Fork Belongs To The House

Cho Dae Pyo eyes gleamed with lust as he looked at Ha Eun. He was so tempted to touch her soft pale skin. "Sweatheart, do not be like th… Ahhh!" 

Cho Dae Pye let out a scream as he did not expect the attack. Few red packets he had in his hand fell.

The right hand that reached out to touch Ha Eun's shoulder had a fork embedded from the back of the hand. The fork was blunt and short. So it could not pierce deeper till the palm and come out at the other side. But the sheer force made the fork halfway into the back of the hand.

Cho Dae Pyo gritted his teeth and refrained from removing the fork out of the hand as it might cause irreversible damage to his hands. He was scared for the first time as he was worried there might be damage to his nerves. 

The one who threw the fork was least bothered about the condition Cho Dae Pyo was in.

Min Jun leaned back on his chair as he looked at Ha Eun with concern. "Noona! Did I get blood on you?"