Already at the peak of anxiety, Se Jun ignored Se Hee’s attempts to calm him and pointed accusingly at Tae Seok Kyu and Dr. Han.

“It was Seo Ji An I messed with initially. I didn’t even know who Tae Kang Hyun’s girlfriend was! His girlfriend was alive. It was you who switched her with a living person and held a funeral! Do you think you’ll be safe if I get caught? Do you think I’ll keep quiet? If this is how it’s going to be, I’d rather go to Tae Kang Hyun and tell him everything. Yeah, damn it! We’ll die together, I won’t die alone!”

Se Jun, his eyes wide with threat, spat out his words and stormed off his seat.

The son-in-law of a congressman aiming for the presidency, the president of Seo Won Enter with tremendous influence in the broadcasting world.

This was the desperate struggle of a man who didn’t want to fall from a life of luxury and power to the gutter.

“President Goo Se Jun, lower your voice a bit. After all, it was you who ordered Seo Yoon’s car accident. Even Kang Hyun was seriously injured in that accident. Do you think Kang Hyun will forgive you?”

Tae Seok Kyu, who had been leisurely continuing his meal, set down his chopsticks and squinted his eyes.

“It was those bastards who screwed up…”

“Enough. Stop the excuses and go take a trip to Europe with your sister-in-law.”

“…What will change when I come back?”

“I’ll take care of everything in the meantime. Get everything sorted and leave as soon as possible. Six months should be enough.”

“You’ll handle it personally?”

Se Jun’s chest, which had been heaving with agitation, gradually settled down.

“Yes, we’re all in the same boat anyway. There’s no point in creating unnecessary strife.”

Tae Seok Kyu’s belated assurance brought some relief.
Goo Se Hee, pulling his arm to sit down, coaxed Goo Se Jun, who reluctantly folded his legs and sat down, and received a glass of liquor offered by Tae Seok Kyu, who was smiling politely.

“There won’t be any problems going forward. It’s already too late for Kang Hyun to turn things around.”

Tae Seok Kyu was at ease.

The plan was to placate Goo Se Jun lightly for now and cut off the tail cleanly before he met Kang Hyun.

The boat they were on wouldn’t sink just because Goo Se Jun got off.

Even if Kang Hyun suspected him, there was still a last card to play.

Four years ago.

“I’m pregnant.”

Seated against a cheap bed headboard, Ji An calmly delivered the shocking news to Se Jun, who was in disbelief.

In the dimly lit motel room under the red light, Goo Se Jun, zipping up his pants, frowned.

“What? You said you were taking birth control, what pregnancy?”

“I stopped taking it a while ago.”

Goo Se Jun, with his mouth agape, blinked and then turned around to grab Ji An’s shoulders.

“What nonsense are you talking about? You didn’t use birth control? Why!”

“I wanted to have Se Jun’s baby.”

“Now you say this! Are you joking right now?”

Se Jun, glaring fiercely at Ji An, took a deep breath to calm his trembling lips.

As if his wife’s declaration of divorce wasn’t enough, now Ji An being pregnant was unthinkable.

“I’ve made an appointment for tomorrow at the hospital. I’ll get the ultrasound and show you.”

Ji An, looking straight into Se Jun’s grim face, smiled as if she really was pregnant, placing her hand on her lower belly.

She had stopped taking birth control, but a baby didn’t come easily. So, she prepared an ultrasound picture from a pregnant classmate.

It was a lie bound to be exposed eventually, but she wanted to hold onto Se Jun by any means.

Goo Se Jun was a man Ji An couldn’t bear to lose.

To someone, he might be a pathetic human, but to Ji An, who had nothing, he was no different from a prince on a white horse who could pull her life into the sunshine.

So, she was greedy. She didn’t want to return to a life of poverty.

“You’re lying now. No, even if it’s true, it doesn’t matter. I’ll find a clinic and contact you, go and get rid of it.”

“I’m going to have it.”

“Seo Ji An, have you lost your mind?”

“Your wife wants a divorce. Divorce her and live with me, Se Jun. Okay?”

“What are you?”

Ji An reached out, but Goo Se Jun harshly swatted her hand away, irritably brushing his hair back.

This is why one shouldn’t maintain a relationship with low-class people for too long.

Falling for her sexy appearance and young age, he had failed to end things with Seo Ji An for over six months.

He thought she was becoming increasingly demanding, but he never expected her to covet a place by his side.

“Se Jun.”

“Acting all pretty and now you backstab like this. You thought you became someone important because you wear expensive clothes and carry nice bags? Who are you to covet someone else’s place, really?”

“I love you, Se Jun.”

Despite hearing such demeaning verbal abuse, Ji An, unfazed, smiled and whispered her love.

“Hey, Seo Ji An.”
“That’s why I can’t give up. Once I get the ultrasound photo from the hospital, I’m going to meet Se Jun’s wife.”

“Are you crazy? Wait… were you also behind the photos sent of us entering this motel?”

To avoid being caught by his in-laws, Se Jun deliberately sought out cheap motels. Suspecting something was off about being photographed despite being extra careful, he turned his doubts toward Ji An.

“Yes. And I’m serious about meeting Se Jun’s wife.”

Se Jun, lost for words, let out a hollow laugh.

The blood that had been boiling in the daylight bed went cold.

After Ji An’s declaration, Se Jun left the motel room without saying much more and dialed the number of a company he often used for troublesome matters.

“I need to get rid of someone.”

He couldn’t leave Ji An, who threatened what he had.

Days later, Se Jun called Ji An to his office well after midnight, under the pretense of having a serious conversation.

That’s where things went awry.

Ji An, who was supposed to come to his office, unexpectedly headed to the apartment where they usually had their trysts.

In a confrontation with Ji An, who threatened to call his wife from there, Se Jun, unable to reason with her, pushed her away roughly.

It was an unintended accident when Ji An, falling back limply, hit her head against a metal shelf.

“Ha…”

Gasping for breath, Se Jun took out his ringing phone from his pants pocket.

He stared at the phone, soaked in blood, for a long time.

He couldn’t comprehend the message on the bright screen.

The Seo Ji An they were talking about was lying collapsed beneath him.