I'm Too Afraid To Break It Off ( So I Lie Again)

CHAPTER 3

"I agreed; how could I refuse? That bastard made me do his dirty work! He made me get my hands dirty with other people's blood, and yet he treated me like I was scum. Do you know how many deaths I orchestrated and carried out because of his word?"

Jeonghan was shouting, but the party's music drowned out his loud voice.

I started to cry, tears of sadness and anger spilling over from Jeonghan's story, but he didn't stop.

"And Seungcheol, you know the worst part? MY MOM DIED A WEEK AFTER SHE WAS ADMITTED! THAT BASTARD NEVER TOLD ME! I DID ALL OF THAT ONLY BECAUSE I WANTED TO SAVE HER!"

My heart broke even more, anger at the chairman taking over my body. It started to rain, soaking our clothes, but I couldn't move at all.

"ALL OF THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE MINE! THIS MANSION, BSK, THE OTHER COMPANIES, EVERYONE'S LOVE... AND EVEN YOU... YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE MINE TOO! SO WHY??? WHY CAN'T I HAVE IT???? WHY MUST EVERYTHING GO TO THAT IDIOT?"

Jeonghan was crying now too, tears mingling with the heavy rain. He took my hands again and asked in a whisper, "Now tell me! Do you still think I'm selfish, Seungcheol?"

I fell to my knees, unable to say anything. "I'm sorry! I'm so, so sorry!" I whispered as I held onto his pants, unable to bear the heartbreak of Jeonghan's words.

He pulled me up and placed a black rose in my hand before walking away. I stood in the rain for a while, clutching the rose tightly. Eventually, I found the strength to move my heavy feet and approached a staff member, telling them that I felt sick and needed to rest.

I then climbed into bed, my clothes still damp from the rain and my face wet with tears.

That day, I cried myself to sleep.

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#ENTRY-11

After the incident with Jeonghan, I became very sick. I had a high fever and was bedridden for a week.

Dr. Jeon was my primary doctor at the time. I was taken to a room near his quarters, which served as the infirmary. He administered IV treatment, prescribed medicine, and monitored my temperature.

Mingyu took care of me before he went to work, and Joshua dropped by whenever he had time. Junhui-hyung stayed by my side the entire time, making sure I ate and took my medicine.

The things I had heard from Jeonghan haunted me, even in my dreams. I felt terrible for the way I treated him and wanted to apologize, but I didn't see him after that day.

After a week, Dr. Jeon cleared me, and I returned to my usual life, but now I was skinnier and paler. In the meantime, Joshua and Vernon were promoted to Seokmin-nim's personal attorney and executive secretary.

I didn't have much of an appetite; just living felt hard. The diamond ring on the fourth finger of my left hand felt more like a shackle than a gift.

Joshua cornered me one day and asked me why I had been so sad lately. When I started crying quietly, he gently grabbed my wrist and took me to his room, which he occasionally used when he had to stay overnight for work.

I had never thought about it before, but suddenly it struck me as strange—why did Chairman Park allow his close employees to stay in the mansion, even providing them with a room?

I told him everything: how I met Jeonghan, my outburst at him, and the truth I had heard from Jeonghan. Joshua listened intently as I shared my story, trying not to sob.