“When you parade around in front of a man dressed like that… every single bastard out there is going to get the wrong idea,” Kang-wook warned.

“…Han Kang-wook-ssi,” Do-yeon gasped.

“They will start making excuses for themselves, thinking, ‘This woman wants me,’ or ‘She wants me to do something to her,’ and then succumbing to it,” he continued.

“…”

“That is why you have to speak clearly so they understand. Tell them to get lost. Order them not to steal glances at you with those eyes. If you don’t, those lowlifes will really…”

Do-yeon’s eyes shimmered with a brilliant light as she watched him vent in a way that was entirely unlike his usual self. Just as her back was about to hit the wall, he reached out and shielded her. With a soft thud, her bare skin touched his hand.

“Because they will truly misunderstand,” Kang-wook finished.

Although they were underwater, Do-yeon felt as if her mind had stopped completely from the sensation of his body heat touching her back.

“What if it’s not a misunderstanding?” she challenged.

Kang-wook’s dark brows twitched.

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