The Divorced Man Has Returned - The Divorced Man Has Returned chapter 133

#133. …How are you?

The disaster of Jinhae.

Dialonia.

From n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲

Now that three days have passed since we arrived here, I and Jena were able to narrow the scope of the investigation more and more.

“…I’m doing it because it’s necessary, but it’s too inefficient to do so.”

Putting the magazine down, Jena stared at me with her bored face.

“Well… even if we can pinpoint the location, there’s nothing we can do about it.”

“I know, but I’m losing my pulse. This sound He doesn’t seem to be resting comfortably. It doesn’t look like he’s working.”

“But it’s a good thing that it’s 100 times better than that guy popping out before we’re ready.”

I could assert.

If he appeared in the sky of Jinhae right now, the city would be devastated in an instant.

I will be in a hurry just to protect Jena right now.

“So do you think more people will come?”

“Oh. Yes. Harin said she didn’t come, but she said that the hunters would send it, and Sihwa is coming this way right now?”

“Is it a weekday now?”

“Isn’t it?”

“If you work for the association, you don’t have to go out on weekdays, right?”

“…It’s Yoo Shi-hwa.”

I wondered if Jena could understand this expression too, but she nodded her head right away.

“Are you saying it came out of nowhere?”

“Perhaps.”

It didn’t take long for him to realize that poetry was reckless.

“Is he really like that? Or has that changed?”

It was rare for Jena to ask about other ex-wives.

“Um… I don’t know if I said that in the first place, but I think it was like that when I got closer.”

“Aren’t you tired when we were dating?”

“I wondered if he was able to meet me because of his personality.”

Talent and hard work.

It was true that her persistence to others made her strong.

“Well. To be honest, I didn’t even meet you while working.”

Jena reached out her hand over the sunlight coming through the window sill.

“Hand.”

Jena stretched out her adorable palm to me and wiggled her fingers.

“Give me a hand.”

It was at that moment when she smiled and tried to reach out her hand.

“Stop moving.”

A cold voice.

Does it mean that even a tiger will come if I say it?

Turning her head, what caught her eye was her golden hair.

“Put that hand away. One.”

Jena is still holding her outstretched hand as she asks her to reach out.

My hand was holding an ambiguous pose in the air, neither touching nor letting go.

“Why me?”

When I couldn’t do this or that in a squatted position, Jena reached out her hand even more and grabbed my hand.

Have you ever felt uneasy about the warm body temperature?

“…What are we going to do?”

“Are you dissatisfied with what you are doing?”

Clearly, we need to collaborate for a common goal, but is that realistically possible?

The already bloody atmosphere was enough to take my breath away.

“You must have come a long way, but I will go and buy you some coffee.”

Leaving just the two of us didn’t seem like a wise choice, but if you keep holding hands, it’s not the monster that gets hit by the spear of Sihwa, so I jumped out to the counter.

“Iced Americano Hana.”

After all, there was no need to ask because the menu that Sihwa ordered was so crispy every day.

“I will notify you with a vibrating bell.”

“No. It’s okay. I will wait here.”

I rejected the employee’s manual, thinking that it would be better to stand here while Sihwa calms down, even for a short time.

* *

“You still haven’t given up on your regrets.”

Yoo Shi-hwa sits in front of me instead of Choi In-wook.

When I crossed my legs, the smooth calves caught my attention.

“Why do you think it’s regretful?”

“You know that the answer is fixed.”

There is certainty in Yu Shi-hwa’s eyes.

I was speechless for a moment at the insistence that I would not accept any disagreement.

“…It is up to Choi In-wook to decide.”

Even if I say that I put my feelings for a child down on the other side of my heart.

I had no intention of bowing down to Yoon Ha-rin or Yoo Si-hwa so easily.

I also had a thing called pride.

“So I believe Choi In-wook will choose him. Are you talking like that?”

My face began to crack while maintaining a poker face in the face of naked ridicule.

“Choi In-wook is good to you, and he sleeps with you often, so do you think he will eventually become a man who only looks after you?”

Yoo Shi-hwa, who had been driving without a break, stopped attacking only after Choi In-wook arrived.

“Come on. It’s poetry.”

Choi In-wook hands a glass with an anxious expression.

“You sit here too. Choi In-wook.”

