Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Beauty and Masked Beast

She was wrong; She could absolutely relate to how Belle had felt. Although what Soohyun did not feel was homesickness, she did not want to stay in this place any longer.

Food and entertainment were the prime thing she needed to live on. But even if there was food here, no source of entertainment was provided to her.

Soon enough, she had gotten bored of the television, and although Jihyun came to deliver the food yesterday, he stayed here for less than ten minutes.

Extreme restlessness filled within in her, and she let out a sigh. Going out was considered detrimental for her, and having nothing to do was not something she could bear.

Biting out into the apple, she stared at the television glumly. The soap drama that went on in the television did not arouse her interest.

In her opinion, the female lead cried too much, and if she was in the female lead's place, she would have just set the in-law's place in fire.

Thinking about that, Soohyun thought about her in-laws. Did Han Minhyun have a family? As far as she have read, there was no mentions of him having a family.

Then again, she had not completed the entire novel, and most of the times, the authors leave out details on the unimportant characters.

Hearing the door unlock, Soohyun did not bother turning back. It must be Jihyun with the groceries probably. Today was her third day, and within this three days, Minhyun made no attempt to contact her.

Time is running out fast, and she needed to come up with a way to meet up with him. Death was one of the last thing she desired for.

Within this three days, she had made the living room her own place for she was afraid of entering into the villain's room.

What if there was something private in there and she gets killed for finding that? To make it more creepy, what if he had a CCTV camera installed, watching every move of hers?

Few of her clothings were strewn around on the couch that was on right to the television, and wrappers of different junk food lied down on the ground.

Half of her blanket sat on the ground whilst the other part of it was on the gla.s.s table in front of the television. The table had empty bottles of banana milk and chocolate wrappers on it.

Soohyun sat on the couch facing the television with her hair looking like a bird's nest— mostly the reason for it was that she was too lazy to maintain the long hair of Jiwoo's.

Both of her legs were placed on the gla.s.s table in a relaxedly manner while she rolled her eyes at the scene going on in the television.

"What have you done to this place?" A deep voice questioned— tone void of any gentleness.

Surprised hearing the voice, Soohyun immediately stood up— almost on reflex— and turned back. The blanket had fallen down from the table.

"B-Boss," She p.r.o.nounced out, staring at the masked man behind her.