Actually, It’s a Messy Melodrama Chapter 118

“Hyung, I came because I have something to say.”

Therefore, Youngmin decided to lay down his mind. Anyway, his purpose for coming here today was only one: to somehow get Cha Haeshin back. If he had intended to clumsily save his pride or the like, he wouldn’t have bothered coming all the way here.

No matter how unpleasantly Han Taejun behaved, he could endure it as long as he could win back Haeshin. The humiliation is temporary, and he could receive the compensation for it entirely from Cha Haeshin.

“Hyung, I……”

“Manager Jin.”

At that moment, there was a person blocking Youngmin as he tried to take a step closer to Taejun. Youngmin glared to the side with an edgy look. The one blocking Youngmin was Secretary Choi, who had remained in the office until then.

“What are you, you bastard.”

Youngmin spat out an abuse. Just because Han Taejun ignored him didn’t mean a trivial secretary bastard could ignore him as well.

“Who do you think you are to cut into our conversation right now?”

“You may converse from here without approaching the Representative further.”

However, despite Jin Youngmin’s edgy reaction, Secretary Choi did not change a single expression and calmly said only what he had to say. Youngmin let out a smirk and opened his mouth.

“A secretary bastard doesn’t know his place and acts up. Are you doing this because you don’t know who I am?”

“Youngmin-ah.”

The one who stopped Youngmin, who was habitually starting his verbal abuse while giving Secretary Choi’s chest a series of shoves, was Han Taejun. Youngmin, whose eyes had briefly rolled back at the cheeky secretary’s attitude, only then showed a countenance of realizing his mistake.

“What on earth do you think you’re doing in front of me right now?”

“Hyung, it’s not that.”

“Secretary Choi is someone even I cannot treat carelessly, yet anyone watching would think you’re actually somebody?”

“No, I……”

“How cheaply do you view me to throw ‘this bastard’ and ‘that bastard’ at my secretary right in front of me?”

With those words as the last, Taejun merely stared at Youngmin intently while keeping his mouth shut. Youngmin could know his intention without difficulty. It was a tacit pressure that if he didn’t apologize to Secretary Choi, there would be no further conversation today.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Youngmin bit his lip while consecutively muttering abuses inside. In his heart, he wanted to storm out like this, but then there would be no meaning to having come all the way here while bending his pride.

Youngmin, clutching his fists tightly to the point that his palms were dented, opened his mouth toward Secretary Choi.

“……I’m sorry about that. I got too excited.”

“It is fine.”

Secretary Choi answered calmly. The attitude that receiving or not receiving that measly apology was all the same scratched Youngmin’s inside further. Exerting himself not to spit an abuse out of his mouth again, Youngmin continued speaking.

“Now, will you leave the room? Because I have something to say to Hyung.”

“If you have something to say……”

“Jungho-ya.”

Taejun stopped Secretary Choi, who was about to answer that he couldn’t stay outside since there was talk already shared with Taejun. Toward Secretary Choi, who turned around with an wondering expression, Taejun smiled softly.

“Stay outside for a moment.”

“But, Representative.”

“It’s okay.”

However, Taejun’s attitude was firm. From that single word, Secretary Choi could perceive that Taejun was thoroughly angered. If he wanted to hold out, he could hold out, but he didn’t particularly want to refute Taejun’s words in front of Jin Youngmin.

“Yes, then I will be right in front of the door.”

Secretary Choi bowed politely toward Taejun and backed away. Taejun himself was a martial arts holder as well, and no matter how much of a grudge Jin Youngmin held, he wasn’t brave-hearted enough to inflict harm on Taejun in the middle of the company.

“So, what is it you have to say?”

After Secretary Choi left, Taejun asked while leaning his body leisurely against the backrest. Youngmin, who had moved his body first under the assumption that they would naturally sit across from each other on the sofa to talk, stopped in an awkward posture. From beginning to end, Taejun was treating Jin Youngmin as an uninvited guest.

However, Youngmin decided not to point out that fact. If Taejun had made up his mind to do so, it would be meaningless to protest anyway, so it was better to finish his business quickly and return.

“I just…… came because I wanted to hear an honest story from Hyung.”

“Yeah. If you have anything you’re curious about, ask.”

“Hyung really…… are you seeing Cha Haeshin?”

In a split second, strength went into Taejun’s body. It was an expected matter, but actually hearing Haeshin’s name come out from that dirty mouth made his blood feel like it was rushing backward.

“Do you think I went all the way to your house just to spout nonsense then?”

“No, what I mean is…… Hyung, it’s not that I stalked him. The one who was seeing Cha Haeshin was me.”

