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... ause he was still worried about Kwon Hojun and Kim Jaeha.

But it looked like Ki Gayoon would go on a Rampage if he resisted.

So, here I am now— back at home.

By ’home,’ Yuno meant Ki Gayoon’s house that was destroyed by the flood that Lee Sarang made recently.

That was the reason why they moved into Ki Gayoon’s penthouse.

But they were back at his lover’s newly renovated house— the one known for being built like a fortress.

This is probably Hyung’s ...

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