TWB 61
“Dad!”
Yoon Se-na screamed. The gathered crowd was equally struck with shock. The catering chefs and staff preparing food nearby were no different. Kim Su-jin, her face pale, swayed as she pressed a hand to her forehead. Only two people, Kang Hee-shin and Im Gyeong, remained composed in this situation.
“Are you okay?”
Yoon Se-na approached and asked. Kang Hee-shin pulled out a handkerchief and wiped the wine from his face. He indifferently brushed off his soiled white shirt and then looked at Kim Su-jin.
“Mother. May I use the restroom inside for a moment?”
Kim Su-jin barely regained her composure and nodded.
“Oh, yes… go on, hurry…”
As Chairman Yoon bellowed, asking where he thought he was going and telling him not to set a single foot in his house, Kim Su-jin held her husband back. She knew there were outsiders present today Read on Read BL Novelsand that it would be bad if this story leaked. Hadn’t Yoon Se-na said it herself? That she was pregnant. Whether it was true or not, how would they handle the aftermath if rumors spread?
“Please stop it… You, go quickly. Do you need a change of clothes?”
“I’m fine. Thank you.”
Enduring the piercing glares of the family members, Hee-shin entered the house. He passed through the hallway to the guest restroom and looked into the mirror above the sink. His clothes and face were a mess, drenched in wine.
The old man’s grip is impressive. He aimed and splashed it perfectly from that distance.
In truth, he felt the reaction was milder than expected. He had worried that Chairman Yoon might lose his temper and bring out a hunting rifle… Hadn’t Yoon Se-na mentioned it? That her father enjoyed hunting.
Even then, a reckless thought crossed his mind. Perhaps getting shot was the way to break through this crisis. At least it would divert people’s attention.
After washing his face, as he was drying his hands, he felt a presence behind him. He looked up to find Im Gyeong standing there. As he tossed the paper towel into the trash and tried to leave, Im Gyeong grabbed his shoulder and shoved him back inside. He was smiling, but his eyes were slightly crazed; Hee-shin could tell this bastard was truly pissed off.
“You’ve got quite the talent, don’t you? Fucking me and even getting pregnant?”
Kang Hee-shin responded with a brazen smile.
“I have absolutely no idea what you’re talking about.”
He then brushed away the hand gripping his shoulder.
“Congratulations. You’ll soon be an uncle. Oh, you’ll come to the wedding, right? You have plenty of money, so please be generous with the wedding gift. I’m expected to be fired from the prosecution office soon. Because of some fucking bastard.”
Im Gyeong smiled, the veins in his neck and temples bulging. His expression seemed to ask if that fucking bastard was him. Ignoring him regardless, Hee-shin hurried back outside. He thought Im Gyeong might grab him by the hair and slam him into the sink like before, but that didn’t happen.
In the garden, the family members—excluding Chairman Yoon, Kim Su-jin, and Yoon Se-na—were gathered and talking. Their gazes toward Kang Hee-shin were not kind. Amidst this, the second son, Yoon Seong-ho, clapped his hands and sneered.
“Amazing. How did you come up with this? But is she really pregnant? No matter how I look at it, I don’t think so. What do you think, Hyung?”
The eldest, Yoon Tae-ho, didn’t answer and simply sighed. Their eyes toward Kang [visit our site]Hee-shin were [visit our site]a mixture of contempt and disdain. How could they not hate him, when a man they thought would naturally drift away was clinging to them like a leech?
“Prosecutor Kang. I don’t know what you’re thinking by pulling a stunt like this, but it would be best to stop.”
At Yoon Tae-ho’s words, Hee-shin nodded with a pleasant smile.
“Yes, I’ll keep that in mind. I’ll be leaving now. I was an unwelcome guest today, but next time, I’d like to be treated properly as a guest. As the old saying goes, a son-in-law is a hundred-year guest.”
As he replied slyly, Yoon Seong-ho laughed in disbelief.
“Wow, shit. He’s got a real nerve. So you were playing innocent all this time? I knew it; I had a feeling. Hyung, what do you call them besides gold diggers? Those guys who sell their bodies to women to change their lives.”
Hee-shin turned away without even pretending to listen. Right, I’m just a bastard selling my body. Think whatever you want. He didn’t care if they called him a gold digger or a snake. As long as he could achieve his goal.
As he walked down the stairs and exited the main gate, Im Gyeong was outside smoking a cigarette. Did that guy smoke…? Come to think of it, he might have seen him doing it on the first day at Oasis…
Ignoring him and walking toward the bus stop, a stolen contentsports car slowed down and approached with a loud vroom after a moment. The window rolled down, and Im Gyeong, sitting in the driver’s seat, called to him.
“Get in. I’ll give you a ride.”
Hee-shin tried to ignore him and keep walking, but Im Gyeong steered the car to block his path. He sighed and glared inside. Just then, another car coming from behind stopped. Since he wouldn’t move, the driver eventually honked the horn. Amidst the tense standoff, the attention of nearby people shifted, and he had no choice but to get into the car.
Now that they were alone in the narrow space, he found it even harder to relax.
Because he didn’t know when or what the bastard might do.
