Love left in winter Novel – Noh Hyeong-jun lost a bet with his new stepsister. The penalty is to remain single for a month. So he handed me the divorce agreement. “Sign it. I’ll be away for a month.” I wrote my name obediently without saying anything. Not long after, Noh Hyeong-jun lost again. “This time, I have to sleep with Song Yu-jeong.
We’re just going to cover ourselves with the blanket and talk, so don’t think about useless things.” The moment he said that, a small box fell out of his pocket. He coughed lightly and headed to the hotel, making the excuse that he had some business at work. As he walked away, I lowered my head and replied to the message he had just received. [I’m leaving the country in a week.
Do you want to go with me?] [good.] …… The next day, I started packing. While I was busy tidying up, Noh Hyeong-jun, who hadn’t returned all night, opened the door and came in. A strange red mark was clearly visible on his neck, and he was yawning long, as if he was sleep-deprived. “Are you going on a trip?” My heart prickled, I nodded. Noh Hyeong-jun didn’t seem to have any particular suspicions. “Yeah, you should go out and explore a bit too. You’re always stuck at home, so your horizons are limited, and you can’t even communicate with me like Song Yu-jeong.” Song Yu-jeong. She is his stepsister, whom he met at a bar six months ago.
The two were always together, engrossed in a betting game. The stakes started out as a cup of coffee or a meal, but soon they morphed into a hug or a kiss. I cried and I questioned. But all that came back was Noh Hyeong-jun’s disgusting gaze. “I’m just hanging out with my close friend, why are you taking it so seriously?” Since then, I have become more and more reserved in my words. So now, even though he was belittling me and praising Song Yu-jeong, I just kept packing my bags without saying a word.
After a while, Noh Hyeong-jun asked. “When are you leaving?” “Six days later.” “Hold on. Let’s do that before you go.” An unfamiliar scent stung my nose, and I felt like vomiting. As tears streamed down my face, he ticked and nudged my shoulder irritably. “Kang Yeon-hwa, it’s only possible for me to accept you being so noisy like this.” “Without me, you’d be worse off than a stray dog.” He muttered the words he had repeated over a hundred times and then fell asleep. I quietly wiped my tears and got out of his arms.
After staring at the face I had loved for ten years for a long time, I made up my mind. Even if I end up living a life worse than a dog’s, I won’t stay by his side any longer.