Chaewon's Pov
She reached for one of those katanas and pulled the sheath off, which caused my eyes to widen. She then turns her attention away from my face and towards my feet.
"Take the trousers off."
"I humbly beg your pardon?"
She advises that it simply made it more unclear and disturbing, "Don't make me remove it myself."
Is she some kind of pervert or what?
"Just take it off right now,"
"And why would I do that? You sure are up for advances when we haven't even exchanged vows."
Her tone was much colder than before, and she was now entering my personal space, saying, "Shut the fuck up before I lose my patience and cut your body in half."
"Why are you uttering such nonsense?"
I currently feel irritated and violated.
"Have you ever visited a psychiatric hospital—!!" I fortunately steered clear of her swing and moved backward.
She answered with a tinge of irritation, "Shouldn't I be asking that of you and your desperate, loyal old man?!"
Oh, has she already caught us?
I could only cast her a perplexed glance in response to whatever was taking place at the moment, which I assume is her response to the previous ruse.
"You claim yourself as Michelle, right?" she mused. "Right after that Felix guy, that old man had found another replacement."
"What-"
She interjected, threw the katana on the ground, and gripped her temples, saying, "There's no sense in you denying it; I already know everything."
If she already comprehended everything, why did she need to attend this meeting in the first place, and why is she asking me such illogical questions?
"..."
"..."
"Even if Mr. Chen had made an incredible doppel of her, you are still very different from her, which is appropriate given that you are another person."
I couldn't help but stare at the girl and think about ways to get rid of her for dealing with me like the elderly person outside.
But why am I whining when I committed to do this?
"What nonsense is that.. it still fails to clarify why you wanted to strip off my clothes."
"Michelle has a large mole on the side of her left thigh," she said after giving me a scowl.
I was forced to glance back up at her after looking down at my own legs.
"I merely saw them when I first met her since she was wearing a skirt, don't get me wrong, I'm not a pervert!"
"You certainly paid too much attention to me, especially considering that we had only met once."
She shouted at me, "How daring of you to still act like her; quit that crap."
Right now, she appears to be a mad fox.
I sighed and said, "Now, you're still being persistent in doubting me. What do you even know about me? you can't just claim something because of a particular mole or whatever."
I observe that her brows are now even more furrowed than before. And I found it amusing that she was losing patience with me once more.
"You don't even act in the same manner as she does."
