As soon as I finished my words, the tears that I thought had dried up rolled down my face, flowing profusely along with the regret that was rising increasingly over my chest.

"I regret everything ...." Before I continued my sentence, I took a deep breath, trying to catch my breath. "There are two things that I regret all my life. First, I have disappointed him. And second ... second ... I was not there when he was dying."

Yunhee interrupted, "Stop complaining or I'll beat you up. You're not this kind of person you know. Be firm as you were before where people disinclined you."

"You have to remember that you crawled from scratch to build your own business. Compared to Kim, you are stronger than him to face any defiance. He stood with the help of his powerful father, but look at you? Don't let your three years of struggle become useless."

With teary eyes, I lifted my gaze towards Yunhee. "Why? You said that I could complain about my feelings."

"Tch. But, it doesn't mean that I allow you to complain continuously to me. You're too clingy. You make me sick. If I was Chunghee, I would have left you since the beginning."

Hearing his words, I immediately remembered how Chunghee had always spoiled me back then, leaving me speechless, as if regret didn't leave the slightest room for the most beautiful thing in the future.

It truly hurt.

"Heh, are you aware of yourself now?" Yunhee asked in a mocking tone.

Paused for a moment, I rambled on, "It's also because you never did anything for me. You said that you would help me, but what? You didn't do anything but stay—"

Yunhee suddenly grabbed my collar before I finished my sentence. "What the hell did you just say, bastard? Should I mention them one by one?!"

"Who is looking for the information about Chunghee at the hospital? If not me, you will never know how your lover is doing now! Also, who helped you dig up the information about Kim? That's me! Should I also bring up the past when you were struggling to get the contract from the mayor three years ago for your other company?!"

Yunhee looked furious. Seemingly, I had offended him by those words.

He let go of his grip, looked at me angrily, and said, "If you say that nonsense once again, don't expect me to see you again in the future."

After a few moments of silence, I immediately got up from my position, then spoke, "I have to go. I have some work to do before I return to Sokcho."

When I put on my suit, Yunhee sneered, "I think, Chunghee has been too strong to stay with you all this time. I bet that no one else can last ten years with someone like you where he always doesn't want to be blamed even if it's his fault." With a pause, he affirmed, "From now on, I won't help you anymore. Mind your own business—"

Before Yunhee finished his sentence, my body moved on its own to push his body against the wall.

I gritted my teeth while looking down before saying something that I really didn't want to say.

"Brother Bae, I'm sorry. During I lost Chunghee, I couldn't function my brain properly. I was wrong. I shouldn't have told you that." Lifting my gaze, I said sincerely, "All this time, you were the only one I thought of as my own brother — you're already like my brother — so forgive me."

As soon as I finished my words, he pushed me away. Smoothing his coat, he snorted coldly. "This is your last chance. Next time, if you dare to bring anything up again, don't expect me to help you even if you kiss my feet."

He paused for a moment, staring intently at me before saying things that seemed to bring the hope back from me.

"There's good information for you. I've been bugging Kim's cell phone. I can't do it for too long because it's very risky if Kim finds out that his cell phone is being bugged. However, even so, I heard some of his conversations on the phone, and one of them was with Chunghee."

Hearing about this, I exclaimed impatiently, "Really?! What are they talking about?!"

Sighing, Yunhee replied, "All this time, Kim brought Chunghee in his villa in Sokcho. But, I heard that he would bring Chunghee back to his grandma's house yesterday. Now, maybe Chunghee is already there. But, if they are still in the villa, don't even try to come there. There are lots of guards, I've asked some of my men to check it. They can gang up on you before you can meet Chunghee."

Yunhee's words were like a piece of good news from God, making the joy that I had not felt for a long time, now coming back to fill my broken heart.

I couldn't help but hug him without caring whether he would feel disgusted. "Thank you. Thank you. I owe you!" Removing my embrace, I said with a smile, "I have to finish my work immediately, then head to Sokcho!"

Yunhee's face didn't show any expression. He looked still annoyed with my words earlier.

Yunhee turned around, walking towards the door. He was about to leave the ward, but before he could pass through the door, he stopped, and said in a flat tone, "You want to go home, right? I'm being kind now, so I'll drive you."

Nodding excitedly, I immediately followed him out of this place.

The two of us walked out to the car.

Along the way, my eyes were constantly fixed on the city atmosphere with the glamor of the skyscrapers and the people who always looked swamped and unconcern about anything. I looked up at the bustling city with luxurious cars, almost all of which had matching colors.

However, even so, my thoughts were elsewhere. I wasn't enjoying what my eyes were witnessing at all.

Impatience made me smile incessantly. It had been a long time since I felt this excitement.

Until Yunhee's voice broke the silence, "Donghwa, last night I met Kim when I was about to go up to your place. I'm sure that he has met you, right? Judging by how the terrible expression on his face, you must have done something crazy again."

Hearing that question, suddenly the excitement I felt just now turned into a terrifying gloom. I turned to the driver's seat, looking at Yunhee who was driving.

Honestly, I wasn't in the good mood to talk about this. So, I asked briefly in return, "Then, why?"

He sighed heavily. "Did he beat you last night? Didn't you look in the mirror and see how bruised on your face is?"

I fell silent without a word, turning my gaze out the window.

"What a stupid thing did you do to piss him off again?" Yunhee asked once again.

I grinned coldly without responding to his words and continued to keep my eyes out the window; staring at the crowded city with the hustle and bustle of its people passing by. I thought that giving him an answer would only make him against me with his wise advice that already sounded so sickening to my ears.

"Be honest to me!" He suppressed the words.

Hearing his words, I had no choice but to say, "I threatened to reveal everything at the press conference regarding Kim Myungdae's involvement in covering up some of my cases. This time, I will not hesitate to say it."

Hearing about that, Yunhee suddenly slammed on the brakes. He looked back, staring at me in disbelief. "Hey, idiot, have you thought about that with your common sense? It could destroy you too."

I smiled, then turned to face him. "I have no choice. I have to sacrifice my own career to destroy him."

"Tch." Yunhee turned his body forwards, Then pulling the lever to sped the car back, before saying, "I hope you can handle it well. Because even if you threaten him with something like that, the success rate is only ten percent. That's a very small possibility. Whereas the biggest risk is that he can attack you back. It's easy for him you know."

I snorted coldly, then changed the subject, "What about you, what made you come over to my place last night?"

"Ah, yes, I wanted to tell you that tomorrow I will celebrate the fifth year of my marriage. I called you two days ago, but you didn't pick up my call. So, since I was around your place last night, I decided to tell you in person."

I glanced at him, and asked mockingly, "Don't you intend to celebrate the umpteenth year of your relationship with your mistresses?"

"Tch. We broke up."

"Which one?"

I chuckled. Considering this guy also had many mistresses out there, it was hard for me to believe that he had repented of his badness.

"Heh, so now you're getting serious with one person?" I glanced at him in the rearview mirror.

He answered jokingly but sounded striking, "Yes, I'm afraid that one day my relationship will end up like yours. Your love story made me aware of what I've done so far."

"Heh." The word 'heh' already represented my displeasure when I heard the words without saying anything.