When The Phone Rings / The Call You Just Made Is

Chapter 24 Vulgar

'You are not a threat, why would you dare to say that to me?'

Her face showed obvious surprise.

"Divorce is impossible for me."

His voice was as cold as ice. He frowned, as if the thought of it made him angry.

"I cannot tolerate failure, whether it is scandal or rumor. I can't stand my name being tarnished by nature."

His poisonous eyes seemed a little forced.

"How can it be possible..."

Live with someone you don't like for the rest of your life?

The image of her father, who was only a shell, appeared in her mind. She can't do it.

She clenched her fists under the table.

"So you have to be prepared too." 

'What... '

"Be prepared to keep your job." 

"….."

"Don't spit it out, swallow it well."

He pushed the plate in front of her, motioning her to eat quickly.

"From today on, sleep in my room." 

"…..."

For a moment, she felt suffocated.

"If we continue to live like this, we will only become each other's responsible spouses. The more noisy it is outside, the easier it is to ignore the internal division. Hong Hee-joo, you should have learned this when you were carrying your schoolbag to school." 

An inexplicable look pierced Hee-joo. 

Suddenly, he dragged his chair to stand up and walked around the dining table to her. 

"I accidentally saw what was in your phone-" 

"….." 

"You saved my number in an interesting way." 

Hee-joo realized 'Oh no! ' 

"Business husband." He chewed these words slowly. 
 
That was named in a somewhat ironic way in order not to forget her own situation, not to have expectations, and not to be disappointed. However, hearing these words in person, her cheeks suddenly burned. 

"Then, since it's business, we have to cooperate well." 

"......!" 

"At the 70th anniversary event of Sankyung Ilbo, attend with me. I also want to have a show window marriage with Hong Hee-joo." 

At the same time, he approached suddenly and lifted up the shirt he was wearing. His strong abdominal muscles caught Hee-joo's eyes at once. Hee-joo hurriedly turned her head, but he grabbed the back of her head.

The strong scent of the man mixed with the edge of the T-shirt roughly rubbed Hee-joo's lips.

"Like a child, there is still milk on your mouth."

Baek Sa-eon roughly wiped the white milk stains on her upper lip.

However, although his eyes were full of impatience, his movements were extremely delicate.

Hee-joo stared blankly at the distinct abdominal muscles and clear iliac bones, and didn't even dare to blink. Strangely, her throat moved involuntarily.

Baek Sa-eon glanced at the clock on the wall, smacked his lips, and put down his arms.

He turned around without any reluctance, strode towards the bedroom, holding the dirty shirt tightly in his hand.