Kim Daehyun's eyes turned cold, even the aura of his presence was like a pheromone that froze anything in this room, but he didn't respond other than to be silent in a tense atmosphere.

However, it didn't scare me at all. I grinned, feeling confident that I had managed to corner this arrogant man.

"I know that you will never dare to do it because you're worried that Chunghee will return to Lee, right?" Smiling proudly, I continued in a mocking tone, "You're so cowardly by the looks of you. Your appearance doesn't reflect the true guts of you."

As soon as I finished my words, he glanced at me, as sharp as a sword drawn right at my eyes. He said, "You know that I ain't someone who's easily provoked by such words. Whatever you say, it doesn't affect me."

"Heh, I didn't even mean to provoke you. I'm just challenging you to bring them together. If Chunghee doesn't want to return to him, then I won't allow Lee to chase him again." Paused for a moment, I said again in a subtle tone, "I don't want him to not being himself. Honestly, I feel sorry for him. Therefore, to prove that Chunghee doesn't want to—"

"Nonsense." He interrupted before I finished my sentence, "Think of this as karma for his deeds. I'm sure that Chunghee never wanted a breakup. He's been holding out as long as he can, but no one cares about what he's fighting for. I don't know if Lee is the type of man who can't be straightforward or anything, but what I saw that time is Chunghee always endured his pain."

Hearing about this, I immediately concluded. "So, you're crazy about him, huh?"

"Any problem with that?"

I chuckled. "As far as I know, you just met him a few months ago, and are you this crazy for him? I'm sure that there are a lot of people who are crazy about you. But, like a donkey, you're a donkey who likes to eat the neighbor's grass."

Kim Daehyun looked at me deeply with a mysterious gaze, then said coldly that sounded deep, "You don't know me. You don't know how I ...."

At his last sentence, Daehyun suddenly stopped as if he was about to reveal a secret, so he paused for a few seconds before he said with the different sentence, "Get the hell out of here right now."

I frowned. Hearing those words as if he had just said that his relationship with Chunghee was more than what I thought.

However, since this man was mysterious and unpredictable, I didn't want to conclude too quickly. From my experience partnering with his father in business, I had been trapped several times by simple words that had such deep meaning, and I was sure that his descendant wasn't that different. So, I just said, "You kicked me out? Is this how you treat your new colleague?"

"This place is mine. I can kick anyone as I please. I don't even care if he is a leader in the biggest electronics company in East Asia."

I smiled. Hearing sarcasm words like that, I immediately stood up. But, before leaving this room, I said, "You know, one day, you will feel the pain of what Lee feels, Kim."

He didn't respond and continued to smoke lazily.

As soon as I finished my words, I immediately left this place, headed downstairs, and immediately went to see Donghwa.

Before I met him, I called him several times first to find out his whereabouts, but he never answered my calls. So, I decided to contact Yoon Hoonsik, and he said that Donghwa wasn't in his office today. I hurriedly went to his place.

At the door, I pressed the doorbell several times but there was no answer. Because I didn't want my coming to be in vain, I tried to call him many times, until he finally answered my call.

"Go away. I'm not feeling well today," he replied, on the phone.

"I'm at your door. If you don't want to open it, then I'll break into your house."

"Go away."

"Huh, look, I just met Kim this noon, don't you want to hear it?"

"..."

"Okay, I leave now."

I was about to hang up, but he suddenly said, "Wait ..."

After a minute of waiting, the door opened.

Donghwa's appearance was terrible. Thin and messy, like a dog that had been neglected by its owner for years. The unshaven hair on his face made him look even older than his real age. I was speechless to see the appearance of a man who used to be bright, strong, and dedicated, now became pathetic.

"Come in."

I walked behind Donghwa, staring at his shoulders as if they were carrying tons of weight. I didn't want to comment, but I couldn't help but say it.

"Why don't you take care of yourself? Don't you ever look in the mirror and see how you look? It's really bad you know."

He didn't give any response.

As soon as we sat on the sofa, I said again, "At this state, what about you go check on your psychology? Or, do you need a mental hospital? I can take care of it."

Donghwa stared at the floor blankly and with no expression on his face. He was silent for a while, then said on a different topic, "Yunhee, have you talked to Kim? What did he say?" His voice sounded hoarse as if his vocal cords had broken.

Leaning my back lazily, I replied, "You're right. That person just can't be compromised."

"I told you."

Finishing his words, he suddenly stood up. Before he was about to take a step, I asked curiously, "Hey, where are you going?"

Without turning his head, he replied, "I told you that I'm not feeling well today, so leave now." He then stepped into his bedroom.

Feeling ignored, I didn't remain silent. I immediately stood up and followed him into the bedroom.

The bedroom looked gloomy and dark. The window that wasn't opened, made the air feel so stuffy. I fumbled around the wall, looked for the light switch, then turned it on as soon as I found it.

On the bed, Donghwa cuddled under the blanket, hugging the pillow. I walked over to him with careful steps, but as soon as I was about to sit on the side of the bed, Donghwa suddenly exclaimed, "No! Don't sit there!"

I immediately stood up straight, and asked, "Why?"

"That's Chunghee's bed. Don't ever touch it."

Hearing his words, I just shook my head. Because I felt sorry for Donghwa's behavior which was getting worse every day, I started to feel bad.

However, I wasn't good at showing my care, so everything I said was like a mockery that could make someone angry.

"Hey, are you really sick? You're just thinking a lot of things lately. Get up now and come with me for some fresh air."

Donghwa fell silent. He closed his eyes, but I could tell that he wasn't sleeping.

I sighed, and said, "Kim said that he found Chunghee first. I don't think that he was hiding him. From the start, he didn't know anything about this matter, but it was just a coincidence. Whether it's because of you being so reckless and impatient or he the one who found Chunghee somewhere. Is that clear?"

Donghwa opened his eyes slowly as soon as he heard my words. Then, with difficulty, he got up from his position. He didn't say anything other than looking at me with a soulless gaze.

"Now, stop complaining and acting like that. You're an adult, not a teenager anymore. You started this problem and you have to solve it on your own terms. Come on, cheer up."

"Then, what? I tried really hard and the results made me despair," he said in a weak voice.

"Tch!" I was annoyed. The line of despair irritated me that I said something I shouldn't say to a depressed person. "If you feel discouraged by all your efforts, why don't you just end your life so you don't suffer again?"

He suddenly smiled and I knew, it was a smile that interpreted something stupid in his head.

He immediately stood up, walked to the window, and opened it. Because of that action, I immediately ran and held him from doing anything stupid. I tried to persuade, "Hey, man, don't be silly. I'll help you, but please be patient. I have a lot of work to do and I have to finish everything one by one. I promise I'll help you, but don't even think about committing suicide."

He laughed hollowly. "You just gave me good advice and now, you're preventing me? You know, I've been wanting to do this for a long ago, but I'm trying to hold back because I believe that I can still persuade Chunghee to return. But, looks like, you're right. I shouldn't have to put in any wasted effort again."

"Okay, okay, it's my fault. I'm sorry. But, I'll help you. I promise."

As soon as I finished my words, I could feel the muscles of his body starting to relax, so I slowly let go of my hands.

Donghwa turned towards me. Smiling, but the emptiness in his eyes had not disappeared.

Without saying anything, he walked past me, returned to the bed. He laid down and curled up under the blanket.

I looked at him with pity. After all, my words were just persuasion, which I, myself, didn't find a single solution to this problem, yet I couldn't tell him as he was seriously depressed.