I was stunned for a moment, realizing how stupid he would be to do that without using his brain first. I felt like berating him, scolding him, but on the other hand, I also felt that I no longer had the right to do that.
I carefully turned around, looked at Donghwa who was standing behind my back with a frown. His lips parted slightly, looked tense, and the pink color on them faded to be pale. However, By the line on his face, he still didn't want to be blamed and started to show me a manipulative face.
I painstakingly assembled word by word on my tongue until it came to a question, and asked in a trembling voice slightly with anger, "What have you done to him?"
"Chunghee ...." Donghwa clenched his fists tightly. Of course, there was jealousy in his eyes that he was trying to suppress. Grinding his teeth, he tried to defend himself, "He got in my way when I wanted to see you, so I only pushed him a little. But, he deserved it because he forced me to!"