“You?”

“I don’t know since when Hyung knew him, but it’s been a long time since I saw him, and of course it wasn’t that I stalked him unilaterally either. Ask Haeshin.”

“Youngmin-ah.”

Taejun, who was listening quietly to Youngmin’s words, soon stopped his talk with a low voice. If you’re going to be brazen, at least don’t be servile, or if you’re going to be servile, don’t list brazen talk.

Even while babbling nonsense that he was seeing Haeshin after seeking him out all the way here, his oddly bowing attitude was several times more disgusting.

This is precisely the essence of Jin Youngmin. Becoming servile to the strong, and becoming dreadfully low-life to the weak.

Taejun opened his mouth while showing a chilly smile toward Youngmin, who was tensed up at his voice.

“That you saw Cha Haeshin, why do you speak in that manner? A stranger hearing it would think the two of you had a relationship or something.”

“No, that’s.”

“You merely knew and associated with Cha Haeshin, not saw him. But does that become proof that you’re not a stalker?”

“Hyung!”

“Shut your mouth.”

Youngmin, who momentarily flared up at the designation of being a stalker, raised his voice, but Taejun stopped his mouth calmly yet very menacingly. Driven back by the momentum, Youngmin reflexively shut his mouth.

“Do you think I would be curious about since when you and Cha Haeshin knew and associated with each other, or that kind of crap?”

“…….”

“I think I spoke clearly on that day too, but since it seems you didn’t understand, I’ll tell you again. Get away from Cha Haeshin’s side. Don’t ever hang around again. I clearly warned you.”

While speaking those words, Taejun looked straight into Jin Youngmin’s eyes. He could see him trembling his body, whether because he felt a sense of insult. Rather than being gratifying, his mood felt like crap instead.

He couldn’t endure the fact that a fellow like this, a bastard of only this level, had made Cha Haeshin’s life so disastrously wretched.

Why is it that he mustn’t kill him. Why is it that it won’t do to at least lock him up and return the exact pain Cha Haeshin suffered.

Taejun continued speaking while fighting fiercely with his own self.

“It doesn’t matter to me whether you originally knew Cha Haeshin, dated him, or even married him. Now Cha Haeshin is my person, so don’t approach any further. Don’t contact him and don’t even think about him.”

He couldn’t endure the pity for Cha Haeshin, who must have clung to this bastard of merely this level while weeping and begging for his life. Given that Cha Haeshin is a far stronger, braver, and more valuable person than Jin Youngmin.

“If you think my warning is just something done with my mouth, go ahead and ignore it. Because I will kindly let you know what kind of person I am.”

Taejun finished his words calmly. That calmness became a more stark anger than raising his voice or spitting abuses, and was delivered to Youngmin.

“Hyung is……”

It was precisely at that moment that Youngmin’s voice flowed out gloomily.

“Hyung has everything anyway.”

It was a voice containing a trace of throwing a tantrum somehow. It looked as though the attitude of his childhood days, where his parents did everything for him if he threw a tantrum, was steeped into his body. Taejun found that voice disgusting.

“Even without a thing like Cha Haeshin…… even so it’s fine for you, Hyung. What is he anyway. He has nothing. He was just a kid who worked at a bar because he was poor. Because of that kind of kid, why, why are you doing this to me, Hyung?”

Taejun slowly rose from his seat. He felt like washing his ears right away, but for now, processing the dreadful bastard in front of his eyes was the priority.

At the sight of Taejun approaching him, Youngmin flinched his shoulders, but he desperately held out without avoiding his gaze and continued his words.

“Just give him to me. It’s right for Hyung to meet a far better person than him. So just give him to me!”

Inside Jin Youngmin’s world, this kind of raw tantrum must have worked. Because he must have always thrown a tantrum only for the level of greed he could obtain. Picking a fight only in front of the weak, only in front of an opponent he could win against, only with a person who couldn’t even properly plead their case even if he trampled them at his whim.

“What is Cha Haeshin anyway…… what is he that you’re doing this, on earth.”

“Jin Youngmin.”

When Youngmin’s words ended, Taejun approached and stood right in front of him. Youngmin, unable to hold out any longer, avoided his gaze, but Taejun grabbed him by the collar and pulled him to make him look straight into his eyes.

Youngmin only then shut his mouth, which had been babbling at its whim. A terror that Han Taejun could truly kill him in this spot arose.

“That is why you are garbage. A thing like Cha Haeshin? Youngmin-ah, do you think you possess the qualification to look down on Cha Haeshin?”

Taejun’s words took the form of a question, but Youngmin could not answer. Because Taejun’s gaze did not permit it.