“What’s so funny? If you don’t gather all the information by the end of today, be prepared to face the consequences, Mr. Lee. I want every last detail that person remembers—down to the smallest things. Don’t think I’ll let you off the hook just because you’re unwell. I gave you some leeway yesterday and even today, so get to it. Other departments might slack off, but not here.”
At Wooheon’s low growl, Yueul flinched, the bag crinkling loudly in his grip.
“Do you understand? Now go on and enjoy your meal with that friend of yours.”
At Wooheon’s sarcastic remark, Yueul hung his head low and shuffled away with the bag of burgers in hand.
Wooheon’s gaze followed him as he walked off, his steps creaking with reluctance.
「It’s just... I never imagined you would worry about me so gently. It’s nice to hear.」
The memory of Yueul’s words suddenly flashed through Wooheon’s mind.
No one had ever pressured him to speak kindly before.
Maybe that’s why the words lingered so much.
