Flower Fiancé Chapter 38

“He told me to answer his calls if I don’t want to see his face.”

“Ha, what a bastard.”

Listening to what Ji Yeonwoo was saying, Choi Moohyuk let out a hollow breath along with a deeply subdued voice. Startled by the curse that followed right after, Ji Yeonwoo’s eyes rounded.

“So what did you do.”

“First, I’ve blocked the new number that called.”

Choi Moohyuk nodded as if to say well done, and agreed. But his hardened expression still did not relax. Frowning deeply, he rolled his head left and right to loosen up. Every time he moved his neck with a cracking sound—ttuk, ttududuk—the sound of bones shifting could be heard.

Choi Moohyuk was trying hard not to show it, but he was extremely angry. From the atmosphere, it felt as if he might tear Lee Hyunjoon apart and kill him at any moment. Worry crept in that something might happen at this rate. He didn’t want anyone to suffer because of him, and if that person was Choi Moohyuk, he hated it even more. What to do, it was the moment he was thinking.

“Do you remember what I said?”

What the Managing Director said? At the sudden question, a thought flashed through Ji Yeonwoo’s dazed mind. The moment he recalled those words—that he could gouge out those eyes, break the wrist that gave the French marigolds, or if not that, cripple him so he could never walk again—he urgently moved his eyes and looked at Choi Moohyuk.

“What would Mr. Ji Yeonwoo like done?”

Ji Yeonwoo, who had been flustered and hesitating, sharply lifted his head.

“Tell me. I’ll do as you say.”

“…”

“I’d prefer it if it wasn’t avoidance.”

When Ji Yeonwoo hesitated, Choi Moohyuk added as if warning him. Face to face, Ji Yeonwoo’s pupils wavered, unable to find their bearings.

Back then he had let it pass like a joke, but now he could know exactly. That Choi Moohyuk was serious, and that he was a person who could do exactly as he said at any moment.

He knew Lee Hyunjoon better than anyone. He was a person with a very simple personality who lost interest as easily as he took an interest. That Lee Hyunjoon had kept Ji Yeonwoo for 4 years was something even people around them found odd, but whether it was because he lost his pheromones or for whatever reason, the biggest reason he had let Ji Yeonwoo go was because his interest had waned.

What intention a person like that had in calling, he still couldn’t know. However, if he continued to ignore and turn away, wouldn’t his interest cool down before long? If it could be resolved sufficiently just by avoiding him, then deliberately provoking and stimulating him was not a very good method.

Above all, he did not wish to share that damage with Choi Moohyuk, even more so.

“Managing Director, I… I can’t tell you to take revenge on my behalf, or to remove that person from before my eyes.”

The furrow between Choi Moohyuk’s brows deepened further.

“…”

“How could I become any more shameless than this to the Managing Director, who understands me so completely.”

Choi Moohyuk opened his mouth to say something, but Ji Yeonwoo’s voice was faster.

“I’m so grateful and sorry to the Managing Director for caring, but this is my matter, and I think it’s right to end it on my own terms.”

Choi Moohyuk, who had been listening, frowned.

“So what Mr. Ji Yeonwoo is saying is, you don’t want me to intervene?”

Ji Yeonwoo answered in a small voice and bowed his head.

“…I’m sorry, Managing Director.”

“Can you do it? You’re this anxious over just one phone call.”

“If I said I wasn’t anxious, that would be a lie, but it was the first time, and my shock was greater so that’s why. But that doesn’t mean taking action first in this situation seems like a good method. When you think about it, that person hasn’t directly harmed me, has he.”

“Of course, what Mr. Yeonwoo says is also right, but you never know what kind of threat it may come back as later.”

“…”

“In the first place, a live ember must be extinguished the moment you see it so there’s no trouble.”

Ji Yeonwoo, who had been quietly listening, shook his head.

“I know that person better. If he had lingering feelings from the start, he would have contacted me the moment we separated. The fact that he called after 2 years most likely means it was probably just simple curiosity.”

“…”

“So if I just leave it alone, won’t he be quickly erased from memory? Right now, not provoking him by any means is the right thing.”

