‘Shit…’

My mind went blank.

‘It’s over.’

It became clear why Han Sora kept begging to be spared.

“This is… you see… please…”

Han Sora looked pathetic while she was trembling like leaves and in some ways, she looked determined as well for some reason.

‘It had to be now…’

Regardless of the reasons, the situation looked pretty obvious. To Jung Ha-Yan, seeing me and Han Sora with her top ripped wasn’t a sight she wanted to see, and although I would probably have to explain that it was a misunderstanding, I didn’t think she would accept it. I was even more surprised because she was even more mentally unstable right now.

‘She appeared now of all times.’

Jung Ha-Yan knew I was going to visit Han Sora and since she was worried about getting caught, she quickly headed this way.

It didn’t make sense that Han Sora and I would enjoy a love affair at a time like this, but if Jung Ha-Yan had common sense, I wouldn’t be suffering like this.

Jung Ha-Yan’s eyes started quivering, and she had to be expressing her hostility toward Han Sora because she started biting her lips. Naturally, I had to handle...