The Slag Gong Wants to Kill Me

Chapter 14

His location showed that he was almost certainly heading towards a bar. It was probably because the stimulus brought about by Drug C made him want to relieve himself, but I think that he had a high possibility of shooting the gun while polishing it if he indeed goes there.

I gave my husband’s location to the childhood sweetheart.

I don’t know if he will be met with a scene where the mistress catches the husband in an act of adultery, or if he would join in a threesome or if he would rather drag my husband back home alone but they’re all quite entertaining right?

At about 11 o’clock, my husband’s little red dot in the locator began to move and finally stopped in a hotel. I just didn’t know who the person who accompanied him there is.

At this moment, my husband’s older brother A called me. He asked me if I had time to meet up. Of course, I replied that I didn’t. He sounded frustrated. I asked him what the matter was. He hesitantly told me that he apparently caught sight of my husband and the childhood friend enter a hotel.

I laughed and told what it was, two big men trying to save money. He grunted. Sighing, he told me that I still better carefully think about it.

I replied, “Oh.”

After that night, my husband and the childhood sweetheart’s relationship seemed to have returned to what it was before. He didn’t look tired anymore and looked like a man who was nourished by love.

Although that kind of love was fake and only a façade caused by the drug stimulating his brain.

The childhood sweetheart soon publicly stated in several interviews that the information going around in the internet was false and that he and the film emperor still in a good relationship. He was trying to fix things up with the film emperor, but it was too fake. When I watched the interview on TV, I saw that his smile was a little stiff.

It’s too fake. I thought as I drank my Sprite.

He looked so anxious in wanting to get together with the film emperor. Could he truly be in love?

A week before the release of the movie, I received a call from the film emperor. It was reasonable to say that I currently wasn’t that familiar with the film emperor. I just gently asked him who he was. The film emperor told me his name and reason for calling, he invited me for a drink and a chat in a coffee shop.

What was the film emperor up to? I was having trouble understanding the situation. Was this what they called defeated dogs licking each other’s wounds?

Starting today, I’m going to be quite busy. The fifteen messages I had will be answered by 4 pm.