Thank You For Being Trash

Chapter 93: Thank You For Your Obsession (3)

Distria —Kang Hyukjun

Lepis —Lee Sehyun

Female lead —Lee Dayoon

Dayoon instantly recognized that she had lost her mind.

When she opened her eyes, Hyukjun was lying on the floor, and red blood was dripping from the corner of her black clutch bag. Not only that she wondered if Hyukjun, who was lying on the floor bleeding, was dead, but she was also afraid of what she had done.

At the thought, she hurriedly approached Hyukjun and put her finger on his nose.

‘What, he’s still breathing…’

As she immediately stood up, Dayoon calmed her startled heart.

‘It's okay… as long as he doesn't die.’

Even though she ignored Hyukjun lying on the floor and tried to leave him there, he was still a person whose face was known in society.

In the end, she decided to put him in the car.

Wasn’t this self-inflicted? He kept bothering her despite her telling him not to, and stubbornly kept rejecting him. Still, he didn't listen to a single thing she said. It was annoying. The more she thought about it, the more angry she became.

Dayoon squeezed the clutch bag tightly.

Should she just hit him one more?

While she fumbled over his body to look for the car keys, his body was stronger than she thought, as she subtly stroked his chest without realizing it.

Confused for a moment, she raised her head and looked at his face, wondering if Hyukjun had woken up, but she sighed in relief at his closed eyes.

She must be crazy. Even in this situation, she couldn’t control her instincts.

Even after searching hard, she couldn't find the car keys, so she wandered around the car instead. Seeing that it was left inside, she then opened the car door and put his arms inside Hyukjun's shoulders.

After barely pushing him into the car and wiping the sweat from her forehead, all sorts of vulgar words spewed out of her mouth. In front of Hyukjun, she was going to leave an angry message on his cell phone but then deleted it.

‘Haa, this is really…’

She was sick of it.

She hoped that he would understand her rejection. In the end, after much deliberation, Dayoon left only one line. It was obvious that if she sent another curse word, he would interpret it again in his own way. It was better not to give him a chance.

Pressing the button to send the message, she tousled her sweaty hair.

Pulling out her wallet from inside her coat and pulling out some bills, she then placed them on Hyukjun's lap before the car door slammed shut.

She saw the moon poking out and prayed fervently.

‘Heavenly Father. Please don't let me get involved with this bastard ever again.’

However, knowing that there were many things in life that would not go his way, Dayoon prayed more earnestly.

* * *

Dayoon found the freedom she had been losing under Hyukjun’s pressure. She trembled with anxiety for a day or two. Thinking that she would get a call from a strange number and said he had lost his memory, or that he had become an idiot but the phone was silent.

One day, a week passed without anything related to Hyukjun happening.

After work today, she was going to meet her s*x partner. Her steps were light as she walked to the apartment. Besides, there would be no phone calls to disturb her.

Dayoon hurried her brisk steps.

“Let’s call it quit.”

On the day she had been looking forward to, she was dumped by Lee Jung.

Regardless, she didn't give a sex partner much affection, so there wasn't much mental pain or anything with the usual breakup. However, since she was quite frustrated right now and there were a lot of stressful things going on, uncharacteristically for her, she clinged once.

“Even if you’re leaving, have s*x once before you go.”

As She hurriedly grabbed hold of him, who was turning his back as her collar hung loose, Lee Jung pulled her collar and looked at her.

“Haa… until the end. Is that what you want to say? I won’t do it.”

‘What was with this reaction?’

Did he think they were some kind of breaking-up lovers?

Standing at a distance and looking at Lee Jung in dismay as he left, she didn't understand his attitude. Originally, he was nothing more or less than a s*x partner. Why so suddenly? Why did he break up?

After lying in a daze in the apartment, she got up with a surge of desire.

Well, it was easy to get a new master, and it was a common breakup, even though it was a bit sudden. Maybe she should think about that later and solve the problem of her desire now? Dayoon thought easily.

Getting up, she headed to her favorite bar.

The place was good, and the decent people were filtered. A good place to find a one-night stand. While it took a bit of work to find a master, a one-night stand was like a disposable item.

Dayoon was having a drink while chatting with a man who looked pretty good and looked decent. Occasionally, she put her hand on his shoulder and chest and blatantly seduced him. Every once in a while, she felt a tingling sensation in her body. Her gaze was directed to Seoyeon, her one-night stand.

‘Um, it’s not very big. Maybe he hadn’t had an er*ction yet?’

She pretended to make a slip and spilled alcohol on Seoyeon's pants. Feigning embarrassment, she took out her handkerchief and wiped the alcohol off his thigh. Dayoon let out a sigh, feeling his p*nis on her hand.

