Chapter 62: As I said, it sucks a lot

Chapter 62 - As I said, it sucks a lot "I'd like to win most of your smiles today and spend the night with you, wearing matching pajamas." Ki-hoon said as he got up to his feet. "But I fear I won't be able to accomplish that because I won't be able to return tonight." "Are you that busy?" I ended up asking. It was a question that slipped out of my mouth before my thoughts could process them. Well, at least it wasn't a rash question. "Unfortunately," he answered, taking his coat that was ready for pickup from his assistant. Christ, how was I not sensing that there was another human next to us? That guy was practically invisible. Was he a ninja or something? Maybe because he was an irrelevant character that had no presence but I gotta start paying attention to my surroundings. "We're in the middle of cooperating with the Kang group. It's a big project, so the preparations need to be perfect, and all 'weeds' need to be plucked out by then." "You're Cooperating with Little Min's group?" I asked and he nodded. Ah, my brain was sizzling. It sizzled a lot because I was trying to rake up information about this certain incident but it wasn't coming up clearly. And so, I had to think deeper and my brain sizzled more because of it. "When's the date of the signing?" I asked and he looked at me for a second before answering, "A month from now." Oh, so that's why my brain was sizzling so much. At this point in the novel, there was no mention of a cooperation, so my brain was working rather slowly. After all, the content was mostly fixed on how the main characters were roughing up Jo-Pil's hole and trying to put a baby in him despite his reluctance. But if it's the cooperation that's a month from now, I know a bit about it. Jo-Pil did not attend since they didn't let him out of the house. They kept him chained since he had already attempted to escape twice at that point. Even if he didn't want to watch them prosper, the TV was kept on for him, and with each time he bit his thumb, he wished something horrible would happen to them. He wished a hater would suddenly get on to the stage and throw acid on them. He had a rather dangerous and evil mind towards them. He wished they would get crushed by a signboard or something. And just as he wished over and over for misfortune to befall them, misfortune did fall on them. There was someone among his guards who took out a knife while escorting Min-Cheol and Ki-hoon off the stage. He succeeded in stabbing Ki-hoon but had his face smashed to the ground by Min-Cheol. It was an act of self-defense, but there was quite a backlash. It was as if they were aiming for Min-Cheol to begin with so clips of his past started resurfacing. His violent behavior towards his cousins who crossed him and so on. Stuff like that. Min-Cheol was not affected. He was never affected by what people had to say about him to begin with but his company and businesses took a little hit from this incident. The project wasn't a bust since it was something so huge that there were a lot of investments put into it, but it was just put on hold for a while till all the problems were taken care of. Min-Cheol did not care, regardless. He did his thing just as he had always been doing. It wasn't like his business, prestige, and family name was built in a day. He was one of the great Alphas leading one of the four powerful families. It would take more than such flimsy tricks to give his company a big hit. Soon after, everything died down and all who were involved were 'plucked out'. So, when Ki-hoon said all 'weeds' needed to be plucked out, it must mean they already had a few enemies who were baring their fangs at them. As I said, it sucks a lot. 'So, there are two misfortunes in the future I have to prevent.' I thought, looking at Ki-hoon who was adjusting into his coat. Argh, how could I forget that this novel wasn't exactly a smooth-sailing one? Even if I end up getting them on my side and we live happily ever after, who is going to take care of the misfortunes in the future? We could only have our happily ever after after the evil people who were against my handsome men were wiped out. There's the cooperation signing event, and there's also the drug overdose leading to Jin-Yeok's madness. And let's not forget the car accident that left Jin-Yeok in a coma at a very much later part of the novel. I was sure there were a few other things, but my brain had sizzled out, and I couldn't think of more incidents just yet, but they were just too annoying. If I could, I would pluck my hair out, screaming in anguish. My quiet life of relaxing with a glass of wine in hand and shades on my head was going to be ruined at this rate. I couldn't let those mishaps happen. I'd only keep feeling anxious. I'd feel so anxious that I might have a hard attack. I don't think I was built for such hardships. I was a simple sales manager who had multiple night shifts in a row. That was the highest hardship I could endure. I wasn't sure I would be able to endure more than that, dammit! In that case, I have only one choice and that's to prevent the mishaps from happening. I could just tell Ki-hoon who his main enemy is right now instead of him going around about it. That would take care of everything, right? But if he asks me how I know, especially after discovering it was very accurate, how am I going to answer that? I'll end up having his suspicious eyes on me once more. Gosh, my life was so difficult. "I'll be heading out now," Ki-hoon said and I got up. If I can't tell him who the main enemy is, then how do I stop the mishaps from happening? Ki-hoon can't get stabbed and Min-Cheol can't show his violent side in front of the media. So, what do I do then? "Do you have something to tell me?" Ki-hoon asked as he stared at my contemplative expression, but I shook my head and reached my arms out to hug him, sighing as I patted his back. This action of mine shocked Ki-hoon but I was so deep in my thoughts that I didn't realize what I was doing. In any case, I still had an entire month to plan that out so I could just sit back and relax for now. 'Gosh, I can already feel my neck aching just from thinking too much.' I thought and broke the hug, patting his collar, and said, "Have a safe day at work." I smiled at him and found the stunned expression on his face. Why was he looking so shocked? Did I do anything wro--? I froze. It was at that moment I realized what I had done while I was deep in my thoughts. 'Just why? I seem to be creating more problems for myself as the seconds go by.'