The Male Lead's Boyfriend Is Obsessed With Me

Chapter 43

 

Bang! Bang!

 

Gunshots erupted in that moment. When I looked down, I saw a real gun in the hand that hadn’t grabbed me, not a tranquilizer gun.

 

Blood was pooling at my feet.

 

My neck shivered. But the face right in front of me was even more terrifying, so I gritted my teeth and lifted my head again.

 

They say people gain superhuman abilities when danger strikes. I don’t know what kind of spirit made me laugh so carelessly.

 

“How amusing…”

 

A chilling voice whispered in my ear.

 

***

 

Kang Taejun and Yugyeom never had a serious relationship, to begin with.

 

To Yugyeom, who couldn’t even remember their names in the process of letting people in and out, Kang Taejun was just a lunatic crazy enough to have his name remembered.

 

Kang Taejun’s brain was wired differently from ordinary people.

 

Fear, anxiety, guilt. Emotions like these, which put brakes on oneself, were congenitally absent in him.

 

So he was like a KTX train racing towards instincts and pleasures without brakes.

 

His madness reached its peak after Yugyeom met Baek Hawon.

 

So this time, he didn’t think Kang Taejun would kill Yugyeom, unlike in the original story.

 

Their first encounter was altered, and there was no relationship for him to provoke.

 

But something was definitely wrong.

 

“Dress up nicely and come.”

 

Kang Taejun chuckled as he let me go.

 

It wasn’t until the elevator doors closed that I could wipe off the smile on my face.

 

My jaw felt stiff, perhaps from forcing the smile. I swept my hand across my lips and turned away.

 

But before I could reach the door, I hesitated and sank to the ground.

 

Seeing the blood pooling nearby, I started trembling uncontrollably.

 

That lunatic.

 

“Would I have dinner with a lunatic like you?”

 

***

 

I don’t know what spirit possessed me to call Jiwoon and walk in on my two legs.

 

Jiwoon said she would send her men, but I couldn’t wait alone in the corridor until they arrived.

 

When I swiped the keycard, the opened door revealed a spacious living room on the first floor, where I collapsed onto the sofa.

 

My whole body was still shaking vividly.

 

Am I dead?

 

Those who were with me for a short time. If I hadn’t been there, maybe they wouldn’t have died.

 

The overwhelming frustration and stifling feeling surged all at once, choking my breath.

 

How long am I supposed to…

 

I still can’t even guess why I ended up in Yeonbyeol’s body. What reason could there be, and how is this even possible?

 

Then how long do I have to live as Yeonbyeol?

 

Is there an end to this?

 

“No. Let’s not think about it.”

 

With both hands, I pressed firmly on my closed eyes.

 

Coming this far was ultimately the result of all my choices.

 

Instead of blaming something unknown, it was right to find a way to take responsibility for those choices.

 

“…Kang Taejun.”

 

Even uttering his name made my teeth chatter and sent shivers down my spine.

 

I’d rather have dinner with Baek Hawon ten times than once with that guy.

 

It wasn’t just about having a meal; it could cost Chan’s entire fortune. Yet Kang Taejun was still human, even after that.

 

6 o’clock? Wait a bit longer.

 

I promised myself I wouldn’t go out alone ever again.

 

Even with unfamiliar organization members, it was the same. They died too easily.

 

I didn’t want to see anyone die in front of me anymore. Especially if I had something to do with their death.

 

Then the doorbell rang. Seeing a familiar face outside, I quickly opened the door.

 

“Angel!”

 

I hugged Angel tightly with relief, but he firmly pushed me away.

 

“Jiwoon sent me. She said you met Kang Taejun. Are you hurt?”

 

“When did you get here? Oh, did you follow in a different car?”

 

“Yes. Are you hurt…”

 

I hugged Angel again. My hands around his neck were still trembling.

 

“I’m relieved. I thought you were dead out of fear.”

 

I thought everything was okay, but nothing was okay at all.

 

I buried my face in his embrace, fearing there might still be bodies outside.

 

“Hurry…”

 

Suddenly, my mind went cold.

 

Wait. Should I let Angel in?

 

In Baekcheon, Baek Hawon’s people were everywhere, so I behaved quite recklessly, thinking they wouldn’t dare do anything. But this wasn’t my territory.

 

Perhaps it was because Kang Taejun fell from the elevator, but my sense of alertness skyrocketed.

 

Despite his gentle face, he would shed tears at the slightest provocation, yet he was a spy for Nuar-Mul. How could I know where he’d sell me out?

