When The Phone Rings / The Call You Just Made Is

Chapter 26 Strange Night

In the shower, Hee-joo looked down at her naked body and suddenly remembered the photos her husband requested. Her ears turned red.

"You'd be crazy to take that kind of photos again!"

Hee-joo wiped her wet hair with a towel.

After returning to the bedroom, she read the Blue House interview notice and practiced sign language for the first time in a long time. She played Baek Sa-eon's video, probably because she was used to it.

It's still a bad habit.

"——Regarding the suspicion, the prosecutor's office is conducting a strict investigation..." 

"Suspicion, a strict prosecutorial investigation is underway..."

The fluency is not enough, and the words are wrong.

Maybe because these are not everyday expressions, the hand movements can't keep up with his speed. Hee-joo frowned and shook her wrist.

Nothing has been going well recently.

The unreasonable irritability made her fall on the bed. She fell asleep unknowingly.

Hee-joo suddenly felt a chill and pulled up the quilt.

"What is this?"

It's not a soft quilt, but something... 

"...hard?"  

Hee-joo groped for something as hard as a stone and opened her eyes in a daze. Startled, Hee-joo threw the thing away.

"Ouch."

"......!"

The cold voice was exaggerated at an inappropriate time.

"I came here because I couldn't find you."

She was not holding the quilt, but a big hand. (TL: Oh God, I thought of something else 🤭)

"You didn't cover yourself with the quilt, and you didn't turn off the light."

A man with his head tilted looked at Hee-joo tenderly. One hand was in his trouser pocket, and a jacket was hanging on his wrist.

This man standing lazily looked very tired. He was always impeccable in the media, so why did he become so lazy when he got home?

Hee-joo looked at his face and sat up.

"Come with me when you wake up." 

"Huh?"

Hee-joo opened her eyes wide, and he added.

"Go to my room and sleep." 

"......!"

"Luckily I didn't move you there like a piece of luggage."

He whispered with half-closed eyes. His eyelids and voice gradually became heavy, and he seemed very tired.

"If you really don't want to, you can hug your favorite pillow."

Baek Sa-eon turned and left. That look really seemed to want to move her over, and Hee-joo hurriedly followed.

Passing through the gallery-like corridor and entering the dim bedroom, the musky aroma filled her nose. The man pretended to be bored and loosened his tie and looked at Hee-joo.

"You look like an egg."

Hee-joo was shocked by the sudden insult.

"Are you so obedient to others?" 

"…..."

"Come when I tell you to, and leave when I tell you to."

He frowned and threw off his tie. There was both blame and self-blame in that arrogant look. Hee-joo felt that his quietly burning eyes were very strange.