Pay With Your Heart

Chapter 321: Hypocrite

Dan-Han watched with cold eyes as Ji-Tae leisurely strolled into his office with an annoying smile etched on his face.

“What did you do?” He asked, but the boy didn’t even look at him.

“The view from your office is to die for.” He exclaimed as he took in the view from the floor to ceiling window.

“You can have a clearer view when I throw you down this instant.” He drawled, making Ji-Tae sigh and roll his eyes before turning towards him with a bored look etched on his face.

“You don’t have to threaten me all the time.” He hissed.

Dan-Han felt his veins twitch with annoyance, and the next second, the intercom was sent flying towards Ji-Tae, who barely saved his face but not his left ear.

“Ouch.” He winced in pain. He touched his ear and felt a small amount of sticky wet substance by the pinna. “What bad aim you have.” He mockingly glared at Dan-Han, who was seething with anger from his bones. He hissed and fully turned to him.

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“What did I do to warrant hurting my ear?” He asked while touching his injured ear.

Dan-Han felt highly irritated with him, and he was really losing his patience by the second. Ji-Tae was feigning ignorance, and he knew it.

“What did you say to Eun-sun? What lies have you fed her with?”

“Lies?” Ji-Tae shot him an innocent look. He shrugged. “I didn’t tell her any lies. Did she say I said something?” He raised an inquisitive brow.

“Ji-Tae!” Dan-Han roared in a fury, slightly startling Ji-Tae.

“Okay fine.” He hissed. “I only told her about what happened in the past with Kwon-Nara, and you know-” He tilted his head towards Dan-Han groin region and shrugged, leaving Dan-Han to figure out the rest. “But that’s the truth. It isn’t a lie.” He said innocently.

“You bastard!” Dan-Han’s hand reached for the name placard on his desk and angrily tossed it at him. Ji-Tae tried to dodge it, but his reflex was too slow.

Ji-Tae held his shoulder and groaned. “What did I do now?” He cried out in pain, and before he knew what was going on, Dan-Han had suddenly closed in on him.

“Lee Ji-Tae, are you really begging me to kill you?” His tone and voice were grave, and Ji-Tae knew the man was angry beyond measure.

“It wouldn’t be the first time President Lee will be taking a life, would it?” He teased with his brows tauntingly cocked at him. He didn’t flinch when Dan-Han suddenly grabbed his neck and pushed him against the glass wall; rather, he laughed.

His lips twitched as he scoffed. “For a girl you broke up with; you seem too upset to have her know your tiny little secret.” He jeered, making Dan-Han’s veins pop.

He struggled out a chuckle when Dan-Han’s grip around his neck tightened even more, fiercely squeezing the life out of him. The man was really pissed.

“W-weren’t you angry because your mom made her keep a secret of her health? The keyword here, president Lee is, ‘Made’. It would be best if you were angry at your dead mother, not the girl who gave you good memories to remember her by. But of course, the great President Lee is just petty and isn’t so great after all. You’re just being a hypocrite, big brother.” The word big brother was hinted at with a fair level of sarcasm. But the word that got to Dan-Han was a hypocrite. It seems he was the one who put that word into Eun-sun’s head.

Ji-Tae groaned when Dan-Han strangled his neck a little tighter, making him choke, but he still struggled to smile. ????????????????????????????. Com

The taunting smile on his face irked Dan-Han to his bones, and he wanted nothing but to peel off that face of his. He’d kill him right there and now if he wasn’t his cousin.

He wasn’t pissed because Ji-Tae had told Eun-sun about his health condition. After all, that was in the past, but he was pissed because Ji-Tae tried to exploit the tension between him and Eun-sun. It seems he really hasn’t changed at all and was back to his old games of messing with people’ minds.

“Why are you really here?” He was certain more than ever that Ji-Tae hadn’t returned because he missed home. His sudden appearance, as well as that of Kwon-Nara and his father’s involvement in it, was very fishy.

“Tell me, Ji-Tae, why are you here? What deal do you have with my father?” He asked, but the boy only widened his smile and shrugged.

“May-be y-you should ask- your father.” He struggled to say.

Ask his father? Of course, he was going to. He was going to do more than ask. It seems the old man was done grieving his wife and wanted to mess his life up.

Damn him for not telling Eun-sun to keep her distance from this fool!

He suddenly let go of Ji-Tae’s neck, making him gasp and cough. Ji-Tae glanced at Dan-Han from the corner of his eyes. He picked up his jacket and keys and was about to head for the door.

“You’re going after her, aren’t you?” Ji-Tae asked after him, but Dan-Han didn’t answer him. “I’ll advise you don’t because you’ll only put her in danger.” He said, making Dan-Han halt on the spot.

“What do you mean?” He asked. His brows tightened together in an angry knot.

Ji-Tae rubbed on his neck, which was burning like hell. He straightened himself and looked at Dan-Han. He attempted to step closer towards him, but he stopped himself. He couldn’t risk being strangled again.

“Just stop looking for trouble in the wrong places. Someone might hurt her just to get at you.”

“Someone like who? You?” His eyes turned dark as he took an intimidating step towards Ji-Tae, who shrugged and retreated with faux trepidation.

“Lay one finger on my woman, and I assure you, your corpse will be shipped to your parents in a box.” He threatened. For once, Ji-Tae didn’t smile because he knew Dan-Han meant every word he had just said. He gazed at Dan-Han with an inscrutable look in his eyes before the man turned and walked away.

He sighed and turned towards the window once again. “It isn’t me you should be worried about.” He said to himself as he traced Eun-sun’s name on the mirror.

“With me, you should be worried for yourself.” He said.