The Country Life Diary of a Gangster's Secretary

Chapter 90

The Country Life Diary of a Gangster's Secretary - c90

Hyeseong first headed to the bathroom. After taking off his clothes with dirt here and there and putting them in the laundry basket, he washed his body with cold water. One surprising thing was that his body was completely drenched in sweat.

He hadn’t noticed while moving around outside, focusing on work. Hyeseong, who would always take a shower with lukewarm or hot water even on hot summer days, had no choice but to wash with cold water this time.

“My face is still red.”

After finishing the shower and drying his hair, his reflection in the mirror still showed a flushed, reddish face. It seemed like the heat had gone down a bit after washing, but he must have gotten an unexpected heatstroke.

Aside from his head feeling a bit dizzy, there was nothing particularly uncomfortable, so Hyeseong didn’t take it seriously. After going to the kitchen and having a hearty lunch of bibimbap mixed with vegetables and rice, Hyeseong rested for a bit and went back outside.

His destination was a large mart in the city center. He had accidentally overheard from the neighborhood ladies that it had recently opened and was having a grand sale.

When he lived in Seoul, he mainly used online early morning delivery services. He didn’t have much time, and with a system that could deliver what he wanted right to his doorstep with just a click, he didn’t feel a strong need to visit a mart.

But after coming down here, surprisingly, he found it quite fun to shop in person, compare prices, and find good items.

Hyeseong now understood why his aunt had gone all the way to a mart in a distant neighborhood just because they were having a big sale when he was young.

In front of Hyeseong, who got off the bus, a really huge mart came into view. Advertisements for various events and the voices of employees enthusiastically promoting through microphones also sounded friendly.

“Ah...”

As he was about to enter with excited steps, his head strangely spun. Hyeseong held his head for a moment, waiting for it to calm down.

Still, he had come all this way, so he thought he would buy what he needed quickly and go back rather than turning around. Anyway, he had to do some shopping as the refrigerator was empty.

Hyeseong turned on the memo app on his phone, looked at the list of items to buy one by one, and quickly put them in the cart. Even in the process, he didn’t forget to thoroughly compare prices.

But as time passed, his body strangely began to feel more and more uncomfortable. The headache worsened, and even though he thought the heat had subsided, his body kept gradually heating up.

“Excuse... Excuse me...!”

At that moment, someone suddenly grabbed Hyeseong’s wrist.

Startled, Hyeseong reflexively twisted his body to be on guard against the person. Standing where he turned was a young man around Hyeseong’s age, wearing a mart vest, with a serious expression.

“Why are you doing this...”

He seemed to be an employee, but did Hyeseong put something in the cart that he shouldn’t have taken? The employee’s expression was a bit odd to just call him over. Beneath the soft brown permed hair, his eyes showed a hint of embarrassment.

“I apologize if this is rude, but... You’re an omega, right?”

“...What?”

“Do you know that you’re emitting a lot of pheromones right now?”

The employee whispered quietly while looking around. He seemed to be considerate of Hyeseong. Hyeseong felt like he had been hit on the head, blankly opening his eyes.

What did he just hear? Pheromones? When he went to the hospital last time, he had learned from the doctor how to control his pheromones as much as possible.

With that thought, Hyeseong tried to suppress his anxious heart and closed his eyes tightly.

The phone placed by his pillow buzzed briefly. It was an alarm indicating that Ihyeok had sent a message.

* * *

Several black sedans appeared one after another in front of a high-end Japanese restaurant. Seongjin and Taesung’s key executives got out of the cars in turn. Today was the day for Taesung’s key executives to gather and have a meal together.

“Kwon Ihyeok, what are you doing? Everyone’s gathered inside.”

Seongjin approached Ihyeok, who was standing at the end of the corridor, staring at his phone after saying he was going to the restroom.

“Yeah, I’m coming. Let me just send a text.”

“What’s wrong with you these days? Why do you keep looking at your phone?”

Seongjin glared at Ihyeok with a sullen expression. Ever since he had gone down to Seo-in City, he had started acting a bit strange, and it was even more so these days. He wouldn’t stop looking at his phone, and last time, he had uncharacteristically canceled an important business trip on his own.

Even Seongjin, who was always scolded by Hyeseong for being insensitive and tactless, could notice that Ihyeok had changed in some way recently.

“Whether I look at my phone or not, what’s it to you?”

“It’s not a big deal. But it’s strange because you didn’t use to do that. And that weird expression of yours too.”

Ihyeok glared at Seongjin.

“What expression? Whenever you look at your phone, you smile like some high school girl writing a love letter.”

For a moment, Ihyeok barely managed to hold back a cough that was about to come out. A high school girl writing a love letter? It was a very Kang Seongjin-like analogy, but somehow, it wasn’t entirely wrong, so he felt guilty.

“What are you talking about?”

“Who are you contacting so much?”

“None of your business. Move, I’m going in.”

Ihyeok lightly pushed Seongjin and walked down the corridor, perhaps feeling awkward. Seeing Ihyeok avoiding him with an awkward attitude, Seongjin tilted his head.

“That guy definitely has something going on...”

Not knowing what Seongjin was muttering behind him, Ihyeok didn’t take his eyes off his phone even as he went to the reserved room. The screen showed a conversation with Hyeseong.

[Did you have a good dinner?]

[I came to a Japanese restaurant. Should I pack something for you here? Hyeseong, you like sushi, right?]

Hyeseong remained silent in response to the consecutive text messages.

[If you don’t reply, I’ll just pack whatever I want and bring it.]

After sending one more text like that, Ihyeok entered the room.