Flowers Are Bait

Chapter 147:

Chapter 147:

Clink. Clink.

The silverware echoed through the silent dining room.

“....”

“....”

Lee-yeon’s gaze is fixed on Kwon Chae-woo, her attention so absorbed that she hardly notices as her food slips from her plate. The warm aroma of the meal fills the air as she removes her shoes, enveloping her in its comforting embrace.

Kwon Chae-woo gestures towards the washroom, his movements measured and unhurried as he sets down the utensils.

Just as Lee-yeon prepares to demand an explanation for his behavior, she falters, the fire in her chest dissipating in the face of his tranquil demeanor.

“I’ll give you a foot rub a bit later.” Kwon Chae-woo picked up her food for her.

“W-why?” Lee-yeon asked while staring at the eggroll on her bowl.

“Your feet must hurt from walking all day.”

“That’s true but...” Kwon Chae-woo almost scoffed at her reaction.

“We even wrapped our thighs around each other, what’s wrong with feet?”

“....!”

“Also I said I’ll rub it, not break it.”

That added explanation is even weirder...

Lee-yeon hardly smiled and bit the eggroll.

She feels the vibration of her phone and instinctively glances at the screen. A message from the head of her club lights up the screen. Mention of a gathering sends her mind racing. Suddenly, Kwon Chae-woo slams down his chopsticks, his voice cold.

“We’re having a meal right now.”

Lee-yeon looks up at him, taken aback.

“But it’s after work hours. What do they want?”

“What do you mean? I’m getting paid for this,” she retorts.

“You were worried that I would fly away. You liked me so much that you wanted to hide me. You said that only you can see something this good and that you wouldn’t even let me leave the house. How could you change so much?”

Kwon Chae-woo couldn’t help feeling annoyed at the stark difference in how she was treating the two of him—the old, foolish Kwon Chae-woo and the one that got back his memories.

Despite hearing her words himself, he couldn’t ignore the fact that discrimination was wrong.

“You’re distracted while we eat, so are you going to be same while we have sex?”

“....”

“Do it, I’m curious what will happen.”

Lee-yeon’s eyes shook. She was examining his face either because she couldn’t say anything because of his point or that he remembers all the conversation they had.

“A child is a child. Pathetic how they think they can use money for you.”

His lips twisted.

“Don’t bother with dongsaengs*. What would you even do with dick that’s not—”

*Dongsaeng – younger ones

That moment, Kwon Chae-woo shut his mouth. His face suddenly turned dark and changed.

“... What’s wrong?” As she carefully asked, the man chugged water and avoided her.

“... I’m—”

Kwon Chae-woo was also four years younger than So Lee-yeon so he was also a dongsaeng.

He thought he f*cked up.

“I was a bit rash.”

“Pardon?”

“.... A little monkey smells good apparently.”

He felt dirty for some reason. He lost his appetite and didn’t eat.

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