Silent for a while, Yoon Hoonsik replied, "Um, Mr. Lee said that he wasn't feeling well today and wanted to rest. So, he asked me to represent his attendance at this event."

Hearing about this, I said indifferently, "Can't he push himself for even a moment? He must know that this event is important for the agency."

I didn't worry about anything whether he was present or not at the event and asked just to know where Donghwa was right now.

"Um, I think so, sir. Mr. Lee looks really pale lately. He's also been complaining about shortness of breath, so I asked him to rest tonight."

"So where is he now?" I asked one more time.

"In his apartment, sir. Would you like to convey a message? Later I will pass it directly to Mr. Lee after attending this event, sir."

"No need. I'll meet him in person."

"Um, but—"

After saying that, I immediately got up from my seat, without caring what Hoonsik was trying to say.

Without lingering, I immediately left the event which was still in progress, without caring for the people who were staring in surprise at me while walking in a hurry.

Downstairs, I immediately told the driver to get out of the car, then drove the car by myself to head the address of Donghwa's apartment, and arrived a few minutes later.

After parking the car, I hurriedly went upstairs. In front of his door, I immediately pressed the doorbell continuously. I felt impatient and didn't want to wait too long.

Until finally the voice from the intercom was heard, "Why did you come? Leave now."

"Open the door now, you bastard!" I said furiously. "If you don't open it, I'm breaking down the door!"

Donghwa didn't care about my words. As soon as I finished talking, he also turned off the intercom.

Gritting my teeth tightly, I removed my tie clip to start breaking into the door. This silver tie clip had a thin metal hanger about ten centimeters in length, so I used it as a key substitute.

It worked. Since I had often run away by using this method to open my room door when I was a child, so this was easy for me.

When the door opened, Donghwa looked lazily at me. His eyes were slightly red from drinking too much alcohol. And as soon as he saw me walk in, he said angrily, "How dare you to break into my door! I can report you to the police station for destroying my property."

I paused for a moment, eying his messy appearance with a frown before closing the door. I didn't want our conversation to be overheard by other people.

"Get the hell out of here! When I went to your company, you kicked me out, and now you here, what the hell? I thought that you never had any business with me." He downed a glass of alcohol, then got up from his position, and walked towards me. As soon as he stood right in front of me, he continued in a mocking tone, "Heh, but I don't care if it's something important though."

Hearing the words, I was no longer able to hold back the anger that had been pent up for a long time. I immediately grabbed his collar tightly, then pushed his body backward against the wall. I shouted angrily, "How dare you to tell my father!"

Donghwa burst out laughing. "Why? Are you having a hard time now? How does it feel to have trouble when you are fighting for something?"

Without pity, I immediately punched his face so hard that it caused a wound on the corner of his lips. "If you want to compete, don't involve my father, you bastard!"

"Huh?" He chuckled. "Competing? Chunghee is still mine, then why should I compete with you? It doesn't make sense."

However, I didn't want to listen to what he had to say and immediately beat him in the face so brutally, that he slumped to the floor.

I was really angry because I had pity on him before and gave a gift from him to Chunghee. However, what do I gain from this? Instead, he complained about this to my father. I couldn't tolerate him.

I used to be calm no matter how much trouble I was, but this time was completely different. The anger that I buried for a long time seemed to explode as if I wanted to take it out on him.

I was about to smack his face that looked innocent, but my fist suddenly stopped right at the edge of his sight. Gritting my teeth, I removed my grip on his collar, and said, "If you dare to speak at the press conference later about my father's involvement, I could be even more serious than this. This isn't just a threat. I won't hesitate to destroy you."

Wiping the blood on his lips, he grinned coldly, "Heh, what if Chunghee finds out about your true nature? I'm sure that he will never want to let you be with him again."

I snorted in annoyance. "You don't know how to be thankful, huh? After what my father did to you to escape from lawsuits, is this how you can thank my family? He has helped you to cover up your love scandal with Sunyeon and some of your disgrace, but it turns out that you cunningly made all that kindness as a boomerang to bring down my family name. So shameless!"

As soon as he heard those words, his face suddenly turned dark. He stood up and replied, "What the fuck did you say? Disgrace? Scandal?" He grinned coldly before shouting angrily, "Aren't you the same as me?! And worse, you don't look for someone else to fulfill your lust and instead snatch someone else's lover and rape him. Don't tell me that you don't realize that? Don't think of yourself as a holy man by insulting me like that!"

Hearing about this, I couldn't help but grip his neck. I pushed him against the wall again, and shouted, "I told you that he was the one who purposely run away from you, right?! Don't just talk casually and conclude stupid things like that!"

He chuckled a little, then pushed my body back, "Isn't this what you want, huh? You always make it difficult for me, and I want you to feel the same way I feel right now. Besides, your father needs me. Back then, I never asked for anything like that from your family! So, don't ever tell me that I'm an ungrateful person!" He snorted in annoyance, then continued, "Heh, but no problem. I can talk to Mr. Kim back if you want to give me a chance to meet Chunghee. What about it?"

I was silent while clenching my fists, staring at him with anger in my eyes. Feeling that I didn't need to say anything else, I emphasized, "I warn you this time and never think that this is just nonsense from me."

Then, without saying a word, I immediately left this place with a state of rage that was getting worse.

Staying here any longer would only make me want to keep beating him up continuously.

He said that he wanted to talk to my father back? Heh, it's not as easy as how he put it.

Even more, my father already knew everything. Trying to convince him was an impossible thing to do.

While I was in the elevator, I immediately called A Yeong.

"Sir—"

"Have you taken Chunghee to the house?" I said before A Yeong spoke.

She paused for a moment before answering hesitantly, "Um, boss, actually, we're still at your villa. Mr. Park has a fever, so—"

"Huh?!" Shocked, I almost shouted, "Is he all right now? I want to talk to him."

"Um, sir, for his condition, his fever hasn't gone down. Mr. Park is also sleeping now. Earlier, I wanted to take him to the hospital, but he refused." He sighed languidly, then continued, "Besides, sir, when are you coming back? I couldn't possibly be here as—"

"A Yeong!" I explained, "Look, I won't be back for three days. So, I want you to take care of him while I'm not there. For your needs, you can use my card. I put it in the desk drawer. You don't have to think about your works either. I'll order Yeonjae to do it."

"Hmm, agree!"

When the elevator doors opened, Bae Yunhee was right up in front of the elevator. As soon as he got in the elevator, I walked passing him indifferently and continued talking to A Yeong on the phone.

However, Yunhee suddenly exclaimed behind me, "Wait!"

Without turning around, I immediately stopped, then hung up the ongoing call when I heard Yunhee make a voice.

"You've seen Lee's condition, haven't you? He's been like that since Park left him. I hope you show him a little pity."

After he finished his sentence, without caring, I immediately continued walking towards the car without giving any response.

I didn't need someone to tell me about pity and I didn't need other people's opinions about what I had decided!

Besides, I had shown my compassion by giving his gift to Chunghee.

It could already be considered compassion for a bastard like him.

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