with a word, like a spell or a command, did his body move.
He pulled the car door handle and stepped outside.
“Do-jun!”
Hae-joo, who ran into his arms, hugged him, burying her nose in his neck.
Despite being so delicate and small, she had supported Do-jun all this time, and it made his throat tighten.
“I saw it on TV. Chairman Yoo has been urgently arrested.”
“Is that so?”
“I tried calling so many times, but you didn’t answer… It was worrying.”
As soon as they arrived at the scene, he had turned off his phone.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
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