Ha Joon’s eyebrows contorted and shot up.
The index finger that had been scratching his furrowed brow pressed the door lock’s password again. But the unpleasant sound came back.
The reason he was bothered by the man who had followed him from the parking lot became clear.
Boldly entering Ji An’s house right in front of him. He could only look like an absurd guy from the start.
The word ‘punk’ popped out of his mouth without hesitation.
“How does such a punk know her?”
It was not enough to know, he even invited him to his house.
Even if one had no sense of caution towards people, this was something they shouldn’t do to this extent.
“Damn it.”
Seeing his heart so anxious, this argument was a complete victory for Ji An.
The back of his clenched fist was bulging with veins, and his gaze at the iron door was filled with sharpness.
Alright. Let’s say I was too harsh.
So this damn door. Please, this damn door.
Ha Joon’s voice echoed loudly in the hallway.
“Kim Ji An. Open the door. You’re not opening the door?”
Bang bang. Bang.
The loud noise of a hefty iron door and a solid fist clashing echoed.
Ha Joon kept knocking on the door without rest. But the door showed no sign of opening, and his voice became increasingly desperate.
“Ji An. Kim Ji An.”
Beep beep beep.
Finally, the sound of the door lock being unlocked was heard. Ha Joon stopped punching and took a deep breath.
However, the person who opened the door and revealed himself was not Ji An.
Anger rapidly filled Ha Joon’s eyes.
The man asked with an irritated and wild gaze.
“What’s the matter?”
“On the contrary, what are you doing? If a woman invites you, can you just enter any house?”
Ha Joon roughly pulled the arm of the man standing in the way of the door and pushed him outside.
He was carrying out an action he would never normally do. He felt betrayed by Ji An who had unhesitatingly invited such a punk into the house and didn’t even bother to look out for him.
From behind, the voice of the man, pushed out by the force, grumbled.
“Hey.”
“You wait a minute. We’ll talk after I see Ji An.”
The man asked discontentedly while rubbing his arm, but Ha Joon entered the entrance and called Ji An.
“Ji An? So who is that?”
“Kim Ji An! What the hell are you doing? Talk to me.”
The man turned Ha Joon by grabbing one of his shoulders and grabbed his collar. Then he started to speak.
“I don’t know what you’re up to,”
The man’s words could not be finished. It was because Ha Joon grabbed both his arms and swung him to the ground.
As he fiddled with his tie knot and looked down at the floor of the entrance, Ha Joon froze coldly.
The chunky slippers were missing. The ones Ji An would always wear. Moreover, the sight was filled only with men’s shoes.
What?
When Ha Joon opened the door and looked inside the house, he let out a short sigh.
What he faced was a landscape filled with Tottenham team soccer decorations from England.
Neither the chiffon curtain that Ji An liked for creating a soft sunlight nor the fabric sofa that had been sitting next to the water fennel desk by the window were there.
Surprised, Ha Joon took a step back and asked the man.
“What happened?”
The man asked back instead. Seeing the flustered Ha Joon, the tables turned and the man’s attitude was confident.
“So, what exactly is it, kid?”
“Why are you in this house?”
“I moved in. I needed a house urgently, and this one was empty. Got it?”
The man pushed Ha Joon’s chest with his palm, his eyes expressing that he’d let it go this time.
Seeing the stunned look on Ha Joon’s face, the man added as if he understood.
“I’ll consider your apology accepted. Do your consoling by yourself.”
The heavy iron gate closed with a bang. Only then did the electronic sound of the door lock being activated seem unfamiliar.
Ha Joon absentmindedly fixated his gaze on the numbers ‘902’ on the iron gate.
He suppressed his emotions in order to seriously consider the situation.
What on earth had Kim Ji An been doing?
At first, he left it alone thinking that Ji An would come looking in a few days.
When that period was delayed, he thought lightly, “This one is taking a bit longer.”
Even when that became strange, he assumed she was helping with her sister’s schedule.
Returning to Room 901, Ha Joon looked down at his cell phone.
On the cell phone screen, Ji An’s name and eleven numbers were typed, and a message returned stating that the phone was off.
He brushed his anxious face and took off his shirt’s cufflinks and watch and placed them on the dresser.
“You won. I was a bit surprised.”
Ha Joon’s gaze went to the perfume placed on the dressing table.
When he had briefly stopped by the house after returning from Sokcho, a shopping bag containing perfume was placed in front of the middle gate.
The reason he had been indifferent and observed the situation was because of that. He couldn’t help but think that Ji An was discreetly visiting the house.
Damn it.
Ha Joon’s hand, which had been unbuttoning his dress shirt, paused for a moment.
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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