070. Comparison (3)

Heat churns inside me.

Whether Kang Ju-hyeok fools around with some filthy slut like that or not has nothing to do with me, but I keep biting my lips.

Because it’s so disgusting how she looks down on people just because she’s successful.

I want to spit in her face, but I hold it back.

…Because I know everything about the texts this woman exchanged with Kang Ju-hyeok.

“…Wait.”

Even that disgusting cosplay photo.

The video of her filthyly sucking his cock.

And the message saying she’d take me with her, along with his hesitation-free “OK.”

Perhaps knowing I’d rummage through his phone if he didn’t show me, Kang Ju-hyeok showed me himself...