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      by Emerlyn — Why would he want to sleep in my room when he had a perfectly fine room of his own? It was incomprehensible behavior, but at the same time, a memory came to the surface. 'I want to sleep here too.' Was it back when we were staying at the villa? The child who had called me a coward, afraid of the dark, had started coming to my room to sleep together from the next morning onward. They would climb onto the bed, hugging a pillow much bigger than themselves, and make themselves comfortable. 'Move over…
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      by Emerlyn — Joo Do-hwa had said that, hadn't he? That when my face healed, he would take me around with him. I hadn't heard where exactly he planned to go, but if Chairman Joo was an example of the people he'd be meeting, there was a high possibility it was related to company business. "Surely not." However, Joo Do-hwa shook his head as soon as the question came out of my mouth. Seeming to think I wanted to go, he added rather regretfully. "I don't mind you coming, but you'd get bored, hyung. There's no one…
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      by Emerlyn — If someone asked me how life had been in the mansion, I would answer without any hesitation that it had been comfortable. Not only were the basic necessities covered, but the quality of life here was exceptionally high. While Oceans only fulfilled my basic needs, here I could even indulge in luxuries to my heart's content. It was a place that any person would find desirable, and to deny that would be a lie. There was no one in this world who disliked comfort and abundance, so I couldn't deny that I was…
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      by Emerlyn — "..." The hair on my head stood on end. It was because the monotone voice had hit the mark. It seemed that Joo Do-hwa noticed that my body had stiffened underneath his touch, as he firmly pressed his forehead against my shoulder. "I told you not to look at me like that..." Of course, the shoulder would be stronger than the forehead. The problem was that a sense of oppression came from even his small cat-like movements. But it seemed that Joo Do-hwa had no intention of threatening me, as he calmly…
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      by Emerlyn — The faint voice that flowed out sounded fragile to my ears. The downcast eyelashes also looked sorrowful, unlike how they usually looked. "You..." I stammered, feeling flustered. I couldn't understand how the person who had nearly strangled me could now look so pitiful right then. For a moment, compassion overtook fear to the point where I couldn't say a word. "...?" After a long silence of merely blinking, I belatedly realized that he was different from usual. His face, which always looked…
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      by Emerlyn — "..." It felt like my solar plexus was being squeezed tightly. That one sentence sounded chillingly ominous. The barely concealed hostility seeped through the calm voice. "There are some suspects, but no hard evidence, so that's why." For a six-year-old child to have thought that far was immensely impressive. Or perhaps the suspicion had slowly blossomed as they grew up. After mulling over and remembering the "hyung's" death, there would have been only one person all the circumstantial evidence…
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      by Emerlyn — The affection he had shown me wasn’t genuine. If he called poisoning me "affection," then the feelings I might develop for him wouldn't be real love either. 'So just play with him and then dump him. I'm not telling you to fall in love.' After saying that, Lee Yuna snapped her cigarette in half and looked away. She was frowning irritably, but I could immediately tell that she was deliberately avoiding eye contact with me, as if her conscience was bothering her. '...That's such a nonsensical thing…
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      by Emerlyn — I thought this might be an overreaction, but he showed no particular response. There was still a faint smile on his lips, and his gaze toward me was no different from usual. His mood even seemed to improve during this time. "There's nothing you shouldn't hear, hyung." His voice was as soft as a dream, seemingly pleased about something. He reached out toward me and smoothed out my crumpled sleeve. Then he continued to fiddle with the hem of my clothes. "You remember the party that's happening this…
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