The Engagement Was Broken Off at the Wedding Hall

29 – 2-14. Stay away from S Company’s rivals.

After work.

Normally, I would have driven my own car and returned home, but today I got to take the assistant manager’s car.

“Is there anything you can’t eat?”

“I eat well, no matter what.”

“If you come later and say you’re allergic or don’t like it…”

“I don’t like eggplants.”

“…………”

The view changes quickly.

Before I know it, I’m entering a neighborhood I don’t know.

‘Why did I call you?’

Did he call me out for a drink as expected?

When I saw them ask if there was anything they couldn’t eat, I probably got that feeling.

I quietly leaned back on the car seat and looked at the night view of Seoul.

“Hmm…..”

Really.

It’s always a stuffy neighborhood.

I’m half used to it and don’t feel anything, but it’s completely different from Hawaii.

Even though it looked a bit complicated there, I felt cool when I looked at the sky.

“Hyeonseong.”

“Yes?”

Suddenly a voice calls me.

When I turned my head, the assistant manager asked a question while looking straight ahead.

“Do you have a separate schedule for tomorrow morning?”

“There’s nothing major going on, but….”

“Then it will be okay until tomorrow morning.”

“….???”

At first, I couldn’t understand what he said.

However, as we left the commercial district and headed towards the residential area, I was able to notice the conversation from earlier.

‘Are you telling me to sleep for a day?’

I thought it was just a simple company dinner.

The assistant manager, who had already entered the apartment complex, parked his car in the parking lot and asked me a question.

“First? Or dew?”

“With dew.”

You’re going to drink it at home.

‘…Is this correct?’

I have already gone too far to turn back.

After drinking and hanging out, I’ll sneak out and take a taxi.

“Sit over there.”

After arriving at the assistant manager’s house, I sat quietly.

A clattering sound coming from the kitchen. The sound of something baking. The sound of setting a table.

I forced myself not to be conscious, so I turned my head and quietly looked around the house.

‘It’s dirtier than you think?’

On the outside, it looked like it had been organized in some way, but it didn’t deceive my eyes.

For example, socks that are crushed under the closet.

Something like a trash can that is half emptying out.

If you look under the bathroom over there, there’s a bra sticking out from under the foot towel. How on earth did that thing get in?

‘Because it is a house where people live.’

An unfamiliar yet strangely familiar feeling.

If you think about it, Jiyeon Kim felt this way even when she was living with that b*tch.

No, was it a little more explicit back then?

Anyway, I don’t know if it was thanks to that, but the tension seemed to ease a bit.

“Move aside.”

The assistant manager arrives with the award before the preparations are complete.

I quietly made a seat to the side, put a table on it, and drank some soju on the table.

“Take it.”

I picked up a glass of soju and accepted it.

“Follow.”

I followed it exactly as it was.

“…………?”

Drink it in one gulp without saying a word.

“…What?”

“No…..”

A look as if something is wrong.

Well, usually the first drink is a toast, right?

“…..Ah.”

I was staring blankly, feeling like my common sense had been denied, and only then did the assistant manager start to tremble.

The expression on his face when he realized what he had missed.

He blushed slightly out of embarrassment and held the glass to me.

“Ta-da.”

I poured soju and filled the glass.

A definite toast this time.

We clinked our soju glasses lightly.

“….Phew…!”

A light drink.

I drank it without breaking it.

Because it was soju on an empty stomach, the smell of alcohol came over me.

“I will eat well.”

Bulgogi placed in the center of the table.

When I picked up a piece and put it in my mouth, the taste of my mother with iron hands came to mind.

‘I see you bought it.’

Who would marinate bulgogi themselves?

Buy and eat what is on the market. Even if you marinate it in the first place, the sauce is ultimately a commercial sauce, so that’s it.

Should I say it has a guaranteed taste? Should I say it’s a guaranteed taste?

“…How does it taste?”

“It’s delicious.”

This is a great dish to eat raw.

As it was a drinking party that also served as dinner, we also ate rice.

‘Oh.’

Rice is also fresh rice.

You haven’t cooked any food yourself?

‘Is this the average for women these days…’

After all, office life is difficult, so cooking your own meals isn’t easy.

And these days, you can cook in 3 minutes and get delivery, so you’ll have to do less work.

Conversely, cooking by hand is tiring, the taste is not as good, and when I was told to have it delivered instead, I really had nothing to say.

As I drank it, reminiscing about the past and a time that no longer exists, the bottle disappeared.

“Hyunseong. To be honest, I don’t know how to talk or have any tact, so I don’t know how to start. So, I’ll just listen to what I can.”

“….?”

A new bottle.

The assistant manager opened his mouth as he removed the lid of the soju.

“I… I’m really a b*tch to be honest, right?”

“No.”

“Damn. How much am I listening to?”

“…………..”

But that doesn’t mean you can say she was a b*tch who got f*cked right in front of your eyes.

As I quietly poured him a glass of soju, the assistant manager shrugged his shoulders and answered.

“I know. But it can’t be helped? Nothing other than living like that is a b*tch.”

If you give affection, you will be betrayed.

If you open your heart, you will get hurt.

When we say we should all work together, we throw in the towel.

If I’m lacking something, I say it’s because I’m lacking.

