Chapter 48.2
Even If It's Not Love
Even though she knew it all, she felt numb as if someone had slapped her in the back of the head and ran away. Yoo-hwa tightly gripped her slightly trembling hands.
âWhen will it end? This messy situation.â
âItâll be sorted out soon.â
It wasnât difficult to think of the house filled with blood stains from unknown people. It was also clear that these things would occur frequently in Woo-hyunâs life.
âIâll clean it up. And be careful so that this doesnât happen in the future.â
As Yoo-hwa was about to pass by Woo-hyun while holding her breath,
âI told you I prepared a new house for you. Itâs safe there, so stay there for a while. Let me know if you need anything.â
ââ¦â
Woo-hyun spoke as if he had come with a firm purpose from the beginning. Yoo-hwa stared quietly at Woo-hyunâs face.
âNo. Iâll stay here. Thereâs no reason for me to be owing you. So you should also be careful not to let something like today happen again and make me that kind of offer. Make sure you explain properly to the people who misunderstood.â
ââ¦â
âThat there is no relationship between you and me.â
Yoo-hwa said as if emphasizing each and every word. She said those words to Woo-hyun, and to herself. Woo-hyunâs face loosened at those words, but he soon frowned as if he couldnât overcome his rushing emotions. He pressed his fingers against his frowning forehead.
âDonât be stubborn. You will really die at this rate.â
A threatening mood rose in his eyes as he cast a furtive glance to the side, and then disappeared.
âThenâ¦â
ââ¦â
â⦠Canât I?â
Yoo-hwa asked in a low voice. It was a voice so low that he couldnât hear it unless he listened closely. Woo-hyunâs expressionless face broke. It was the first time she had seen Woo-hyun being hit by her words.
She thought it would be pleasant and curious, but strangely, she didnât feel anything.
Yoo-hwa opened her mouth and spoke casually, as if telling someone else what happened.
âWhether something happens to me, or I die, it wonât be a problem for you. Wouldnât it be better for you if Iâm gone? There would be fewer useless misunderstandings⦠Above all, you want me to be in pain.â
ââ¦â
âAh, you just want me to be in pain, you donât want me to die. Like everyone else.â
Yoo-hwa murmured in self-reproach.
If he wanted her to die, a sense of guilt would remain, but if he wished for her to live in pain like the othersâ¦
He would be like those who hoped that she would remain a source of mockery and gossip forever.
Yoo-hwaâs eyes were empty. She couldnât tell whether she was calm or if she had become numb.
âKim Yoo-hwa.â
Woo-hyun called her full name for the first time in an angry voice. The focus returned belatedly to Yoo-hwaâs eyes.
âWoo-hyun.â
Yoo-hwa cut off his call. As if she was telling him to listen to her first.
Breathing in, Yoo-hwa raised her head and looked straight into Woo-hyunâs eyes.
âIf I moved to the place you told me about, wouldnât there be a bigger misunderstanding?â
âSo? Will you continue living like this, not knowing what may happen?â
âTheyâll misunderstand.â
âI told you. You donât know whatâs going to happen if you stay like this.â
âEven if I do, it doesnât have anything to do with you.â
Yoo-hwa gave a faint smile out of self-scorn. She had already suffered such intimidation and threats so often that she felt indifferent. On the contrary, she thought she would even accept it obediently if he said he was going to kill her painlessly. She wasnât living because she wanted to, but because she didnât have the confidence to cross the threshold of death.
âItâs something that is happening because of me, why does it not have anything to do with me?â
Woo-hyunâs low voice was sharp. She could clearly feel the emotions he had organized becoming disarranged. Yoo-hwa smiled faintly.
âI think itâs too late to feel such guilt.â
ââ¦â
âIf you do this, the other people will misunderstand me even more.â
ââ¦â
âAnd Iâm going to delude myself too. Even now, Iâm confused about why youâre doing this.â
ââ¦â
âSo if youâre worried about me, instead of locking me up somewhere, try not to let this happen. Put people in a place that they canât see, like before. And this kind of conversation⦠Ask someone else to do it. Donât come personally. This is also easy to misunderstand.â
ââ¦â
After she finished speaking, Yoo-hwa looked at Woo-hyun with calm eyes, unlike before.
It was a long time, and it was a short time. The time she met with Woo-hyun, and the time she parted ways with him.
During that time, Yoo-hwa once again learned to give up. After giving up like that, her heart crushed like sand. No matter how hard she tried to erect her emotions, they quickly crumbled down like a sandcastle. It seemed that she wasnât able to hold anyone in her heart anymore. Even if that person was Sin Woo-hyun, who she longed for so much.
Yoo-hwa slowly closed her eyes at the blowing wind and then opened them. She slowly opened her mouth with an indistinct face that seemed like it was going to disappear in the air.
âAnd since Iâm seeing you, let me tell you. Iâve taken care of your stuff. Everything you left behind, everything I was going to give you.â
ââ¦â
âSo donât worry. I finished it well.â
The parting that she had promised back then.
âIâm sorry it was late.â
Yoo-hwa smiled vaguely.
She imagined it sometimes. How would Woo-hyun react if she said this? Most of the times, it ended with either him laughing at her for foolishly ending it just now, or him listening with a blank face.
She never imagined him being stiff like he was right now, like a person who had heard something they didnât want to.