This anger was mixed with extreme anxiety, which made my lips tremble. I gritted my teeth, holding back something that was about to explode inside of me while clenching my hands quite tightly.

Now, I remembered that Chunghee often went to the hospital at that time, but I never asked him about his current condition earnestly. I asked him only as I suspected him and foolishly, believed all the answers he gave without suspecting that they were lies.

At first, I thought that he was just having a cold or just feeling unwell because of overwork, so I continued to be indifferent and didn't ask any further questions. I was worried, but because all this time Chunghee had always looked tough in my eyes, I believed that he was fine.

However, when I found out that Chunghee was 'suffering from a disease' as Daehyun said accidentally before, suddenly a bad feeling made me even more worry.

The hell with me that time!

Why did I just realize everything when a situation like this happened?

Still on my knees, I limply dropped my body so that I sat on the cold floor, gripping my hair quite tightly as if I wanted to pull it off my scalp.

The predicament that I thought would end today, turned out to be beyond my expectation. This was getting worse and even quite complicated. It was getting me more and more frustrating!

"Mr. Lee, please, get up. It's cold in here." Hoonsik crouched down and spoke in a low, worried voice.

I lifted my chin, stared at Hoonsik, expressionless. His face turned shocked as soon as he saw me shed tears.

It was so embarrassing. However, I couldn't help it. Only for a moment, I immediately wiped my tears which were getting heavier on my face, then immediately stood up. I spoke hoarsely, "We're back in Seoul now."

After saying this, I took out the cell phone from my pocket and then immediately called Bae Yunhee.

"What's the matter?"

I took a silent breath, then said pleadingly, "Yunhee, I need your help." I explained. "Before Chunghee left, I had a chance to see him get out of Du-Ho Hospital with Kim. I want you to find out the doctor he visited at the hospital."

He sounded lethargic, "Hey, Lee, isn't it—"

"Brother Bae, please, I'm begging you. I'm in Sokcho right now, you're the only one who can do it. I beg you, please, help me." I sighed softly before continuing to say the important thing, "I told you, that I'll give you anything if you help me — anything — and I mean it. If you want that company, then—"

"Enough, enough. Okay, alright. Stop whining like that. You're only going to disgust me even more." With a pause, he continued to say, "I'll call you back when I get information about the doctor, okay?"

Hearing about this, I smiled. There was a little hope for me after all the pains filled my heart.

Hanging up the phone, I immediately walked towards the car. Yoon Hoonsik walking in front of me, then he opened the car door for me, and immediately drove the car.

About twenty minutes before arriving in Seoul, I kept waiting for Yunhee to spread the exhilaration. It had been almost three hours, but he had not notified me yet.

After all, I just asked him to find out about the doctor that Chunghee visited at the hospital, but why did it take so long?

I thought, for someone like Bae Yunhee, who liked to spy on someone, such a thing nothing compared to spy notable people like he often did.

This was too easy for someone like him, as easy as turning his own palm.

Then, what took him so long? Or, it's me, the one who's always impatient?

However, I suppressed the impatience in my heart, trying to relax. l leaned my back, waiting for the news of him.

Until Hoonsik's voice broke the silence, "Sir, are you all right?."

"I'm fine."

Paused for a moment, he replied, "It's better if you don't have to push yourself, sir. If you're looking for Mr. Park, you can give an order to your men, right?"

I smiled weakly, "This is different."

"Ah, all right, sir." He asked again, "Don't you want to rest for a moment, sir?"

"No need. We go straight to the agency."

A few seconds after finishing my words, an incoming message made two vibrations on my phone. I immediately opened it and read it.

[Bae Yunhee: I have received information about the doctor.]

Instantly my eyes widened open and flinched when I read the message!

However, the feeling of impatience, made my thumb press the call button on Yunhee's number.

"Hey, I was just about to text you," Yunhee said after answering my call.

"Tell me. I want to hear it from you directly."

He took a deep breath, then explained, "Chunghee started doing checkups about five months ago and the last time he was at the hospital was since December fourteenth. And ..." There was some doubt in his voice, "He had his first consultation with Professor Dr. Jeong Hoon and lastly with Dr. Choi Hyun. Do you know what doctor they are?"

The tone of his voice was different in the last sentence. It sounded gloomy and deep like it was about to convey something bad at the emphasis of the tone.

However, because of the shock, I could only be stunned wordlessly when I heard the explanation from him. Even, with him asking about this, made my thoughts swirl even more.

Bae Yunhee said coldly, "Lee, you are such a jerk." He chuckled as if he was mocking something else, sounding cold and full of ridicule. He sneered, "All this time, Chunghee suffered because of you. And you, without the slightest sense of guilt, even just casually treat him like that. Always angry with him, blaming him, accusing something that he never did, and even you hit him, are you aware of what you did?"

I was still silent without a word.

"Heh, you are really out of your mind!" He sighed before continuing to say, "I actually didn't care about the two of you, and was just helping you because we're friends. But now, after I got to know about this information, I started to think that it was natural for him to leave you. I even praised that decision of him."

I sighed so as not to be provoked by those words that were heard blaming me. I replied, "I thought, you're as bad as me. Hearing you speak like a saint like that, really makes me want to laugh at you right now."

"Heh, you bastard. You never want to be blamed even though you know that you are indeed the one to blame for your own problems." With a pause, he continued, "Never mind, you better not have to look for him again. You don't deserve to be with him. Always saying 'I love him over and over again till makes me sick of it, but apparently you never really care about him. What a shame!"

I let out a heavy sigh, then spoke with suppressed anger, "Yunhee, please, explain to me, why are you saying this? What do you mean?"

"Heh, how stupid you are." He was silent for a while before saying firmly, "Chunghee had cancer!"

I frowned tightly, showing no reaction. The feeling of surprise and confusion made such simple words difficult for me to understand. Then, haltingly I asked, "W-what do you mean? Wh-why did you say so?"

"The doctors!" He said with a slightly lowered tone of his voice, but still with a clear emphasis, "Dr. Jeong Hoon, is an Oncologist and Dr. Choi Hyun is a neurologist. Park Chunghee has been suffering from brain cancer all this time."

Bae Yunhee didn't miss the important part, "You better get hurry to the hospital to hear a clearer explanation from the doctor. Last time, Chunghee had a consultation with Dr. Choi, but he isn't at the hospital right now, so you can ask about this directly to Dr. Jeong."

I felt my body suddenly become paralyzed. I froze in shock and dropped my cell phone without caring about the call that was still in progress.

After hearing these words, the sense of shock not only made me speechless but also made me even more depressed.

I lowered my head, squeezed my hair tightly, and wanted to scream, but I couldn't. However, my chest was tight, as if choking my voice not to vent my pains, allowing me to feel deeper and deeper pain and guilt, so all I could do was secretly cry over my regret and grief.

My chest seemed to be torn apart, and I cried as if not with tears but blood.

Until finally, Yoon Hoonsik asked, "Are you okay, sir?"

I sighed, then slowly lifted my gaze and despaired towards Hoonsik, who was in the driver's seat, "Take me to Du-Ho Hospital now."

He glanced at me in the rearview mirror, then asked, "Are you feeling well, sir?"

My gaze turned dark after hearing his question. "Can you stop asking questions and do what I tell you?"

Hearing him keep asking questions like this, made me even more furious, especially with my feelings that weren't calm.

"Ah, all right, sir. I-I'm sorry."

After that, he immediately took the East route when we were in Seoul to immediately head to the hospital.