The arrival of the minister flashed before Kyung-Soo's eyes. She had grabbed his hands the moment she saw him. She looked worried and scared from that moment. Kyung-Soo didn't realise at that moment, but that man too was staring at her. Nivritti looked uncomfortable all the time. That man was Indian. It only meant one thing. He was her ex. He was Ritvik.
"Ritti! What did he do? Did he hurt you? Tell me!!" asked Kyung-Soo.
"He… he," sobbed Nivritti.
Kyung-Soo clenched his fists and took a deep breath. Kyung-Soo didn't care that he was among his brothers. He kissed Nivritti's forehead and folded his arms. He made her stand behind Young-Chul and moved towards Ritvik.
"SK hyung, move!" commanded Kyung-Soo, growling. Korain obliged and gave him a little space but didn't go of Ritvik's collar.
"MY! Be with her every moment. Never leave her alone for even a minute," ordered Kyung-Soo and punched the hell out of Ritvik.
