Flowers Are Bait

Chapter 99:

Chapter 99:

In the end, they used the hospital’s VIP room like a motel room and went home soon after.

It was Choo-ja’s third husband’s Memorial Day. He was Lee-yeon’s distant relative, an uncle in some way. Out of all her husbands that had passed away, he was the one that Choo-ja had cared most.

When Lee-yon and Kwon Chae-woo got home, all they could smell was the delicious food in the house.

As they entered, a bunch of pebbles were lined by the door. Lee-yeon saw some with cute little animals on them and picked them up and placed them in her pocket. To others, the pebbles would have looked like nothing out of the ordinary, but Lee-yeon knew that it was all Gyu-baek’s work.

This was his way of expressing his emotions. Even as a small child, he was already working hard to show how he felt.

Lee-yeon glared at the man following behind her. “You need more rest,” she said. “You’ll get hurt if you don’t rest.” She glanced at Kwon Chae-woo’s forehead and bit her lips. It might not have seemed too bad, but Lee-yeon had experienced a wound similar to the one on Kwon Chae-woo’s head before and she knew how bad it could be.

She was wearing her fear like a bullet-proof vest. The man that had tried to kill her might come back and she wouldn’t be able to do anything. She felt like their time together was limited and it scared her.

“You just came from an accident too, Lee-yeon,” Kwon Chae-woo told her. “I felt the same as you are.”

“That’s different.”

“Different from you?”

Lee-yeon shook her head. “You woke different. You hated me right away.” she said. “The moment you saw me, you rejected me.”

“I was trying to survive,” Kwon Chae-woo frowned. “At any given moment, I will save you instinctively. Don’t make me feel bad about a moment when I wasn’t myself.”

But Lee-yeon didn’t budge.

Kwon Chae-woo’s shoulders slumped. “It’s because I’m not good at s*x, isn’t it—”

“Just get in the house and lie down!” Lee-yeon stormed into the house and away from her husband.

When he turned to look at Lee-yeon, she looked away. Her heart was racing. He might have seemed like the perfect son-in-law right now, but she knew that everyone would be shocked if they found out all the things that he had done to her.

“I’ll help you clean up, Choo-ja,” she said, scratching her neck and scurrying to the kitchen. She opened the window to let out the oily air and went to the sink to wash the frying pan that was left soaking.

“Lee-yeon.”

Her breath became ragged when she heard his voice against her ear.

“Was your uncle important to you?”

Lee-yeon put the sponge down and stared at the water in the sink. “If it wasn’t for him, I really wouldn’t have had anywhere to go. Even though he got married late, he gladly accepted me. Choo-ja was always friendly too.”

She felt him hug her waist wordlessly. She could feel his warmth spread against her back.

“I healed by living with them,” Lee-yeon said.

Kwon Chae-woo held her tight and rested his chin on top of her head. Lee-yeon stumbled at the sudden weight but was quickly held up against his strong embrace.

“Then I need to be good around him,” Kwon Chae-woo said.

“Even though he’s gone?”

“That doesn’t matter,” he said. “I’m your husband so I need to learn.”

Lee-yeon frowned. “Learn what?” When he didn’t reply, she picked up the sponge and continued washing the dishes.

“Death note,” Kwon Chae-woo finally said.

The frying pan slipped from Lee-yeon’s grip. The gears in her mind were turning. Did he really mean to say death note? The notebook where you write the people you want killed?