 

I quickly pushed Angel away and closed the door firmly.

 

“W-what are you doing?”

 

A bewildered voice came from behind the closed door.

 

“Is there anyone else out there besides you?”

 

“No, sir. I’m going to handle the bodies.”

 

“So whose side are you on?”

 

I triple-locked the door and glanced at Angel’s face through the monitor. The words “I’m flustered” appeared over Angel’s face.

 

“I won’t listen even if you cry. Just tell me.”

 

“… “

 

“If you don’t tell me, I’ll tell Jiwoon right away. You know there are organization members all over this hotel, right? You can’t escape.”

 

His white face started turning red. His bright green eyes shook vigorously.

 

“Enough. I won’t call Jiwoon.”

 

Tears finally filled his round eyes. With his face buried in his hands, Angel spoke in a voice as small as an ant.

 

“I’ll tell you. Please spare me…”

 

A few minutes later, Angel and I sat facing each other at the ends of a long table.

 

Angel’s voice, increasingly desperate, couldn’t be heard over the door.

 

Instead, I compromised by securely tying Angel to the chair with the curtain cords.

 

Angel couldn’t even wipe away his thick tears as they flowed.

 

Watching him, I felt oddly like I was tormenting a child, and my mood became strange.

 

I hardened my resolve and stared intently at him.

 

“Tell me.”

 

It took Angel a while to finally open his lips, which he had been biting the whole time.

 

“I wasn’t originally someone suitable to be sent as a spy… I was just doing odd jobs while studying, never even held a gun once.”

 

No wonder. I had thought only someone like drunk, crazy Chan could send such a kid as a spy.

 

“I went to Yugyeom and begged him. Please send me away.”

 

This was unexpected, so I paid even closer attention to his words.

 

After swallowing a sob, Angel lifted his head.

 

“I had a younger brother. I never had any other family, just him…”

 

His emerald eyes shone brighter than anything I’d seen before.

 

The thought that he didn’t seem like someone who would willingly become a spy vanished instantly.

 

“He’s dead.”

 

“…”

 

“At the hands of Kang Taejun.”

 

At the mention of the unexpected name, my grip on his chin loosened.

 

I stared at Angel’s face, which was frozen in anger, unable to speak.

 

“Yugyeom promised that he would make Kang Taejun pay. He said if I went to Baekcheon and just watched over the lady, everything would be fine.”

 

***

 

I woke up shivering in the cold wind.

 

I must have dozed off sitting on the sofa. It was exhausting meeting Kang Taejun early in the morning after a long time.

 

I brushed my disheveled hair aside and sat up.

 

The panoramic view of Victoria Harbour through the large window, from the floor to the ceiling, caught my eye.

 

The lights of tall buildings sparkled beautifully in the darkness that enveloped the city.

 

“What time is it?”

 

I barely found my phone lying on the floor and checked the time. It was past 9 o’clock. I rubbed my bleary eyes and pressed the notification that popped up.

 

[“I’m waiting.”]

 

My hand, tingling with goosebumps, made the phone slip from my grasp and fall to the floor again.

 

My mind, still fuzzy from sleep, suddenly sharpened.

 

“Damn it…”

 

It was a text at exactly 6 o’clock. How come it didn’t go through to my number?

 

I picked up the phone and without hesitation, pressed the block button, then lay back down on the sofa, feeling dazed.

 

I don’t understand why Kang Taejun is doing this to me. What could he possibly gain from me?

 

The time I spent trying to uncover Angel’s identity only brought me confusion.

 

Seeing the photo of Angel and the young girl who looked so much alike embracing each other, I deeply regretted tying him up.

 

I already had a strong suspicion that it was sent by Yugyeom, but I never thought the purpose was to watch over me.

 

Especially after he had already shot at me. Maybe he thought he couldn’t fail after hearing I didn’t die.

 

Then why…

 

“Don’t make a sound even if you’re surprised.”

 

Why did he come searching like that?

 

I know. I don’t have the right to think it’s too much.

 

I was the one who whispered with a smile first. I’m just getting what I deserve for what I did.

 

But as time goes on, the regret grows uncontrollably, and the sincerity I wanted to ignore becomes clearer.

 

I lacked confidence.

 

I didn’t have the confidence to change fate and make Yugyeom happy as his fate suggested.

 

So I hurt him and ran away.

 

Every time I remember that fact, regret pounds in my chest.

 

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