Just You Wait
His face was strikingly different from how it had looked earlier that day, making Hwayeong wonder if she had mistaken him for someone else.
But when she saw the faint smile on his lips, she was sure it was him.
The image of him earlier, laughing as if in disbelief, was still fresh in her mind—there was no way she could forget.
Suddenly enraged by the memory, Hwayeong, still perched on the wall, hurled her words at him.
“Even a stray cat should know they must apologize if they have hurt anyone, not like someone who kicks people in the back with their spurs and runs off without a word.”
Hwayeong gritted her teeth, remembering how lucky she was to avoid serious injury.
If she had been even an inch shorter, she might have been hit in the head, which could have obviously led to a serious injury.
Moreover, it was clear that he didn’t even realize the situation she was in now because of him.
The man frowned, seemingly confused.
“Spurs?”