At the words of Yoo Si-hwa, who knocked on the seat next to her, Choi In-wook meekly sat down next to her.

“You just say it.”

“What do you mean to say?”

“Hayena and I are just having fun.”

Choi In-wook’s face hardens.

“Why. Do you also disagree with this statement?”

“I can’t agree with that.”

It was a lie to say that I knew but wasn’t anxious.

The worst ending I can face.

But her words pierced my heart with sharp daggers in that they weren’t unrealistic.

“Ha. You don’t agree? So you’re saying you’re going to have a baby with her? Heartily? Hey. It would be better to have it with Yoon Harin.”

I hate it.

I don’t want to hear it.

I don’t want to hear it.

There was a big difference between what I was aware of and what I heard through other people’s mouths.

“Ha… You keep giving me room, so she keeps going.”

“Stop.”

It was Choi In-wook’s voice for the first time.

“You go there. Yoo Shihwa.”

Yoo Si-hwa also trembled as if she was not used to Choi In-wook like that.

“…What didn’t I say?”

“Uh. So stop.”

“Choi Inwook!”

“You Shihwa.”

Choi In-wook grabbed Yu Shi-hwa’s wrist.

The eyes of two people collide in the air.

Choi In-wook who sank coldly.

Yoo Shihwa seems to have more to say.

“I’m here to help.”

“I’ve never come here to see Hayena flirting with her.”

“I will hold back until the work is done, so please stop.”

Sihwa Yoo, who bit his lip tightly, immediately lowered his head.

“…Okay.”

“…Thank you for your understanding.”

Yoo Shi-hwa glared at me once and drank the coffee as it was.

“So. Are you sure he lives around here?”

It’s been quite some time since we arrived, but it was the first time we started talking about work.

“Yes. It’s within a radius of 2km, and I don’t know the exact altitude yet.”

“Perhaps you can think of it roughly as the fringes of the stratosphere. Then.”

“But how did you come to the Sihwa Association? Can you come right away like this?”

Yoo Shi-hwa’s forehead twitched.

“Of course I came to tell you to turn it off.”

“You didn’t even write an excuse.”

“Why do I use that?”

“Haha… think about the people next to you.”

Clearly, there were not so many kind and warm words coming and going, but why…

The image of the two showing the side of old lovers broke my heart.

“So. I ran all the way to Kkanchon here while being ripped off by swearing, and I wonder if it would make me feel better if I was giggling with him. Uh?”

It seemed that it had been less than 5 minutes since we agreed to stop aiming arrows at each other, but Yoo Shi-hwa couldn’t stand the time and started protesting again.

“I don’t. Until the end of this case, I won’t bother you both.”

“Where is that! Hey! I!”

“You said you came to work too.”

“Ah… It exploded inside. Really. Hana. Do you still like him?”

Yoo Shi-hwa, who had nowhere to go, asked me for sympathy.

“…You still like it.”

Is there something different about the country?

Jingle

The sound of the cafe door opening.

There was a very loud sound of footsteps.

It wasn’t just one or two.

Men in black suits that look like there will be more than 30 people.

The cafe owner seemed to be dazzled by the sudden group customers, and we were also naturally concerned about the cluttered atmosphere.

Ttogak Ttogak Ttogak

The heel of the shoe made a constant sound as it touched the wooden floor.

The place where we stopped was in front of our table, not the counter.

“Hello.”

Stunning height.

Shoulders wide open.

What worries me more than that is the long scar on the right cheek.

As a healer, I could tell at a glance.

That was by no means an ordinary wound.

A wound that can only be caused by very strong magical powers.

You Shihwa. Inwook Choi. All my eyes were focused on this man.

The pupils of two people are getting bigger and bigger.

“…How are you?”

I wonder if he even knew him? Choi In-wook could not hide his dismay.

Shihwa Yoo also didn’t say anything, but a similar reaction.

Who the hell is that?

“My name is Taehyuk Nam.”

From n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲

Nam Tae-hyuk…?

That Nam Tae-hyuk…?

“I came here at the request of Lady Harin, are you Choi In-wook?”

“Yes… that’s right…”

I had to admit it.

If this Diaronia hunt ends successfully, the highest contributor will be Yun Ha-rin.