Flower Fiancé Chapter 32

Whether that omega was a dominant one or not, he couldn’t know, but he remembered the words the man had spoken himself—that he had lost his pheromones after going through some kind of accident.

Moreover, that omega suffered from severe sexual trauma because of some alpha he had met previously.

Of course, it was an incredibly common occurrence for an omega to suffer from sexual trauma due to an alpha’s sexual obsession. But could losing one’s pheromones also be called common?

Regrettably, in all his life, he had never seen or heard of a case where an omega lost their pheromones due to some accident.

And yet, there was another omega who had gone through both of these uncommon things?

Choi Moohyuk, who had been piecing together the thoughts swirling in his head, let out a small, hollow breath and stopped thinking.

Then, what were the chances that Ji Yeonwoo was connected to Lee Hyunjoon?

No matter how small the world is, does it even make sense for connections to intertwine like this?

Choi Moohyuk, who had been standing as if frozen, rubbed the inside of his cheek deeply with the tip of his tongue.

The phone in his hand vibrated. He lifted his hand just as it was and checked the screen.

— Mr. Ji Yeonwoo : Managing Director, have you left work yet?

Choi Moohyuk, who had been quietly staring at the message from Ji Yeonwoo that had come with good timing, furrowed his brow. And when the screen light that had been brightly illuminating his surroundings went out, Choi Moohyuk turned around abruptly.

In one of his hands was a car key.

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Ji Yeonwoo, having left work, trudged into his house like a zombie. Walking unsteadily, he flopped down onto the sofa and lay sprawled out, not moving a single inch as if he had turned to stone.

It had truly been a completely draining day. He had disposed of all the flowers that couldn’t be commercialized, conditioned the ones that could still be sold, and also attended to customers. He was literally short of ten bodies, but thanks to Eungyeom coming to help from the evening onwards, he managed to get through it somewhat more easily.

He had tried to buy Eungyeom dinner, but whether fortunately or unfortunately, Eungyeom suddenly got a call from Mister, so Ji Yeonwoo had to return home.

He had decided to give up on eating dinner early on. He didn’t know about others, but whenever Ji Yeonwoo worked to the point of physical exhaustion, nothing would go down well that day. There had been just one exception.

The pasta Choi Moohyuk had made for him.

That day had been just as tiring and difficult, but strangely, he remembered eating so well that he emptied an entire plate of the pasta Choi Moohyuk had made. It was a wondrous and unfamiliar experience unlike anything he had ever experienced before.

Rolling his body over to lie looking up at the ceiling, Ji Yeonwoo let out a deep sigh, thinking about the flowers that had withered due to his carelessness.

Among the flowers that had wilted and couldn’t be commercialized were the pink calla lilies he had newly brought in this time. Calla lilies, as pretty as their appearance, had a flower language well-suited for confessions and were mainly used a lot in wedding bouquets. The flower language of calla lilies differed depending on whether they were single stems or a bouquet; five stems meant ‘No matter how I look, there is no woman like you,’ and a bouquet meant ‘You are my good fortune.’

It was also Ji Yeonwoo’s favorite flower, so he had made a big decision to bring in the pink calla lilies this time, but they had all wilted in less than a week. It was regrettable, but it was a disaster caused by his own fault, so he couldn’t blame anyone.

“Or not? Does the Managing Director bear a little responsibility too?”

Since it was the Managing Director who held him back from even going to work.

Lying on the sofa and fiddling with his phone, Ji Yeonwoo scrolled through his call history. Ji Yeonwoo’s call history was so sparse that a few reservation order calls, Seo Eungyeom, and Choi Moohyuk were all there was. Among them, the person with the most frequent recent calls was undoubtedly Choi Moohyuk.

Perhaps today was the day with the least contact recently. Considering they usually called and messaged several times a day, today there had been only a single phone call.

“Would he have left work?”

Muttering, Ji Yeonwoo recalled the earlier phone call, even if just briefly. He had said he was outside, not in the office, but it didn’t seem like an ordinary place. Thinking about the loud music and the murmuring voices of people he had heard.

Still, recalling Choi Moohyuk’s voice as he chose his words several times over, trying hard to explain well, it was clear that Choi Moohyuk had probably been in a place that was either difficult to talk about or easy to misunderstand.

Pouting his lips slightly and lost in thought, Ji Yeonwoo opened his messaging window while still lying down.

— Managing Director, have you left work yet?

Ji Yeonwoo, who had written and erased the message repeatedly several times before barely managing to compose it, pressed send. Strangely, the message immediately switched to a read receipt. What will he say? He stared at the screen while holding the phone with both hands, but oddly, no new message came up.

Seeing that it was clearly marked as read, he obviously checked it, so why is there no reply?

Ah, could it be that the preview window was accidentally pressed while it was in his pocket?

So he doesn’t even know I sent him a message, and it automatically switched to read?

Otherwise, there was no way it would switch to read right after sending the message. If he had the message window open, surely a reply of at least a few characters would have come from Choi Moohyuk.

Ji Yeonwoo held the phone with both hands and stared intently at only the phone.

But whether 1 minute passed, 5 minutes passed, or 10 minutes passed, the phone showed no change whatsoever.

“He must be really busy today.”

Feeling down for no reason, Ji Yeonwoo got up disheveledly, gathered a change of clothes into his arms, and went into the bathroom.

He deliberately didn’t soak in the bathtub but washed his body with the shower. It would be a big problem if he passed out while soaking in the bathtub. This was also why he rarely took baths after suffering from pheromone deficiency.

After washing up clean, Ji Yeonwoo came out to the living room, drying his wet hair with a dry towel.

— Bzzz.

The noise of a vibration rang out in the living room. Seeing that it continued not just once but several times, it seemed like a phone call was coming.

A smile spread across the face of Ji Yeonwoo, who was standing with the dry towel on his head. The people who would call at this hour could be counted on one hand. But even among them, one person had gone on a date, so the potential callers narrowed down to just one.

With quick steps, he picked up the phone vibrating on the sofa table. His hand, about to press the call button to answer, stopped short.

“Huh?”

It was an unknown number. The anticipation that had risen thinking it was Choi Moohyuk quickly turned into disappointment.

“Who on earth is it at this hour.”

Grumbling, Ji Yeonwoo answered the phone.

“Yes. This is Ji Yeonwoo.”

[ It’s hard to get to hear your voice even once. ]

Hearing the voice coming through the phone, Ji Yeonwoo opened his eyes wide.

Did I hear wrong? This voice…

“…Hello? Who…”

[ Have you forgotten already? ]

“…!”

As soon as Ji Yeonwoo heard the voice that followed, his face began to turn pale.

Memory leaves the form of unpleasant things more distinctly than pleasant ones. This was meant to make one recollect bad memories and defend themselves, should the same thing happen again later.

In that sense, Ji Yeonwoo knew this voice very well.

Truly, a person he never wanted to remember again,

never wanted to face again,

who had left an enormous stain on Ji Yeonwoo’s life.

[ That’s unexpected. I thought you’d remember right away. ]

As if driving a wedge into the assumption, the voice came through the phone again.

“…!”

Startled, flinching, Ji Yeonwoo dropped the phone and stumbled backward.

With a thud, the fallen phone bounced up after hitting the floor. After rolling once and falling back to the floor, the phone’s screen was clearly cracked.

[ Hello? Ji Yeonwoo, are you listening? ]