I Possessed a Terminally Ill Omega - Episode 185
I Possessed a Terminally Ill Omega – Episode 185
Executive Director Jin Tae-won’s mansion.
Thud, Jin Seok-young, bending his upper body, put down a long sword on the table where Jin Tae-won was sitting and roughly messed up his hair.
“I lost Vice President Seo right under my nose! He seemed out of his mind at recent meetings, and he finally caused trouble. I’ve sent people to that house for now.”
Executive Director Jin Tae-won took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it. The area around him was already hazy with smoke. As if the horrific event that occurred in the afternoon was a lie, the house was in a clean state.
“What do we do now? If Director Han takes Vice President Seo first, the next will surely be Seon-yoo.”
Jin Seok-young had planned to catch Seo Dong-hu first and hand him over to Han Seung-jae to extract Jin Seon-yoo. But the plan was not only falling apart but becoming a complete mess.
It started with losing Seo Dong-hu right before his eyes. Moreover, although it was well past midnight, given that there was no contact from Han Seung-jae, considering his nature, the possibility that he had already found and taken him couldn’t be ignored.
Seeming anxious, Jin Seok-young rubbed his face repeatedly before saying:
“If I go and meet him tomorrow morning…”
“If you meet, do you have the confidence to persuade him?”
Executive Director Jin Tae-won quickly extinguished the cigarette he had just smoked by grinding it in the ashtray.
“Damn it.”
Jin Seok-young gritted his teeth. If it were anyone else, maybe, but Han Seung-jae wasn’t someone who could be persuaded. There was a high chance he wouldn’t even get time to make excuses.
Jin Tae-won, habitually taking out a new cigarette, looked at Jin Seon-yoo sitting on the opposite sofa.
“If you’re thinking of putting Gi-jun forward like today, forget it.”
If they involved Gwon Gi-jun and got tangled up with Han Seung-jae in an unpleasant affair, it would truly become a mud fight, and the situation would grow uncontrollably large. Jin Seon-yoo was not unaware of this fact.
Unable to say anything, Jin Seon-yoo raised his head to glare at Jin Tae-won, then got up and ran up the stairs.
“Seon-yoo…”
Jin Seok-young, who had been watching Jin Seon-yoo’s back with sympathetic eyes, turned and sat on the sofa. Isn’t there a more urgent matter at hand than following Jin Seon-yoo to comfort him?
Jin Tae-won lit a cigarette and took a deep drag. Jin Seok-young, as if putting their heads together, said:
“I’m going to return this sword tomorrow. What if Director Han demands we hand over Seon-yoo too?”
“Shut up. Before I burn you with this cigarette.”
“Aren’t you worried about Seon-yoo?”
Even if Jin Seok-young went, there was a high chance Han Seung-jae wouldn’t meet him, and even if he managed to get some time, Jin Seok-young’s hasty and impulsive nature might mess things up. But they couldn’t send Jin Seon-yoo either. They knew Han Seung-jae’s temperament. So Jin Seok-young was trying hard to find a way to protect Jin Seon-yoo somehow.
“That’s why I’m looking for a solution too.”
Executive Director Jin Tae-won’s eyes, with a cigarette at his fingertips, fell on Jin Seok-young. He was racking his brains, trying to find a way out somehow. Jin Seok-young was particularly soft on Jin Seon-yoo. Since childhood, whenever Jin Seon-yoo cried and threw tantrums, he gave in to everything. Isn’t that why this trouble occurred?
“Don’t you have any good ideas?”
It hadn’t even been five minutes, but at Jin Seok-young’s reckless words, Jin Tae-won’s brow furrowed deeply. Should he burn his head or his mouth with the cigarette?
In fact, there was already one best solution.
“There is.”
“What is it?”
“Just pray he wakes up by morning.”
Jin Seok-young seemed to understand Jin Tae-won’s words a beat late. Seo I-kyung waking up. Him personally standing up for Jin Seon-yoo. There was no other way worth mentioning now.
“Hyung, just in case, I sent someone to Haseon Hospital too.”
Jin Seok-young glanced at Jin Tae-won, worried he might get scolded for doing unnecessary things again on his own. But when Jin Tae-won showed no signs of burning him with the cigarette, he stammered out what he had heard from his secretary.
“They say there are people guarding in front of Seo I-kyung’s hospital room. Only one doctor is allowed in.”
Listening to Jin Seok-young’s words, Jin Tae-won slowly exhaled cigarette smoke.
Did Han Seung-jae station them there to protect him? Or to prevent him from leaving?
Either way, it was extremely troublesome for Jin Tae-won. Because all of this was not unrelated to Jin Seon-yoo.
