When Your Pain Becomes Mine

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'Kung, kung, kung.'

Eunwoo's uneven heartbeat pounded in Sun's ear.

He embraced her with one hand wrapped around her head.

His incredibly soft but robust arm held her, not missing any part of her.

She heard the sound of his heartbeat closer, slowly pounding her c.h.e.s.t.

At the moment, when the strange resonance reached her c.h.e.s.t, his phone started vibrating from his pocket.

'Bzzz.'

She blinked after pulling herself together.

'Bzzz.' 'Bzzz.'

The phone kept vibrating, but Eunwoo didn't let her go as if he did not hear anything.

Eventually, Sun carefully started speaking.

"Dr. Park... the phone..."

After hearing Sun's voice, Eunwoo slowly released his arms, seemingly unhappy.

Eunwoo took the phone out of his pocket and checked the caller. He answered the phone with a slightly firm expression.

"... Hello? Yes. I'll call you later."

After a concise call, Eunwoo hung up the phone with a shallow sigh.

Sun recognized his sinking face and started speaking,

"I guess you have to go, right? That's okay."

Eunwoo looked at her silently.

Sun was embarrassed at the situation a little while ago with him, so she seemed to be in a hurry to send him off.

After reading her thoughts, Eunwoo pondered for a moment and nodded slowly.

"... Yes, I'm sorry, I have to go."

"I'll take you home."

"No, you don't need to. I can go home alone."

"You also have to pick up Labong too. It's the same way regardless."

When he smiled and led her, she still watched his back.

His broad c.h.e.s.t, crisp scent, and warm embrace sequentially emerged.

'I'm sure you also know that Dr. Park is interested in you. It's ridiculous if you have no idea about that.'

Ari's words came to mind all of a sudden. However, she shook her head hard.

"Hah..."

Her heart was beating faster involuntarily as she sighed and stepped forward.

The hall was already filled with the journalists and participants for the event.

Ojae stopped Gyeonhui from trying to step up to the platform with his blinking eyes.

"Hey, Gyeonhui. It's not too late. Let's leave it to Mr. Nam."

"Are you going to make me repeat the same thing again?"

"You are drunk."

His face was blushed, and he smelled like alcohol every time he spoke.

"I can do it. Go away."

Gyeonhui furrowed his eyebrows and pushed Ojae away. He stepped up to the platform.

"Hah. You are so stubborn."

Ojae, who was still watching Gyeonhui's precarious steps, felt like his mind burned crisp into black.

However, the water had already spilled, and Ojae still had to lead the event.

The only way to end it was to finish it in quick succession before the reporters and journalists caught them.

"We're going to have the raffle now. The CEO of Consencio, Gyeonhui Woo, has attended today's event especially."

People's attention turned to Gyeonhui after hearing the host's comment.

He smiled and bowed his head slightly to say hello to the audience.

However, since he was too drunk, he slightly stumbled, losing his balance at the moment.

"What, what was that?"

"Is he sick?"

Luckily, soon Gyeonhui balanced himself. He struggled to adjust but stood straight up.

"Why did you come to such a small raffle event today?

At that time, one of the reporters asked him an unexpected question that wasn't on the list.

People also looked at him curiously.

"I don't think the size, small or big, is important to the event as long as it's for our customers. I always wanted to have enough time to face our customers in person like today."

He certainly tried to answer clearly with a bold tone.

However, it sounded a little different to the audience.

"What's wrong with his accent?"

"No way, is he drunk?"

"Hah…"

Ojae exhaled a big sigh while closing his eyes tightly.

Ojae regretted stopping him.

Gyeonhui cautiously blinked his eyes and took a breath to pull himself together.

However, because of the increasing tense mood caused by people whispering under the hot light, Gyeonhui's intoxication began to start rising rapidly.

Ojae quickly approached Gyeonhui and helped him to stand straight.

"Say something quickly! If you don't do anything and stand like that, they will think you are drunk."

Ojae whispered to him in a hurry.

"Hah..."

Gyeonhui tried to calm his mind by catching his breath.

As soon as he tried to speak something back to the microphone, his phone started vibrating.

It was a warning from the tablet application.

He furrowed his eyebrows when he confirmed the data that the application showed.

Sun's heart rate was suddenly going up to 130 to 150.

Once it had gone up, it hardly went down.

"What the hell is going on..."

As he recalled everything that would make her heartbeat rate raise, he remembered her in Eunwoo's arms.

Her face, who was smiling at him affectionately and looking at him, didn't leave his mind.

Gyeonhui bit his lower lip. "Hey, Gyeonhui, say something!"

Ojae urgently said while feeling the people's gaze.

"... I have to go." Gyeonhui replied with a firm expression.

Ojae looked at him without concealing his disp.l.e.a.s.u.r.e.

"What? Where? What are you talking about all of a sudden?

"... To her."

"Are you insane? If you go away and leave all of this... how are you going to deal with it all tomorrow?"

Ojae said, seemingly outraged.

However, Gyeonhui's face became even more severe.

"I don't know, but now, there's only her in my head."

He suddenly came down from the platform and started running.

"Take a picture!"

The camera's flashes started popping once they heard someone's cry.

Not only the reporters but also the public began to take pictures of him running away.

"Really, I think he's drunk."

"He's crazy."

The mumbling voices of the people flowed into Ojae's ear without any filtration.

"This is such an exclusive scoop."

Unable to bear the people's conversation, Ojae quickly got up and picked up the microphone.

"The CEO has an urgent issue now, so the executive Nam is going to do the drawing for the event."

Ojae tried to change the mood by expediting the progress of the event.

However, the reporters were already frantic to send the scoop to their own newspaper.

"Hah." Ojae breathed a heavy sigh while pressing his forehead hard.