บท 142: Lee Donghwa: The Letters of the Past

But, again, what can I do?

Wasting words on my tongue until I was mute was useless. There was no miracle that I could hope for like before to turn things into the way I wanted. So, I had to steadfastly give up everything even though it hurt.

Sighing heavily, I still smiled, accepting the harsh reality that seemed to be standing right in front of me while laughing at me, and said, "Hey, look at this poor jerk, his fate is very bad today."

One side inside of me was crying at the taunts and the other continued to burst out laughing. I felt so frustrated but I could no longer express what I felt but smiled as if I had come to terms with all this pain.

"So, Chunghee doesn't want to sign it, huh? Okay then. No problem." I looked at Hoonsik with a smile, then asked lightly, "But, you still have the file, right?"