Ji Yeonwoo persuaded Choi Moohyuk in a calm voice. Choi Moohyuk, who had been listening to what Ji Yeonwoo was saying with a furrowed brow, turned his head and let out a breath—hoo. He was angry but restraining himself because he was in front of Ji Yeonwoo—it was visibly apparent.

“I misinterpreted. I thought Mr. Yeonwoo held onto me to ask for help.”

“The reason I held onto the Managing Director was truly because I wanted to be together. You might not know this, Managing Director, but that day you first came to my house… that day was really warm and nice.”

“Ah. So you mean to treat me like a human radiator openly, is that it?”

“…Pardon?”

Ji Yeonwoo, who had been gauging the mood wondering if he had been too stubborn, opened his eyes wide. Feeling the flow of the conversation suddenly turn strange, he studied Choi Moohyuk’s face.

Wearing an ambiguous expression that seemed angry yet also somewhat softened, Choi Moohyuk let out another breath—hook.

“For a moment, would you come over here?”

Choi Moohyuk reached out his hand towards Ji Yeonwoo. As if drawn by a magnet, Ji Yeonwoo pushed his chair back, got up from his seat, and approached him. The moment he took his outstretched hand, he pulled him sharply.

Feeling his body tilt forward, Ji Yeonwoo squeezed his eyes shut. And when he opened them, he was somehow seated on Choi Moohyuk’s thigh.

Having suddenly ended up in a position sitting facing him with their stomachs touching, Ji Yeonwoo looked at Choi Moohyuk with flustered eyes. Choi Moohyuk was about a head taller than Ji Yeonwoo, but sitting on top of Choi Moohyuk’s thigh, he now had to look down at him.

Seeing that the furrow carved between Choi Moohyuk’s brows wouldn’t smooth out, Ji Yeonwoo felt sorry.

“Managing Director, are you, angry?”

“I’m angry. Because someone won’t listen.”

“…I’m sorry.”

“Seeing that you only say you’re sorry with your mouth, it seems you have no intention of taking it back to the very end.”

Hearing the sulky answer, Ji Yeonwoo made a gloomy expression, the outer corners of both eyes drooping downwards, and raised his hand to gently press the space between Choi Moohyuk’s brows.

“Ha, you could at least be cute about it.”

Choi Moohyuk grabbed Ji Yeonwoo’s hand that was softly pressing the furrow between his brows. When he bared his teeth and bit down on one slenderly extended finger, Ji Yeonwoo flinched and his eyes widened.

“Mr. Ji Yeonwoo.”

And at the low voice calling him…

“…Yes.”

Ji Yeonwoo answered in an even smaller voice.

“I’m telling you because you seem to be forgetting, but for me, solving things using money or physical force belongs to the easiest category of difficulty.”

“…”

“Do you understand what I mean?”

At the gently probing question, Ji Yeonwoo nodded his head.

“What if the Managing Director ends up suffering a loss from doing that?”

When he asked back with a face full of worry, Choi Moohyuk chuckled—pishik.

“Mr. Ji Yeonwoo, don’t tell me you think of me as just an ordinary executive at a large corporation?”

“That’s not it, but…”

“Then why do you worry needlessly if it’s not?”

Choi Moohyuk, still wearing a smiling face, took the hand that was smoothing the furrow between his brows and draped it over his shoulder. And after brushing aside the hair that had spilled forward, Choi Moohyuk touched the stiff, tense nape of Ji Yeonwoo’s neck.

Still, the worry did not disappear from Ji Yeonwoo’s face.

“It’s not that I’m going to do as I please right away. I will respect Mr. Ji Yeonwoo’s opinion and follow your wishes. Instead.”

Ji Yeonwoo’s pupils, which had been focused on the conversation, flinched and tensed.

“If, by any chance, Mr. Ji Yeonwoo faces a threat greater than this, at that time, whatever I do and however I handle it, you are not to interfere. Do you understand what I mean?”

Choi Moohyuk opened his eyes a little wider, as if seeking agreement. The voice and expression, considerably softened, settled even Ji Yeonwoo’s heart comfortably.

“Yes. I will do that.”