THE COLD GIRL'S

Ye-seul's anger

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In a luxurious cluster cemetery, several people were standing in front of a tombstone. A woman was sitting while hugging the tombstone. While another woman was smiling cynically looking at the woman who had been hugging her mother's tombstone while sniffling sobbing.

"Annya! already Nak! we should go home. Now it's raining heavily, you can get sick if you keep going in the rain like this" added a middle-aged man holding an umbrella to shade Annya from the torrent of rain.

Ye-Seul just stands by Myung Jin. While Hye Mi, she stands opposite Ye-Seul and the others.

"Mother!" call Hye Mi to Ye-Seul. The woman who was called by the mother turned her head, she who had previously shown a cold face now expressed as if she was sad, her face was sad, even her eyes were glazed.

"We have to go now Mom! the rain is getting heavier, it is also almost night," said Hye Mi. Actually, it's been two days since Ji Eun died, before being buried, ji Eun's body was brought to the house of mourning not many who came to mourn because Myung Jin did not open the identity of Ji Eun who previously had a relationship with him. Annya friends are also not much so indeed the process was done not long.

Ye-Seul pulls Myung Jin's hand. He hinted to let Annya alone first. Maybe she needs time with her mother. Myung Jin squatted down, he gave his umbrella to Annya. Anya did not respond, but she still received the umbrella handle Myung Jin placed in her hand.

Myung Jin turns a glance at his adopted son as Ye-Seul pulls his hand to immediately leave the burial area. As well as Hye Mi, she held onto Han Bin's arm as they were about to return to their car.

Shuhhh... Bruckkk... The umbrella in Annya's hand flew and fell on the ground. Yeah, he left his body in the rain. The tears that had come out of her eyes seemed to disappear with the raindrops that fell on Annya's face and flowed on the cheeks of the poor woman.

"Mom, it's Anya Ma'am. Why did Mom die so soon? He's trying to get what we have to get. But why did Mom go, then why am I trying this all if you can not enjoy it" Annya explained with a voice that restrained. No one answered his words. Who wants to answer. The cemetery area is quiet. Especially now that it is raining. There are no people who make pilgrimages.

Annya stood up and paid her last respects to her mother. He raised his hands together and put the back of his hand in front of his forehead, after which he bowed down and stood up again. The scene kept him repeating three times. "Goodbye, Mom. I promise, I'll make them feel the pain you're feeling."

While in the car, Myung Jin is daydreaming, he hasn't said a single word since he and Ye-Seul got into the car. Ye-Seul only glances at him at a glance, a faint smile clearly imprinted on her lips. "Finally you'll never get to meet that damn woman again Myung Jin."

The flashback

Ye-Seul looks at Min Ji with a pushy look. He hit his chest a few times while he felt an enormous tightness in his chest. How not, Min Ji was treated like a madman, he was in brackets in a special room alone. The clothes that his daughter wore were special clothes that could hold Min Ji's hands together so that he could not do anything that could harm him.

"Mother will make the calculations for those people Dear. You don't worry." Ye-Seul rubs her tears rough. He walked out of Min Ji's room with eyes glistening furiously.

Ye-Seul picks up a cell phone from inside her bag. He pressed no one and then made a call.

"Hello Madam!" said the guy on the phone.

"Prepare everything now. I'm going over there. Make sure that he dies slowly so that no one knows the real cause of death."

Tut's.. The phone call ended.

Ye-Seul enters her car in a hurry. He immediately shot across the streets of Seoul which was very crowded at that time. This woman gave off a gripping aura from within her. He glanced at his phone when he heard a call coming in.

"Dear, my dear" Ye-Seul told the person on the phone.

"How is Min Ji Bu? is she okay?" ask Hye Mi.

"Hmm, she's fine Hye Mi you don't have to worry," Ye-Seul lies. "You go to college really don't let you get out of focus because you keep in touch with Han Bin."

"Yes Mom. I don't have to worry that Hye Mi won't let you down. Hye Mi is still in Bu's class, Hye Mi hangs up first."

"Hm. Careful, and the spirit of learning."

"Yes, Mom."

Ye-Seul throws her phone into the seat beside the wheel. He drove his car even faster. And, thirty minutes later, she had already arrived in front of the hospital where Ji Eun was being treated. Ye-Seul steps her feet in haste. After getting out of the elevator, she went straight into Ji Eun's nursery.

"Madam," said a nurse as she bowed to Ye-Seul as the middle-aged woman walked inside.

"Where is the cure," asked Ye-Seul while thrusting her hand in front of a nurse earlier. He took an injection . His eyes instantly sparkled. He walked over to Ji Eun's bad hospital slowly.

"Goodbye damn woman! go to hell. And I would be very happy if you would bring your demon child, " whispered Ye-Seul in Ji Eun's ear..

Jrbb... Ye-Seul injects something in Ji Eun's infusion tube. There was no movement whatsoever from the weakly lying woman. The medicine works slowly. In other words, the drug did kill Ji Eun slowly.

"He will die when the infusion runs out" said the nurse who worked with Ye-Seul.

A sneaky grin appears on Ye-Seul's face. He smiled happily. If anyone could hear the inner voice, that person would definitely hear Ye-Seul's laughter in his heart. Someone like Ye-Seul can be so willing to do this kind of thing when emotions and anger overwhelm her brain and heart. He never thought about the consequences of what would happen in the future because of what he is doing right now.

As bad as you were in the past, your actions can still be forgiven if you try to become a better person. But if you do not want to change and become more and more, then wait for the destruction that will come your way. Life is a choice, what you will reap in the future, it depends on what you plant now.

...The To Be Continued....

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