“He says he has a boyfriend! Where is a boyfriend who leaves his girlfriend like this!”

Stupid girl. Even if I suggest dating, she should be the one to control herself.

Does it make sense to believe a visually impaired boyfriend? But she believed those words like iron…

There was no guarantee that such incidents would not happen once they officially started dating. No, even bigger incidents might occur.

He had to live his life carefully.

No, even if she could handle everything herself without worrying about him, the label of having a visually impaired boyfriend would continue to follow the woman.

He would have to keep explaining, keep persuading…

It was worse than death to make the woman he loved like that.

He should tell Ji-hyun to stop Sooyoung from coming…

He should have said that when he came to her house yesterday. In fact, he remembered the thought, but he didn’t have the courage.

Now, it was impossible to imagine a life without her by his side…

When he heard her say that she got hurt because of him, it hurt like someone tightly gripping his heart.

He couldn’t breathe well. He even lashed out at Na-eun, who brought him home.

Na-eun cried again.
Continuing to despise himself for causing harm only to those around him, Woojin, unknowingly, rolled up his sleeves and tightly gripped his arms.

It’s been a method of self-punishment for a while now.

Later, even this method couldn’t erase his guilt, so he took medication.

Not knowing what kind of medicine it was, he had taken all the pills prescribed by Dr. Kang Hyeongmin.

When the taste of blood spread in his mouth, suddenly, from the living room, a strange sound was heard. Did Seol Ji-hyun come?

However, the sound was oddly different. If Seol Ji-hyun had come, there should have been a tapping sound, but it was a thumping sound. Could it be…?

Woojin dampened the blanket and briskly walked toward the door.

As he entered the living room, the strange footsteps stopped. Then, a familiar fragrance tickled his nose.

Soon, the voice he desperately wanted to hear since last night finally teased his ears.

“Leaving me for another woman in front of your girlfriend… Leaving so blatantly… Seol Yong, the writer, will be rumored to be a playboy. Seriously.”

“…You…”

Gazing defiantly, Sooyoung looked at the man emitting a somewhat dampened tone.

The crutch was for style, and in his haste, he had left the taxi, dragging his injured leg all the way.

The leg, which seemed to have lost sensation due to the cast, tingled as it throbbed.

Woojin walked slowly towards her, then sat down at a distance of about a foot, crossing his legs.

Soon, his large hand began to explore her leg. The hand that gently touched the leg without the cast soon moved to the casted leg.

Although the cast should have made his touch imperceptible, somehow, as soon as his hand touched, the leg felt a burning sensation as if receiving a hot pack.

Should he ask if she’s okay… or should he apologize…

“You…”

The hand that was exploring the casted leg weakly dropped to the floor.

“You’re fired.”