Kiss the Scumbag-Chapter 139

The moment Yujin’s heart dropped. Since when had he been there? What was he thinking? Winston frowned at Yujin, who had instinctively shrunk back in surprise. Then Yujin froze in fear.

“...Eek!”

Winston stood up and opened his mouth, but almost at the same time, Yujin screamed and swallowed hard. Sitting down, he hurriedly tried to back away, but a sudden wave of pain struck him, and this time he collapsed without even a scream.

“Yujin!”

“D-Don’t, don’t come any closer!”

He gasped and screamed, but the sound was mixed with a hoarse breath and didn’t form a proper voice. Seeing Yujin coughing and breathing roughly, Winston stopped moving any further.

“What the hell...”

After watching for a moment, Winston finally sighed and spoke for the first time as Yujin’s breathing began to slow. But he couldn’t continue his words, running a hand through his hair. After briefly looking away, he returned his gaze to Yujin, who still had a pale face, curled up tightly, and looked at him with frightened eyes. Winston then spoke in a softened tone.

“I just wanted to ask how you were feeling. I don’t understand why you’re so scared. It wasn’t me who attacked you.”

The last words sounded somehow like a frustrated outburst. But Yujin didn’t understand either. Why was his heart pounding and why was he so scared? As his memories revived one by one, the trembling grew stronger. He couldn’t even breathe properly, gripped by the urgent feeling that Charlotte might stab a knife into his heart at any moment.

“Ch-Charlotte, Charlotte is...”

He barely managed to stammer the question, and Winston replied in a quiet voice.

“She’s not here.”

Then where was she? Yujin couldn’t calm down because of the vague answer. Pulling the sheet up to his neck and glancing around, Winston finally spoke again in a slow tone.

“She’s with Gordon. Gordon said he would find out why she did such a thing.”

After blinking a few times, Yujin finally asked.

“...Is that the end?”

His voice sounded somehow drained. Winston knew why. They had tried to kill someone, yet she hadn’t even gone to the police station. No measures were taken; she had just gone home safely.

So that’s how she could do it.

Such a bold and reckless act. Trying to kill someone, openly like that. But behind her was the Campbell family. Could she have done it if she didn’t believe this incident would be buried and she would get away quietly?

If I had died right there...

Goosebumps spread all over his body and he shook uncontrollably. Somewhere in that vast Delight estate, Yujin’s corpse might have been buried, and everything could have ended as if nothing happened. Yes, it’s common in novels. Bringing someone who looks alike and pretending it’s the real person—there are many ways. They had that kind of money and power.

Suddenly, tears welled up. What was he really to these people?

At that thought.

“...That’s what Gordon hoped, but.”

At Winston’s slow words, Yujin unconsciously raised his head. Blinking tightly to clear his tear-filled, blurred vision, thick tears began streaming down his face. Seeing this, Winston suddenly stopped speaking. Yujin was puzzled by his dazed expression. Why was he like that all of a sudden? Blinking, waiting for the next words, Yujin grew increasingly anxious as the silence stretched on indefinitely.

“So?”

“What?”

Finally unable to hold back, Yujin asked, and Winston looked startled and asked back. Seeing Winston’s shocked face as if cold water was poured on him, Yujin sighed and continued.

“So what happened? Gordon wanted it that way.”

“Ah, ah...”

Only then did Winston make a low groan like a sigh. He looked somewhat out of it, making Yujin secretly uneasy. Why was he hesitating like that?

Trying to figure out how to shut me up so that the family wouldn’t be disgraced or something...

“Bring her [N O V E L I G H T] here.”

The sudden voice snapped Yujin back from his delusions to reality. Winston hung up the phone and put it into the inner pocket of his suit jacket. Yujin looked at him curiously, but Winston said nothing more. His gaze fixed on the door as if waiting for someone, and Yujin had no choice but to turn his eyes there too. What on earth was about to happen?

Not long after, footsteps were heard followed by knocking. After a moment, the door opened, and finally the person they had been waiting for came into view.

Charlotte...!

Yujin froze, unable to even make a sound. The image of her wielding a knife at him for the last time filled his mind, leaving him so terrified he couldn’t even breathe. A bodyguard standing behind gently pushed Charlotte’s back. Staggering unwillingly, she entered, and he harshly shut the door.

A deathly silence fell over the room. Only Yujin’s shallow breaths were heard.

“W-Wh-Wh-What... what...”

Yujin barely managed to say that. Didn’t Winston say Gordon brought her? What was this situation?

Panicked and at a loss, Winston’s voice came.

“She did that to you inside my house, so she won’t be let off easy.”

Turning toward the chilling voice, Winston wasn’t looking at Yujin. Fixing his gaze on Charlotte, he continued.

“So, what should we do? Tell me, I’ll do whatever you want.”

“Y-You’re not sending her to the police?”

Caught off guard, Yujin blurted out. Winston chuckled and answered.

“So you want to have a trial? Don’t know if it’ll take one year or ten years. Honey, I can’t wait that long.”

Though his last words were sweetly added, hearing them sent a chill down Yujin’s spine. Winston’s appearance scared him as much as when he almost died.

“B-But still, th-the law...”

“What can the law do?”

Winston cut off Yujin’s stammering sharply.

“And what if it drags on until it’s forgotten and she gets off innocent? Tried to kill you, that’s not right.”

Winston’s eyes glinted gold. Even Yujin, who couldn’t smell his pheromone, could tell he was incredibly furious. If he could smell it, he might have triggered a heat cycle right then and there. Luckily, Yujin was spared beyond goosebumps.

Winston was serious. He had no intention of forgiving Charlotte. That she was his sister-in-law, that she was family, was no excuse for pardon.

How dare she commit that act inside his mansion.

Yujin thought. There was no reason for that man to be so furious because of him. They had just held hands when it suited them...

Because he thought of me as less than a rat in the gutter.

Bitter feelings slightly eased the fear. Summoning courage, Yujin spoke.

“So, what are you going to do?”

“You?”

Winston immediately turned the question back.

“What do you want to do? Say what you want first.”

Yujin just wanted to know the reason. Why had she tried to kill him? When he told the truth, Winston frowned.

“Is that all?”

“For now...”

Hesitating, Yujin trailed off, and Winston sighed sharply.

“You’re too soft, Yujin.”

“You, what will you do?”

Startled, Yujin stammered, and Winston turned his gaze back to Charlotte. Narrowing his eyes, he spoke slowly.

“The one who committed the crime must pay the price accordingly.”

At that moment, Charlotte and even Yujin flinched in fear. Hearing that he would hurt someone who almost killed him was terrifying. Moreover, Charlotte was trembling so much she looked like she might pee herself. If there had been an earthquake detector nearby, it might have registered a level 7.

“W-W-Well, we, we...”

“Save your apologies.”

She spoke for the first time, but Winston didn’t even listen to the end.

“Actions speak as loudly as words. You’ve already shown me that. No need to hear any more.”

Yujin saw Winston pick up his phone again. He didn’t even need to see what came next to know it. A flash crossed his mind of Charlotte being dragged away and beaten, and he couldn’t help but shout out.

“W-Wait...! Stop it! Don’t!”