"——Do you think I'm just a guy who stays at home and masturbates? I'm going to kill you, kill you. I really want to kill you."
"Ahem!"
The moment she heard this voice, the hair on the back of her head stood up. And this voice is very familiar...
"——Asshole! I won't let you go! I will never let you go! I will stab your cheek with a knife...! Throw dirty water all over you...! Then cut you into pieces...! Finally, sprinkle ashes...! Make you disappear...!"
What is this?
That's my voice-changing recording...!
Her face was pale and bloodless. Although a few sentences were the kidnappers' voices, most of them were Hee Joo's own words.
They cleverly spliced together what Hee Joo said and created a new threat. Her jaw was wide open and she couldn't close it at all.
"——If you don't want your car to be scrapped, take 2 billion to solve it...! Am I very kind?"
"......."
"——Is it going to start? Tomorrow, I will kill you mercilessly."
What on earth...
What on earth is going on...?
Who did this splicing...! (TL: she realized her voice record was edited)
With rice still on the corner of her mouth, Hee-joo staggered in front of the TV. Her brain was completely frozen and her hands were shaking.
At this moment, she instinctively turned her head.
Brug! Brug! Brug——!
Someone pushed the middle door open roughly.
A disheveled man rushed in, accompanied by a smell of cigarettes.
His usually neat hair was messy and hung down to his eyebrows, and his white shirt was smoked black. His jacket and tie were nowhere to be found. As he approached, a burning smell hit her face.
"......!"
An inexplicable ominous premonition enveloped her. Could it be...
She forced herself to ignore the doubts that came up. It shouldn't be possible...
The two people's eyes met with nowhere to escape.
"I want to see your thighs." 🤪
"......!"
Hee-joo's mind was blank, and she blinked quickly. Did she... hear it wrong?
"Do I take it off, or do you take it off yourself?"
His eyes fell on Hee-joo's lower body.
Sure enough, she heard it right.
‘Wait, thighs? Why are you looking at thighs now…’
Seeing her pale face, he added casually.
“Someone set fire to my office.” He looked down at Hee Joo with a deep and lazy gaze. “That guy.”
“……!”
He raised his chin slightly and pointed to the news screen.
…What?
No, it’s not like that…!
Although the voice-changing recording is mine and the threat is also me, I am not the arsonist! Absolutely not!
“I just angered him a little, and he couldn’t help but pounce on me——”
Baek Sa-eon pushed aside the hair that was blocking his vision and whispered coldly:
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When The Phone Rings / The Call You Just Made Is
Mystery / ThrillerHong 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...
