“Huh?”
―Tell me more.
“… … Oh, so I stabbed her in the neck’s side.”
Wait, is that right?
The hairs on her cheeks and ears stood up strangely.
―And?
“You hung up the phone so shamelessly! The car rolled over right away.”
―What?
“The car rolled over so shamelessly! I hit her so hard that I don’t remember the middle, but she started first. She must have lost consciousness at that exact moment, so she must have been really bruised.”
―… … .
―… … .
“When I came to my senses later, my body was soaking wet, and my clothes were all gone… … .”
Suddenly, she thought she heard a sharp laugh.
“Hello?”
Judging from the goosebumps that appeared from the base of her ears, it wasn’t an illusion.
But no matter how long she waited, there was no answer on the other end of the phone. Hee-joo carefully turned her shoulder that had been hit by the car rolling over.
At the same time, should she call him ‘Hey’ or Baek Sa-eon? She was contemplating.
―… … Me.
The voice, still unwavering, came out a little suppressed.
―I’ve never been this curious about the appearance of a bastard.
“… … .”
―Forget about getting arrested, Sagongyuk.
“… … !”
―It’s not usually fun.
The man who had been indifferent the whole time suddenly seemed to be getting his bearings right.
Hee-joo was flustered by the sudden attention.
This isn't it... ... ?
What she wanted was cooperation, not abnormal attention.
More precisely, it was an interest in the requirements, not some obsession with the blackmailer.
What is it? What did I miss?
Suddenly, the back of her neck felt tingly, as if she had become prey.
At that moment, the timer set for 9 minutes rang.
“Damn… …!”
Heeju quickly pressed the end call button.
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Is this a failure, or did it work?
Her heart was pounding loudly.
* * *
Tittittitti, tillyrik―
Not long after hanging up the phone, the door lock opened.
‘Huh… …!’
Hee-joo, who had been wandering around the living room, quickly went into her room at the sound.
The confidence that had been shameless as if she had been on drugs while talking on the phone disappeared without a trace. Hee-joo tried to guess his movements by looking into the room.
“Whew… … .”
I couldn’t hear any movement as if he had already entered the room. Hee-joo slammed the door shut.
‘You’re crazy, You’re crazy. Hong Hee-joo!’
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When The Phone Rings / The Call You Just Made Is
Misterio / SuspensoHong Heeju is a sign language interpreter who has become mute due to severe depression. For three years of their arranged marriage, she and her husband never exchanged a single conversation. One day, her life takes a harrowing turn when she's taken...
