Flowers Are Bait

Chapter 103:

Chapter 103:

When he stepped off his ladder, he was immediately confronted by Lee-yeon who was holding out a can of orange juice to him. His instincts made him flinch, but he accepted the juice as casually as he could.

“I think it’s a problem with our product,” he said. “It should be good now, but please let me know if you encounter any issues in the future.”

Lee-yeon nodded as he packed up his toolbox. Curious, Lee-yeon looked inside it. She immediately paled and stepped back.

Kwon Chae-woo, who was sitting on a chair, quickly got up and moved towards her. “Lee-yeon?” he said. “Is something wrong?”

Lee-yeon, realizing her mistake, shook her head. “It’s nothing!” she said. “I just felt weird all of a sudden.” She rubbed her arm and leaned against Kwon Chae-woo’s shoulder.

The repairman casually closed the toolbox, but Lee-yeon had already seen what was inside: a red rose.

A rose was a symbol of stalking.

“Lee-yeon, I’ll be right back,” Kwon Chae-woo said.

She frowned. “Where are you going?”

He placed a hand on Lee-yeon’s head and smiled. “Just over there,” he told her. “I think I need to sweep the yard.” But, before Lee-yeon could even say a thing, his eyes changed as he ran to chase the repairman that was already leaving.

Before he knew it, Jang Boem-hee was being pushed against the wall and choked. Kwon Chae-woo was placing pressure on his throat with his elbow.

“I don’t believe this is the first time we’ve met,” he said.

Jang Beom-hee’s eyes widened when he heard the words. The moment he realized that Kwon Chae-woo was running after him, he realized that this wasn’t an opportunity that he could waste. He had been waiting for a chance for Kwon Chae-woo to attack him.

Eventually, Kwon Chae-woo pushed Jang Beom-hee against the wall again and managed to hit his head. He twisted the man’s arm and gritted his teeth as he said, “Get lost. This is my last warning. I don’t ever want to see you again.”

“Young master, please come back to your senses!” Jang Beom-hee pleaded. “You have to get your memory back!”

Kwon Chae-woo’s grip loosened when he heard the man start to beg.

“Aren’t you curious about your past?” Jang Beom-hee asked. “Don’t you want to know what kind of person you were? What kind of thoughts you had? You can’t stay here and play husband and wife forever. Don’t let that woman fool you! That woman is—”

“Stop.” Kwon Chae-woo went back to twisting Jang Beom-hee’s arm.

“Young master!”

But Kwon Chae-woo just shook his head. “I’ve heard enough.” When Jang Beom-hee frowned at him, he said, “I’m sorry to tell you, but I’m not interested in knowing about my past. I promised my wife that I didn’t want to know.”

Jang Beom-hee tried to speak more, but Kwon Chae-woo just twisted his arm. The man seemed used to keeping people in check.

“If you really know me well,” Kwon Chae-woo said. “Then, I hope you’ll shut up.”

“Young master, don’t be fooled!” Jang Beom-hee said. “That woman is—”

“I told you to stop.” Kwon Chae-woo’s voice was cold. “And stop fucking calling me that.”

Jang Beom-hee broke out into cold sweats. He tried to look at Kwon Chae-woo, but the man wouldn’t meet his eyes. He felt empty as he looked ahead at the man holding him against the wall.

Where had the devil in charge of the Kwon family’s hunting dogs gone?