It looks difficult. That was what the lawyer said. Lee Miyoon looked for her pain medicine. Although her manager told her to eat one packet at a time, one packet was not nearly enough. She emptied the pills into her mouth and drank some water. How did it come to this? She wanted to leave this frustrating hospital ward, but she knew that she would be summoned the moment she leaves, so she couldn’t do that. The pain that struck her body was ironically her only saving grace.

“Yes, it’s me. Hello? Hello?”

Miyoon was about to throw her phone at the wall before barely managing to hold back. She had called all the important numbers saved in her phone book. There were two types of responses: one, they didn’t pick up, and two, they hung up after telling her not to call again.

“Damn those swines.”

Nothing went well. A supposedly competent lawyer she hired said that probation was going to be difficult the moment they met. She was about to retort, saying that he was nothing like ‘competent’ before deciding not to. It was...