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— 𝟎𝟕
Yeon-jin screamed in rage breaking every piece of furniture existing inside her bedroom, her bloodshot eyes dreadfully spared the bright screen in horror fearing that her dirty secret would be revealed.
Unknown once gave her a message, loading the evidence of her illicit affair with Jeon Jae-joon. It made her feet shudder under the thought of her family of three tattered to pieces due to her selfish deeds.
Unknown: your daughter was pretty I wonder where she got it from?
Yeon-jin frantically took her phone, pressing the sent button as she brought her nails up to her lips biting on it anxiously while waiting for Unknown's reply.
Park Yeon-jin: what do you want? stay away from my daughter!
Unknown: 😃
Yeon-jin shouted throwing her phone, and pieces of glass scattered around the floor while she sat on the mattress panicking. Recently Yeon-jin couldn't sleep properly, and eyebags grew in her eyelids and jumpy whenever she interacts with people, especially her circle of friends.
If friendship is what they ever shared.
She asked Dong-eun multiple times about this issue, however, she denied it firmly and Yeon-jin believed it was another victim she wronged back in high school.
But who? Yoon Soo-hee already died, and Moon Dong-eun was devising a plan for her pitiful revenge on them.
She checked if her phone still works, and unfortunately, it did as she ring a phone number she placed it on her ears while biting her fingers impatiently waiting for the person on the other line to accept it.
"I want you to trace someone's phone number, now."
Choi Hye-jeong let out a gasp once Yeon-jin told them about a stalker who threatens her about following Ye-sol.
She was shopping for clothes at the Siesta store that Jae-joon owns while she was checking for a pair of shoes suddenly a silhouette emerge from behind her.
"The white ones suit you." Hye-jeong turned her head releasing a gasp as she greeted Park Haneul who returned her 'warm' greeting.
"I don't know if you remember me but I hope you do," Haneul added.
Hye-jeong shook her head swiftly.
"Who wouldn't? You're the owner's wife." Haneul smiled, rather wide. The latter on the other hand felt a bittersweet taste leaving her lips once her title was said out loud.