“I was wondering if there was someone who could help me, but it turned out that they were just scumbags who only wanted to stab me in the back….”

I pass the soju glass.

Pass through without stopping.

Words that are no longer a conversation but rather a complaint.

“I, the woman named Lee Tae-ri, are like that after all. I don’t know any other life other than living like this.”

Doubt rather than believe.

Ignore rather than trust.

Quit rather than wait.

What a frustrating year.

Selfish b*tch.

She will rot after living alone for the rest of her life.

“….I’m sorry.”

Bow your head.

I whisper quietly.

“It’s all because of me. They say I’m an ugly b*tch.”

If it wasn’t me but another woman.

If she were a woman who knew that Mr. Hyunseong would help her, that Mr. Hyunseong would be there for me.

“I would have believed you. I would have trusted you and waited for you…”

I couldn’t do that.

I don’t believe it, I don’t trust it.

I don’t want to slap someone who is trying his best to save me…

“…I’m sorry.”

I vomit.

From the deepest part of my heart.

“Thank you….”

Unfamiliar.

Unfamiliar.

But for now, this is what I absolutely have to say to him.

“Thank you, I apologize….”

No.

No.

That’s not what you mean.

Is that really what you wanted to say?

“And….”

I have something to say.

There is something I want to say.

“And oh…!”

You have to do it now.

Here. Right Now.

‘─────’

What do I want to say?

I don’t know. I do not know either.

But I do know that there is one thing that must be said.

What is that?

What on earth does this mean?

The only word that can express this feeling.

“…I’ll bring you some water.”

“───Ah.”

Get up from your seat.

Out of my sight. Beyond my hand.

Disappears.

Going further away.

He, Hyeonseong, got away from me.

“….Don’t do it.”

“Yes?”

A word comes out only then.

My sincerity, my heart.

Selfish

Ugly

Dull and

Stupid

Nevertheless, the woman’s sincere words that could not be missed were

“Don’t go!”

“…………..”

Only then

I was able to get out into the world.

“Don’t go…Don’t go!”

“Sir?”

“If you don’t want to go, don’t go!”

“….;;;”

Hold it with both hands.

Pull with all your might.

I don’t want to miss it.

I don’t want to fall.

Even though I did something bad, I know.

I know that I have caused a wound that cannot be forgotten or eliminated.

Even what I do

The things I show

Everyone knows that they are ugly and unsightly things.

But

“I will never ignore your words again…”

“I will never hit you again or anything like that…!”

I don’t like it.

I hated that the first person who became my ally, the person who stood by me, was leaving.

“──Nope…Pfft!”

…No, that’s not actually true.

Simply because our allies left.

I don’t just hate it because my side left.

“….Don’t go.”

I don’t like it because it’s Hyeonseong.

“Stay by my side…”

“…………..”

I hated it because it was Hyeonseong.

The reason my eyes kept falling on Hyeonseong

Jiyeon Kim She didn’t like hanging around with that b*tch.

After breaking up her wedding, she felt strangely happy.

After that, my attention continued to be drawn, my heart went out, and even now, I was acting out in a way that was uncharacteristic of me.

“Hyunseong…..”

All

It’s because Hyunseong is you.

Get closer.

Take your face.

Soon, the two people face each other.

When our lips touch like that──

“Well, I think I’m a bit drunk.”

“…….?”

─Stop and stop?

“I’ll take a taxi and go back first.”

“Ah… Hey, hey!!”

What kind of bullsh*t is that?

It’s a mess to get out naturally.

I just grabbed it and pulled it.

“Are you a eunuch? You like me!”

“Huh? You like it?”

“What…”

Why are you pretending not to be like that?

No, is that really it?

Have you completely given up on me because I keep throwing you off?

I was so embarrassed that I couldn’t speak properly.

A ridiculous situation.

I feel like the main premise within me is collapsing.

While his hands are trembling, Hyeonseong speaks with a face so calm that it’s almost hateful.

“If you’re doing it out of guilt, it’s okay. I made quite a bit of money thanks to what you said before about short selling and all.”

“No….”

“I told you from the beginning that I knew you didn’t like me. I don’t like being forced to hug women.”

“…………..”

Why do I hate you?

“And I know that your taste is not for men like me, but for rich, handsome men.”

“……………………….”

What is that…

“I was planning on changing jobs or quitting the company anyway. So don’t feel guilty, just find a better man than me—huh?!”

“──Chuuup!!!”

Are you talking like an idiot?

“Eup…?! Eup, pup?! Sleep, why all of a sudden–pubbbbbbbun?!!”

Rejection comes from my side.

Technique, atmosphere, etc. Were all included.

I followed exactly what was shown in the reference material(?).

“”───Cough!!””

Ah.

I’m suffocating.

A kiss that lasted for over a minute ended in oxygen depletion.

This is a ridiculous and ridiculous situation.

“Phuh? Hua??”

“Heh…Heh, heh!”

The seemingly innocent expression was ruined.

A cute face that looks confused and dazed.

An embarrassed puppy.

“Hey—you damn virgin.”

“….??”

On the contrary, even the lower part of the body looks full of blood.

“I’ll give you my virginity, so give me yours.”

“…???”

For your information, refusal means refusal.