When The Phone Rings / The Call You Just Made Is

Chapter 13 Threats And Demands

——Do you smoke? 

"...What?"

——I asked you if you smoke? 

"Ah, no, I don't."

——How much do you drink? 

"Well, I don't drink much either..."

Hee-joo answered the questions that followed reflexively.

These questions had nothing to do with blackmail, and perhaps that was why she let her guard down.

——Are you married?

"Married, no, no, not like that..."

——Then when was your first time? 

"...What?"

His voice was as calm and flat as a current affairs program host. Therefore, the words he uttered seemed particularly abrupt.

Hee-joo thought she didn't understand because she didn't understand the professional terms.

"First time...?"

——When was the first time you used your lower body?

".......!"

How could it be that the spokesperson for the Blue House was so unbearable... Hee-joo opened her mouth like a fish, but no sound came out at all.

Since she could remember, Baek Sa-eon has always been a proper and exemplary student council president.

Although the grade and school changed every year, he always served as the representative of a certain organization and never missed a day.

His only derailment was probably when he was in his early to mid-twenties, wandering around conflict areas such as Tikrit, Fallujah, and Albil, and suddenly became a war correspondent.

Because he was a man admired by everyone, this impolite tone made people feel uncomfortable.

"Pervert, I'm asking you a question."

"What? Who is calling who pervert now?"

"Using cheap trash photos to fantasize, sexually harass, and frame my wife, do you know that this constitutes the crime of using communication media to commit indecent assault?"

"What trash photos?!"

She took a lot of effort to take that photo...!

"Even threats should be of some level."

The originally monotonous voice suddenly became like a mockery. "So, don't bother me anymore, it seems boring." 

Just at this moment, the timer rang.

I should hang up the phone, I should...!

"Don't do useless work that will be exposed soon. If you want to threaten me, check my background carefully. I know how honest my wife is, don't get involved casually."

Just then, the switch was pressed.

What do you, the nominal husband, know...?!

"Then let's check if that thigh photo is a piece of trash!"

After shouting this, I felt like I was splashed with cold water and woke up instantly. Ah, wait. This is not right...!

This is really not right...!

The fingers that hurriedly pressed the end button froze. It's over, it's completely over...!

Second call_mp3.