“What did you just say?!”
Hwang Jo-yoon’s voice rose, thick with offense. From the window, Gyu-baek chuckled. “Ho-ho,” he said, as if watching a fascinating spectacle. “He’s even foaming at the mouth.”
The child was right. But the observation only served to stoke Hwang Jo-yoon’s bizarre rage, a temper no one could ever predict. Ji-woo slid the window shut, settled Gyu-baek on the sofa, and then stepped out the front door to face the man
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