Chapter 27: My God, had his feelings for me rekindled to this extent?
Ah, that's why Ki-hoon changed from being a sweet and caring character to a cold and cruel overload. It's not like I didn't already know but it felt so different hearing it straight from his mouth. Like a confession, of some sort.
A sincere confession.
"I... I don't understand." I said, acting as someone who knew nothing would. "I don't know why you hate me so much or what happened between us, but if you hated me so much, then why..." I looked at my hand in his grip. "Why are you treating me nicely now? Why did you buy me delicious food on the first day we met? And why did you... Why are you taking care of me?"
Yes, these were the kind of questions someone who was genuinely confused would ask. And honestly, I wanted to know as well. I wanted to hear it from him.
What was the reason why he had turned nice all of a sudden? Was it because he found the truth, or did he just pity my state?
"I asked myself the same question over and over again. With each passing day, the anger in my heart burned hotter than ever, and I had begun to forget my resolve to forgive you even if your excuse was plausible but... I forgot it all with the snap of a finger as soon as I heard your reason." He brushed his hair back, shoving his gloved hand through his hair as he scoffed heavily at his own pathetic reality.
He looked hot though. Wait, focus.
"At first, it felt like my feelings were far stronger than my resolve to hate you that was why I forgot about my anger as soon as I heard your reason. I was ready to listen to you, after all. But... it wasn't because of my feelings. It was because of the truth. And after hearing what the truth was, I got lost."
The reason Ki-hoon had worked so hard and strived to get the position as head of the family, even with all the opposition and competition was because of his burning resolve to expand his influence.
That way, he would be able to find Jo-Pil one day. He would make Jo-Pil kneel in front of him and he would glare with hatred in his eyes and burning in his heart.
And then he would ask,