The tone of his words seemed off, didn’t it? Uijae stepped back and responded awkwardly.@@novelbin@@

“Leaving the house? You’re speaking strangely, aren’t you? It was your house to begin with. It was weird that I was staying there.”

“Why… ha.”

Sayoung crossed his arms and tilted his head. He sighed loudly, clearly for Uijae to hear. The tapping of his fingers on his arm betrayed his growing impatience.

“For the past three months, where did you sleep? Not on the ground, right…?”

“What?”

“You lived in my house for three months. Doesn’t that mean we were living together?”

“No, I had no choice but to stay there temporarily. It was like... a caregiving arrangement.”

“Hmm… is that so?”

Sayoung’s violet eyes gleamed brightly. His presence felt unsettling. His eyes, which had always seemed a bit off, were now completely wild. He had only been apart from Uijae for a week, but he now carried the air of a starved beast, sharp and intense. It was enough to make Uijae shiver.

Uijae blinked.

‘This is strange...’

This man had waited for someone dead to return for eight long years. Could it be that his patience had finally run out?

‘No...’

That didn’t sound like the Lee Sayoung he knew. He was confident in one thing: Sayoung was someone who would always wait for Uijae. Meaning, something was wrong with Sayoung right now.

You didn't buy this chapter

Buy Now (5 coupons)