Looking back, on that day, Joo Sung seemed uneasy somewhere. No, it was very strange.
“Boss. You might not remember. When I was beaten by the orphanage director when I was young, if it weren’t for you, my life would have been as good as dead. I did anything you wanted me to do. Because I thought that was the only way to repay the favor.”
Even the peculiar questions he asked, unusually, came to mind.
“Why was it you? Why did you save me back then?”
“Because you looked the most pitiful at that orphanage. It seemed like you were specifically looking at me.”
Did he waver at those words? The pale face of Joo Sung, who repeatedly tried to stop me from getting on the car, came to mind.
“Boss, even now, can we return this and go back to our hometown? We can start over with a proper job, even if it’s a tough one or manual labor—”
I cut off my own words. I couldn’t recall what I said, no matter how hard I tried to think.
Did he feel a sense of guilt at the moment when he sold out the subject? Why say such things?
“So, if I borrow money from that Yeongam guy, what are you going to do for Won Joo-seong? Are you going to give him an office?”
“20% of the money you borrowed. Of course, that’s also your debt to repay.”
“20% of 500 million…”
What? Just for 100 million, Won Joo-seong abandoned me? Seungcheol kept denying, saying it was nonsense.
He didn’t even think about that part, but Won Joo-seong’s betrayal seemed to have a considerable impact on him. Once again, it boosted his pride in his choices.
“Why are you raising your blood pressure already? You need to live long, so you can repay my money and die. You have to live every day without rest. Probably, that’s what will happen, and that’s what you should do.”
“…”
“While you’re breathing like this, interest is accumulating. You know it well.”
“…”
“If by any chance you can’t repay it all and die, I’ll exempt you under the pretext of severance pay.”
He seemed to have lost his consciousness already, as he couldn’t hear my story. Only then did Seon-woo finally get up and brushed off Seungcheol’s knees.
“Good job, I’ll occasionally come to play.”
“…”
“How are you doing, Gugyeong-cha.”
“…Y-Yoon Seon-woo. Hey! Where are you going? Where?”
After regaining consciousness, Seungcheol shouted, but Seon-woo treated him as if he didn’t exist, giving calm instructions to the men around Seungcheol.
“Let’s start moving slowly; the way is long.”
As soon as his instructions were given, the men moved efficiently. Two of them firmly restrained Seungcheol’s arms, while the remaining two stood behind them, surrounding them.
Witnessing everything, Seon-woo sighed deeply when Seungcheol started yelling. When Seon-woo began to walk in the opposite direction, Seungcheol’s voice became even louder. How much he yelled, his voice was tearing apart, becoming an even more unpleasant sound.
“Let go! Let go, I said! I have something to say! Kwon Seung-chul, after barely pushing the men away, stood behind Sun-woo.
It would be more accurate to say that they let him go rather than he pushed them away. Anyway, there was no need to use force when they were just fleas.
He thought Seung-chul would come running and grab his collar, but it was unexpected. Seung-chul sat on the ground and began to beg, looking up at Sun-woo’s back, rubbing his hands on the ground to make them as clean as possible.
“I-I was wrong. Please, just look at me once. I’ll beg like this, okay?”
When the men tried to surround him again, Sun-woo showed his palm, stopping them. Worried that they might make a sudden move, they carefully protected Seung-chul by sticking close to him.
“Kim Jae-hong keeps not repaying the money, so I got pissed off for a moment… I’ll repay the money somehow, even if not there. There are many places for me to work. Right? Really. I’ll work hard, so please, not the construction site.”
Liquid, whether tears or mucus, stuck to his beard. Sun-woo looked down at Seung-chul, who was pleading with indifference.
If forgiveness was this easy.
Flooded with disappointment, Sun-woo quickly pressed his tired forehead.
The moment he wondered if he would forgive, he already knew that what he was hoping for was different.
But still, if he kneeled in front of me and begged for forgiveness, if I saw that, would my heartache, which had been tightly blocked, subside even a little? Would the nightmares that had tormented me be gone in an instant, the life of my wife that had passed with tears be forgotten a little? It’s funny; I think I had such thoughts.
But nothing seems to change. Just with this forgiveness you’re asking for.
“It’s too late; there’s no way I can forgive you.”
“…”
“I heard it was really tough, and I’m worried if you, who used to sit in front of the desk and smoke, can handle it. It’s going to be tough if you get fired. Well, I’ll find another construction site for you at that time.”
Because there is a shortage of manpower in that neighboring construction site too.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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