Chapter 200.2

Chapter 200.2

“You’re capable, Instructor. If you want to, you can start over. Don’t stay here like this, go back to being an NIS agent, please!”

Her words came out between gasps. She fell to her knees, the air leaving her lungs in a rush. For a brief moment, she was glad he couldn’t see the twisted expression on her face, until his hand shot out and clamped down on her forearm, tight enough to make her flinch.

Instead of pulling away, Seoryeong gently caressed the rough back of his hand, forcing strength into her eyes that were blurring over.

“Like before… you can leave everything behind and disappear.”

“…!”

“It’s okay. You can do that now. If you came all the way here to find me, then that’s enough.”

“Seoryeong, just shut up.”

Lee Wooshin spat the words out through clenched teeth. His angular shoulders heaved as if trying to suppress a surge of emotion. Leaning on the floor with both hands, he let out a hollow laugh that sounded like he was crying.

“Enough? What the f*ck do you mean, enough? I haven’t even done anything.”

A deep, unreadable self-loathing settled over his pale face.

“My eyes are so messed up I can’t even see you properly. I couldn’t even hold you the way I wanted. I lost all my rights as your husband. I wasn’t even forgiven. And now you’re telling me to stop? What the hell am I supposed to stop?”

His lips trembled violently. Lee Wooshin kept gasping for air, trying to regain his lost self-control, but the longer it went on, the more his body refused to cooperate.

The man who had endured the pain of his very bones melting and the weight of destructive urges finally lost control, and forcefully pinned Seoryeong down.

“―!”

A shadow, like that of a wild dog, loomed over her. Lee Wooshin smacked his temple with the inside of his wrist, trying to snap out of it, but all of his nerves were fixated on the softness beneath him. Veins bulged in his limbs as he wrapped around her smooth skin, his cracked voice pleading.

“Go… Don’t hesitate. Just go. Now.”

Covering his nose and mouth with one hand to avoid stimulation, he abruptly pulled Seoryeong to her feet. Sensing something dangerous, she shrank back.

“…Button up again, cover your neck. Tell them not to let anyone in for three days. Lock your door, just in case. I won’t hurt you, but if I end up coming after you…”

Seoryeong’s eyes widened slowly. His Adam’s apple moved as he swallowed something bitter, and the bandage near his eye quietly darkened with moisture. The man who had burned with feverish intensity was now silently weeping, his nose tinged red without a single sob.

Seoryeong’s mind froze. How could he remain so cold and still, even in this moment? That calm restraint felt like being slashed by ice.

“Seoryeong. Tell me you love me.”

“…!”

“Even if it’s a lie, I don’t care.”

He was the one who took the medicine, but it felt like she had swallowed poison. Yeah… he must have suffered too. Those chaotic days must have crushed him night after night.

Even as that thought passed idly through her mind, her trembling hands cupped his damp cheek.

“Ugh…”

Lee Wooshin immediately groaned, rubbing the wet bandage against her small palm. By now, she felt like she had lost her mind too. Seoryeong wrapped her arms around his thick neck and pushed her tongue into his mouth.

“―!”

His jaw tensed briefly. A picture frame shook, and a candlestick crashed to the ground. Unable to hold back any longer, he lifted her up and slammed her against the wall.

“Ugh…!”

Seoryeong’s lower belly clenched as his tongue fiercely invaded her mouth. It thrust in and out of her open lips in a heated rhythm.

Lee Wooshin gripped her soft chest roughly, rubbing her swollen n!pple with his thumb. Haa… Breathless moans escaped both of them at the same time. He tugged hard on the stiffened bud, scratching at it with his nails as he hastily yanked up her skirt.

Sensations she had long forgotten rushed back in an instant, making the space between her legs throb unbearably.

“Haa… Hhh…!”

Seoryeong panted, clutching his head tightly. Hot saliva pooled on their tongues and dripped down.

‘How did it come to this, Han Seoryeong? Get a grip… This is pathetic.’

She had come here to warn him, not to act like some kind of bitch in heat.

“Hnn…”

But as her stockings and panties were dragged down to her thighs, a wet squelch was already audible.

Lee Wooshin unbuckled his belt and unzipped. His c*ck sprang up from beneath his pants and nudged against her entrance, making her body stiffen. The tip, poking out from his clothes, was already smeared with thick, milky fluid.

Just then, he froze. Sensing something in her, he murmured without parting from her lips.

“It’s okay. If you push me away, I’ll use every ounce of strength I have to back off.”

She could only pant, her flushed n!pples exposed through her clothes. Though their lower bodies were pressed tightly together, he didn’t move. He simply buried his face in her neck, swallowing a groan full of pain.

Seoryeong looked at her reflection in a sleek, black vase.

It wasn’t her own face she saw, but Natalia’s; her features distorted in the sheen, her expression unreadable.

The sight made something inside Seoryeong twist painfully, a knot of shame, confusion, and something she couldn’t name.