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“…”
Min Ra-hyun swallowed dryly. Soon after, as he turned his head, Han Seung-jae got up from the sofa. It seems these were the people he had been waiting for. Moreover, Han Seung-jae’s cold gaze was as frigid as ice. Just by him rising with his elegant body, Min Seon-ung let out a groan.
“Hyung.”
Min Seon-ung is the youngest here. Everyone he can call falls under that title. However, who Min Seon-ung was looking at was Min Ra-hyun.
Min Ra-hyun hurriedly shifted his gaze from Han Seung-jae. When he mouthed ‘What’s going on?’, Min Seon-ung, stumbling and pushed by the force behind him, walked forward and said, Why aren’t you answering your phone?
“…!”
Min Ra-hyun took out the phone he had put in his pocket. Either the battery was dead or the screen wouldn’t turn on. Min Ra-hyun had finished talking with Min Seon-ung, slept a bit, and had just woken up and come out. Because of this, he couldn’t tell if what he was seeing now was a dream or reality.
However, Seo Dong-hu’s cry as he approached Han Seung-jae made him realize it was reality.
“Seung-jae. No, Director Han! Please listen to me.”
Seo Dong-hu had discarded his blood-stained suit and was wearing a gray hoodie. He had been found in a gambling den. They had caught him hiding in a poker room.
Seo Dong-hu pushed away the men pulling his arms on both sides and crawled on his knees towards Han Seung-jae. Behind him, strong men were still standing firm.
There was nowhere to run, no more place to hide. So there was only one place left to cling to.
“I was drunk, I was crazy! Damn it, I must have lost my mind. How could I go there?”
Seo Dong-hu spat out words hurriedly like a person being chased. Han Seung-jae tilted the whiskey glass he was holding.
The amber liquid flowing down soaked Seo Dong-hu’s messy hair, swept over his bloodshot eyes, and seeped into his torn cheekbone and split lip, causing Seo Dong-hu’s words to stop abruptly. Just as he was about to speak again. I…
He had endured this level of humiliation several times before. But with a thud, Han Seung-jae struck Seo Dong-hu’s head with the emptied crystal glass. Shattered glass fragments flew in all directions. Fragments that hit Han Seung-jae’s black suit and the platinum pin on his shiny tie fell to his feet. Seo Dong-hu, his head spinning, couldn’t continue his words because of this.
Watching this scene, Min Seon-ung curled up his entire body, covered his head, and buried his face. Broken glass pieces flew even to the area around him, a little distance away.
Min Ra-hyun stepped back and fell off the sofa. He covered his open mouth with his palm to prevent any sound from escaping.
“Ugh, ugh…”
Seo Dong-hu, turning his head to the side, let out a sound like a beast crying. Bright red blood flowed down long from his head.
The living room was suddenly enveloped in silence.
Secretary Park had heard about Seo I-kyung through Gwon Gi-jun’s secretary and immediately told Han Seung-jae about it. Han Seung-jae’s expression at that time had changed strangely.
And he didn’t say a word the entire way to the hospital. Han Seung-jae only ordered to find Seo Dong-hu after looking at Seo I-kyung’s wound, but Secretary Park had already started inquiring about Seo Dong-hu while heading to the hospital. Because Han Seung-jae’s mood was different from usual. Just like now.
“When you speak in front of me, you should think.”
Han Seung-jae’s low voice broke the silence. Seo Dong-hu raised his head. It wasn’t voluntary. Han Seung-jae had grabbed his head and forcibly made him look up. Blood that had flowed from the scalp, which seemed like it might be torn off with glass fragments, pooled around Seo Dong-hu’s eyes and flowed down.
Han Seung-jae, meeting eyes that were tinged with coldness, added:
“If you have a brain.”
Seo Dong-hu shook his head violently. Han Seung-jae tilted his head slightly and asked:
“Who told you?”
Although Seo Dong-hu had swung the sword there, and Seo I-kyung, hit by that sword, had been taken to the hospital, no news article had come out. It could have been due to Executive Director Jin Tae-won’s influence, hoping no more problems would arise with Han Seung-jae, but it wasn’t that sloppy a place either.
“That Seo I-kyung was there.”
Seo I-kyung being able to stay there must have been possible with Jin Seon-yoo’s help, so he was asking whose help made it possible for Seo Dong-hu to find that place.
“Ugh.”
Seo Dong-hu’s lips trembled, feeling extreme pain in his scalp. Seo Dong-hu had seen Min Seon-ung being dragged along as he got out of the car. And even now, Min Seon-ung was behind him, curled up and unable to raise his head.
Seo Dong-hu’s eyes shook wildly. For a moment, he felt a chill in his heart and guts. Han Seung-jae’s eyes, devoid of emotion, were full of coldness.
So, Han Seung-jae must be asking while already knowing everything.