On the other hand, the embarrassed Seoyeon grabbed Dayoon's hand. Excited, hot breath escaped from his lips.

‘It sucks. He seems small.’

When she got up, Seoyeon hurriedly grabbed Dayoon's hand.

“Where are you going? You want to leave already?”

“No. Not really, I want to stop drinking.”

“Where should we go? I'll pay for it.”

As Seoyeon held her hand, Dayoonfurrowed her brow. He took her wallet out of her arms and placed the money on the table.

“Because I think your d*ck is small, I don’t think I can be satisfied with you even for one night. I’ll just feel bad. What do you use that little d*ck for?”

“Hey, what is this crazy woman saying…”

Ignoring Seoyeon's words, who was getting angry behind her, she grabbed her coat and turned around.

And she encountered an unexpected person.

‘…F*ck. What a bullshit coincidence.’

This was driving her crazy. Or did he stalk her again?

Although she might be overly self-conscious, could there be such a coincidence? Dayoon's stress soared when she faced Hyeokjun. Even so, she was frustrated after breaking up with her s*x partner, and it was annoying to have to spend time again after losing her first candidate.

Another person she didn’t want to see was here? Besides, did he forget he was hit with a brick by her?

He looked at Dayoon and smiled mischievously.

“If you have a boyfriend, what are you doing here?”

“I came with my boyfriend.”

Saying so, she pushed Hyukjun away and walked back to Seoyeon's table, which ended badly earlier. Seeing Seoyeon, who was walking towards Dayoon, wheezing, he asked.

“Did you fight with your boyfriend?”

His expression was strange.

Dayoon was silent, not knowing what to do, so she pursed her lips and closed her mouth. In the meanwhile, seeing Seoyeon, who came close to her, pointed her finger at her, she hurriedly covered his mouth with one hand and whispered softly in his ear.

“Darling, are you going to tell others about our fight?”

In an instant, she felt a sense of shame. Dayoon took a deep breath and smiled effortlessly.

She was going crazy.

“You are really trying. I saw you meeting him for the first time, do you hate me enough to lie about having a boyfriend?”

Taking away Dayoon’s hand that was on Seoyeon's mouth, Hyukjun pulled her towards him. He whispered in his ear and saw them exchanging business cards.

“Or do you want me to be jealous?”

Dayoon was stunned. Did he really follow her?

If he was only coming to her to sleep with her, she could do it a lot of times though this was 100 percent rushing to date her. If they broke up, he would get clingy again. The woman who took his first… he would take it that way.

She didn't think it would fit with her s*x life at all.

“Please. I don't like you, so please stop it now. Are your ear canals clogged? Why can’t you listen?”

As Hyukjun let go of her hand, Dayoon closed her eyes tightly and screamed.

“No! No! No! I don’t like you!”

Inside the quiet bar, her voice resounded. As she ran out of the bar, leaving Hyukjun blankly staring at her, a harsh curse came out of his mouth.

* * *

“Wow, boss. You are so petty.”

Sehyun said as he looked at the documents prepared by Hyukjun.

“By the way, that's a crime… ah! After all, if you have money, what can you not do?”

He frowned at Sehyun, who scratched his temper. Of course, Sehyun had no intention of going against his nerves. He was just telling the truth.

Hyukjun let out a sigh.

“Shut up if you don’t want to be fired.”

“Yes.”

Hyukjoon held his head.

The figure of Dayoon's ‘no’ inside the bar kept echoing.

He had researched her preferences—like a pervert, he spied on Dayoon's private life—he used secret agencies and searched social media. After finding out about the bar she often went to and the time where she frequented, he tried to meet her as if it was a coincidence.

But even before anything, it was ruined.

He heard that she didn't like him before he did anything. In that brief moment, he was told no four times.

No, five times.

D*mn it.

Hyukjun smiled bitterly as he arranged the paperwork. Now that he had tried all the normal dating methods and they all went wrong. He had to do it his way. He smiled bitterly. He thought he had given her her full chance.

This was also the content of the investigation, along with Dayoon's preference.

As he pondered, he flipped over the paper with a fluttering sound.

…Soon she would be his.

Hyukjoon smiled softly.

“That smile is like a pervert, Boss.”

“Shut up.”

* * *

From early in the morning, she was immersed in the unexpected appearance of her company.

‘This…’

In front of her eyes, Hyukjun smiled. What was this sight?

It was full of red foreclosure tickets. Not surprisingly, her personal lawyer handed her a piece of paper. A piece of paper that says how much the debt was and the creditor was Hyukjun.

‘What is this b*stard doing? Is he crazy?’

Dayoon looked up at him with a stupid expression.

“What are you doing?”

“To make you mine.”

“Are you crazy?”

Hyukjun slowly approached Dayoon.

“No. It's terribly normal."

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