He laughed at her ignorance.

“I bet you knew you couldn’t cross the ditch or creek or whatever the f*ck it is when it rains.”

Eunhyuk pulled the letter out of his pocket and shook it in front of her face.

“You’re the one who insisted on me taking this shitty letter with me when I could’ve just left. So what the f*ck kind of excuse are you going to give with your hypocrisy?”

“When it rains here, it gets w*t, but it’s not like you can’t cross! I didn’t know it was going to rain this much!”

He’s peeling back the layers.

“That’s a lie that will be exposed if I get out of here anyway…”

Eunhyuk, who grabbed Hyewon’s arm, laughed at her prickly behavior.

“You talk too much.”

He gave her a murderous look that basically told her it was his job to mess with people like her.

It was a distinct look.

“But you can’t just turn away a guest who is visiting your deceased grandmother, so you serve him a meal, and then you tell all those pathetic stories.”

His words came out in a half-hearted, mocking tone.

Hyewon’s lips parted as if she were swallowing her emotions. She struggled to break free from his grasp.

“Get out, now!”

Her face turned bright red as she yelled, unlike before when she had been forcibly holding back her emotions.

“You sure got a loud mouth for someone who tied a man up.”

“Can’t you get out of here?”

“Find a way for me to get in touch with someone other than a phone, then…!”

Eunhyuk’s voice was tinged with anger and his cheeks started to sting.

The sound of friction was swallowed up by the rain, but the shallow, deep resonance from the woman’s slap to his cheek spread through Eunhyuk’s entire body.

“I don’t deserve to be treated like this. I have no way to contact the outside world, so go find it yourself. Don’t ask me.”

Hyewon’s words, which had been so gentle a moment ago, suddenly felt quite cold.

“I will, but dammit. Who else can I ask for help now?”

There was no one in this house but her.

“If you at least wanted to help, you shouldn’t have acted like a flower snake. Such a vulgar thing.”

An angry shout pierced Eunhyuk’s eardrums.

“You’re the one who cursed and disrespected me first. I only wanted to share my grandmother’s memories, and you’re the one who misunderstood my intentions!”

“How can you prove you didn’t do it on purpose?”

Hyewon, who has lived here all her life, should know that she would be isolated when it rains. If it wasn’t intentional, shouldn’t she have at least warned outsiders about the possibility?

“I only remember treating you like a guest, and I have no reason to prove anything.”

Hyewon’s irrefutable reply, like a tautly drawn bowstring in a conversation in which neither side was willing to back down, dampened his rising anger.

He has a nasty, nasty temper. He just had to keep it in check.

“… I’ve been so f*cking good.”

His cheeks still burned from the slap, but as his mind cooled, Eunhyuk calmly reviewed his thoughts. She wasn’t very insistent about how she had a house to shelter from the rain, plus her tone didn’t seem false when she first watched him leave.

“I’m not taking the umbrella you lent me, so take it.”

Hyewon gestured to the tattered umbrella that Eunhyuk had thrown at her earlier, flapping in the wind. As if that wasn’t bad enough, he had been pushed out into the yard with the wind to his back.

It wasn’t difficult to see that the wind and rain were getting pretty bad.

“Can’t you see it’s pouring? That the path would be blocked?”

Eunhyuk exclaimed as the rain poured down on him.

Hyewon glared at Eunhyuk with wide, bloodshot eyes before slamming the door in his face, leaving him dazed and soaked to death. This was even worse than before.

“Haha, what kind of sh*t is this?”

The amount of rain falling was formidable, but the strength of the wind was incredible.

Glaring at the branches that swayed like they were going to break with every gust of wind, Eunhyuk trudged through the mud and onto the floor. Then he yanked open the tightly closed door.

It was absurd. An unlocked door was anything but the norm these days.

“Hey.”

“Get out.”

Hyewon’s dry response made his hair stand on end, but he forced himself to swallow the profanity that rose to his throat.

If he lost his sh*t again here, he might actually die.

“You said you couldn’t call for help anyway. If I’m found dead outside in this weather, you’re a murderer without a doubt. Do you understand?”

“…”

Hyewon bit down on her lower lip to swallow what she wanted to say.

“Yeah, you’re right. I misunderstood you.”

He swung the door open and slammed it shut. Suddenly, there was a long, deep silence.

“Can I get a towel or something? I’m soaked through to my underwear.”

Dropping his soaked and heavy suit jacket to the floor, Eunhyuk demanded as he unbuttoned his drenched shirt.

As he speaks, Kang Hyewon doesn’t bother to look up from her book.

“You’re a horrible guest.”

Sitting at her desk, back facing him, she continues to write, her eyes bloodshot and red from the treatment of her terrible guest. She tried to turn around and say something back to him but froze up.

Eunhyuk seized the moment to bend down and repeat his demands to Hyewon.

“Where’s the towel?”

Hyewon’s face flushed as she stared at the bare skin that peeked out from between his undone buttons.

She reluctantly pushed herself up and pulled a towel out of a drawer.

“This room. Is this it?”

Eunhyuk shook out his w*t hair with the towel and scanned the small room. It was about the size of his own bathroom.

“Yeah.”

“So, it’s just you and me in this room. Until the f*cking rain stops.”

Once again, an absurd situation.

The distinct, musty smell was even more pronounced by the rain, but the scent of fabric softener wafting from the towel Hyewon handed him masked the d*sgusting scent.

“You’re soaked through to your underwear.”

He hadn’t met a single person in his life who looked down on him, except his grandfather.

As the sole heir to the Samwoo Group and the first in line to inherit the fortune of Chairman Cha Woongyu, the fifth richest man in South Korea, no one was going to mess with Eunhyuk. No one, except for maybe this fierce mountain girl

Kofi