Trying not to show it, he shifted his hips once and fastened the seatbelt.
“Please drop me off at the bus stop down there.”
Instead of answering, Im Gyeong brought up something else.
“I’m glad to see you’re intact.”
“Why? Did you think I’d have gone and died somewhere?”
Im Gyeong didn’t deny it. Could that be why he called several times? To check if I was dead? But he had no intention of letting Im Gyeong have his way. On the contrary, he intended to survive tenaciously.
“If I died, were you going to come to my funeral and give me money before leaving? Maybe about 300 million won this time? If I’d known it would turn out like this, I should have taken 100 million back then. Since I’m branded as a corrupt prosecutor anyway, I should have pocketed the money.”
“You’re angry? Because I stained your career?”
“Stained? Is this a problem that can be settled with a single word like that? I was laundered by you, you know? But it doesn’t matter now. I’m quitting being a prosecutor anyway. Just like Yoon Se-na’s brothers said, I’ll sell my body to her to change my life. Maybe being a househusband suits my aptitude better than being a prosecutor.”
“No matter how hard you try, the situation won’t change. The same goes for Kwak Seong-tae.”
“Why bring up Kwak Seong-tae all of a sudden?”
“Because I know you planned this to buy time. I’m [visit our site]visit our siteletting you know that nothing will change.”
Kang Hee-shin clamped his mouth shut. Just as Im Gyeong said, he had intended to buy time. He planned to find related evidence somehow to change Kwak Seong-tae’s mind and restore everything that had been ruined. It wouldn’t change easily, as Im Gyeong said, but once everything was completely shattered, there would be no regrets or lingering attachments.
Meanwhile, the car passed the bus stop.
“Stop the car. You passed it.”
Im Gyeong acted as if he hadn’t heard.
“I said let me out!”
“…….”
“Hey, Im Gyeong.”
“I’ll take you home.”
The car stopped at an intersection as the light changed. In that gap, he pulled the handle to get out, but it clicked—it was locked. Dumbfounded, he glared at Im Gyeong in the driver’s seat. He responded with a brazen face.
“I told you I’d take you home. You have to listen to your superiors to be liked.”
“Superiors, my ass. Be honest. You’re just annoyed that your pawn is moving on its own.”
“So you overheard everything? You’re a dangerous man. Even filing a false report just to catch evidence.”
As he feigned ignorance, Im Gyeong drove the point home.
“Thanks to that, President Park ended up dead. How pitiful.”
President Park? President Park of Oasis? This was news to him. Why would President Park…? He heard he was in Macau; had he come back? Perhaps this man was lying. While he harbored doubts, a message from Chief Oh arrived as if on cue.
For a moment, a chill ran down his spine. Im Gyeong began to hum. Humming along, he tapped his fingers on unauthorized copythe steering wheel. Hee-shin looked up and glared at the man’s profile. The gently curved corners of his mouth, the eyelashes that fluttered with every blink, the sharp nose—it was a face drawn like a painting, but today it reminded him of Satan, not an angel.
“…Did you kill President Park?”
“Yes. I killed him.”
Previously, he had denied it and lied, but now he confessed with a face as innocent as a child. Since he’d been caught, he wasn’t even going to bother trying to deceive him. He continued calmly.
“I told you before. That I had a friend who made drugs for Choi Yoon-oh.”
“…….”
“That was Park Geun-tae. The President of Oasis.”
“…….”
“Thanks to that, Choi Yoon-oh lost his drug friend, didn’t he?”
“…….”
“Why are you looking at me like that? Are you scared?”
As he glared silently, Im Gyeong chuckled.
“You should have been scared sooner. Then you wouldn’t have created this fucking situation.”
“Did you get shot in the head? Are you demented? You’re the one who created this situation. If you hadn’t entangled me in the first place, it wouldn’t have come to this!”
“Exactly. You shouldn’t have caught my eye.”
“…Haha. What? You’re actually blaming me?”
“If you caught my eye, you should have behaved quietly. Fuck, you [stolen content]really know how to piss a person off.”
This bastard was really pushing it. His speech was getting shorter and shorter, and now he was openly speaking informally. Hee-shin’s inner traditionalist was on the verge of exploding. He was strictly three years older. Moreover, the man was subtly shifting the blame onto him.
In a fit of rage, he kicked the car, and the glove box popped open on its own. As he tried to close it, he caught a glimpse of a handgun inside. No matter how he looked at it, it wasn’t a toy. He now understood why the man had opened the glove box to find a gun when he was attacked before. Hiding his tension, he closed it, pretending not to have seen.
“Instead of that, why don’t you sell yourself to me?”
At the sudden question, he looked at the man. The smile had completely vanished from the face that had been annoyingly cheerful. Just then, the car stopped at a red light. While countless people crossed the crosswalk, Im Gyeong turned his head to look at Kang Hee-shin.
“Not to Yoon Se-na. Sell yourself to me.”
“…What are you talking about?”
His expression was calm, but an uncontrollable desire flickered in his eyes.
“I’ll buy you. At a high price.”
“…….”
“How about it?”
Enjoying the story?Support me on Ko-fi
Comments 0
You must be logged in to comment.
No comments yet. Be the first!