Chapter 42
Gritting his teeth, Jeonghan closed the door.
Leaning against it, his chest heaved up and down from his ragged breathing.
He shut his eyes tightly and let out a long sigh.
Jeonghan furrowed his brow.
For the past five years, I’ve been a bastard to Seol Suhyeon, and with what happened today, I’ve become a complete piece of trash.
“…S**t.”
Even as he sneered coldly, the desire swelling in his body felt like it was about to explode, refusing to subside.
You crazy bastard.
Muttering again, Jeonghan stared into the empty air with bloodshot eyes.
Suhyeon, who had rushed into her house, collapsed onto the rug in front of the sofa.
“Ha, haa!”
Still gasping for breath, she clutched the front of her shirt, where the buttons had been torn off.Suhyeon, her face flushed red, slowly shook her head.
“Crazy… I’m crazy.”
It’s not Do Jeonghan—it’s you, Seol Suhyeon, who’s lost your mind.
Suhyeon bit her lip with a confused expression.
Her unsatisfied body ached, tightening painfully. Her eyes trembled with intensity.
‘Do I… want him this much? Do I really want Do Jeonghan?’
At first, she had tried to push him away in shock, but soon after, she had been completely consumed by excitement. She vividly recalled how utterly aroused she had been from just a kiss.
Especially Jeonghan’s eyes…
Just thinking of his gaze, filled with desire, as if he could devour her with his eyes alone, made the space between her legs dampen.
Squelch—
“!”
Because of her torn stockings and panties, her bare skin touched the rug. The rug’s texture only heightened the stimulation.
What should I do?
Suhyeon’s face flushed bright red, and she tried to stand up in embarrassment. But her legs were still too weak.
With a troubled expression, she only bit down on her swollen lips.
* * * * *
Seol Hee-nam, stumbling drunkenly, was being supported by Park In-ok.
“Oh, the smell of alcohol! How much did you drink?”
The strong smell of liquor, as if he had been soaked in it, made Park In-ok grimace as she helped him.
Seol Hee-nam, barely able to stand, muttered as he staggered.
“…Do Jeonghan… is coming.”
“What? What did you just say? Walk properly,”
Park In-ok frowned as she asked, leading him toward the room.
With completely unfocused eyes, Seol Hee-nam mumbled again.
“That bastard Do Jeonghan… he definitely knows.”
“Knows what…?”
Park In-ok, looking frustrated, suddenly stopped in her tracks.
“No way.”
Her expression changed. When she looked at Seol Hee-nam, he met her gaze with his glassy, unfocused eyes.
“He definitely knows that I killed him.”
“…!”
Park In-ok’s eyes widened in shock.
Ah.
Suddenly snapping to her senses, she quickly glanced around. Thankfully, Hana was still out and hadn’t come home yet.
Swallowing hard, Park In-ok lowered her voice, even in the empty house, and asked,
“Is that… really true?”
“That bastard before…”
Thud!
Seol Hee-nam lost his balance and collapsed. Park In-ok, who had dropped to the floor in front of him, was too shocked to properly catch him as he fell onto his backside. She urgently asked,
“Before, what? What did Do Jeonghan say to you?”
“He definitely hinted at something before… So, I…”
Seol Hee-nam, perhaps too drunk to even feel pain, sat on the floor, ruffling his own hair.
“Tell me exactly what he said!”
Park In-ok pressed him anxiously as he mumbled sluggishly from his drunkenness.
“Hurry up! Who does he think knows? Huh? We need to know who Do Jeonghan thinks knows so we can do something about it!”
Seol Hee-nam stared blankly at Park In-ok for a moment as she pressed him again, her voice filled with urgency.
“Right… that’s true, but…”
His alcohol-clouded eyes blinked slowly. As she met his gaze, Park In-ok’s eyes narrowed.
“Is it…?”
With sharp eyes, Park In-ok looked at Seol Hee-nam and asked,
“Is it that woman?”
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