Chapter 202:

“Don’t live your whole life looking at something you don’t want to recall. We’ve parted ways, and it’s right for each of us to go our separate paths a hundred times over. So, keep hating me. Even if you hate me, it no longer hurts or saddens me.”

“...”

“Don’t waver in front of me.” Lee-yeon stared into his eyes and firmly stated. It was a message to not be indecisive like this and to hate her resolutely. Kwon Chae-woo, with a face suddenly filled with anger, responded.

“Why shouldn’t I waver?” His pupils were ablaze with fiery red sparks.

“Some bastards kept their grudges locked up for years, so why am I the only one, goddamn—” He pressed his trembling lids hard with his fingertips.Thê source of this content n/o/v/(el)bi((n))

As if all his strength had drained away, he was sitting quietly on the floor, but suddenly, as if using all four limbs, he approached her and grabbed her bedding. His knuckles were so white from clenching that they almost pierced through his skin, the sight of him biting into the fabric was intense. Caught in his fierce momentum, Lee-yeon couldn’t move an inch.

“Why am I the one struggling so much, while you, Lee-yeon, seems to be fine?”

He let out a pained groan as if the pain was surging.

“I’m still buried in a pile of garbage.”

Kwon Chae-woo pulled her into the bedding and rested his head on it. Lee-yeon couldn’t escape the raw emotions, forced to experience them exactly as they were. On his knees on the floor, he breathed heavily.

“Can’t you just hate me enough to want to kill me?”

“...!”

“Do I really not matter? Am I not even needed as an outlet for your anger?” Kwon Chae-woo exclaimed.

“...I don’t want to waste my energy.”

“Why is it that you think of you a hundred times and you don’t seem to think of me once?”

“...”

“Why don’t you hate me anymore, Lee-yeon?”

“...!”

“Even if you hate me, we can live together for a lifetime...”

For some reason, he was licking his lips like a beast freed from chains.

“Even if you hate me, I can still love you.”

He looked like a lost child in a snowy wilderness.

“Lee-yeon, do you truly not need me?”

“...I don’t.”

Before that sentence could finish, Kwon Chae-woo ominously subdued Lee-yeon’s arms and pressed his lips onto hers.

“...!”

Although she stiffened a beat later, her hands were already forced down onto the mattress.

Instinctively, Lee-yeon clenched her teeth, but the hot and experienced tongue forcefully made its way through the parted lips.

Through the slightly open gap, the tip of his tongue intruded aggressively. Like a boiling ember, the fervent tongue ventured deeper, licking the mucous membrane and nibbling on her lower lip. He moved his jaw as if he had been starving for years, pressing down and sucking on her plump lips.

As the strength slowly drained from Lee-yeon’s body, he finally released her lips. The man’s face turned pale as he panted.

“Do you really not need me?”

“...”

Lee-yeon stubbornly refrained from answering, and Kwon Chae-woo just stared at her parted lips.

“Lee-yeon, you still can’t handle a dog properly.”