A case of Transmigrating as a Sick Villain chapter 97

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It wasn’t Jingyeom who seduced the man, but Baek Jingyeom.

They were, after all, two different people.

Of course, from the man’s perspective, they were undoubtedly the same person.

Still feeling uneasy, Jingyeom pulled out his phone, wondering if this could be the same person who had been persistently messaging him.

“Are you the one who’s been contacting me all this time? The one who sent these messages?”

The man’s face twisted with anger. It seemed Jingyeom had hit the mark.

“You should’ve just never contacted me again! If you hadn’t, I wouldn’t have ended up like this!”

“Are you saying it was wrong to apologize?”

The man, clutching his twisted arm with his other hand, kept chattering away, glancing nervously at Wonbeom.

“I was doing fine, thinking you must’ve died somewhere, and then you had to go and stir everything up!”

“Died….”

“You were the one who contacted me first, then kept refusing to meet! You ignored my messages! But when you wanted things, you shamelessly clung to me, and now….”

The man shot another glance at Wonbeom. Standing like a bodyguard next to Jingyeom, Wonbeom exuded an intimidating presence.

But the man didn’t seem to care about anything at that moment.

“Ha, you got duped by Baek Jingyeom too. That bastard cons everyone!”

Jingyeom opened and closed his mouth in disbelief. Maybe Baek Jingyeom deserved such words, but he didn’t.

If it had been the real Baek Jingyeom, he would’ve thought that these words were deserved, but they weren’t something he needed to hear.

“You think you’re the only one? There were plenty of others when I was around! You’re not the only one he’s screwed over!”

The man’s voice grew louder as Wonbeom remained silent.

“What, you knew and still met him?”

“I can’t listen to this anymore.”

“What?”

“Why aren’t you saying anything?”

Wonbeom’s frown deepened as he turned to Jingyeom, completely ignoring the man. He was clearly in a foul mood.

“If it’s not true, say so. Even if it is true, say it’s not. I’ll believe you.”

“What…?”

“I’ll believe whatever comes out of your mouth. So just say it’s not true. Tell me to shut that guy up, and I will.”

Jingyeom hid his trembling hands behind his back and clenched them into fists.

However, he couldn’t stop the trembling of his eyes.

“…It’s probably true. There was a lot of evidence.”

“….”

“No matter how much I don’t remember, that doesn’t erase the past.”

That’s why he chose to face it head-on, for the sake of the future Baek Jingyeom who would return, and for his own present self.

“You don’t remember? Are you saying you’ve forgotten me?”

The man’s eyes widened as his voice dropped menacingly.

If Wonbeom hadn’t been there, he might have charged at Jingyeom right then and there.

He even shifted his weight as if to lunge, though he couldn’t move freely due to his injured arm. His persistence was frightening.

“What on earth did Baek Jingyeom do to make him like this….”

It was terrifying.

If he had been walking home alone, the thought of what could have happened in that alley was horrifying.

With this body, he wouldn’t have been able to resist at all.

Jingyeom turned to the man, having made up his mind. But he couldn’t look him in the eye; his gaze instead landed on the man’s arm.

“I know that apologizing doesn’t erase what I did. Honestly… I sent those messages to feel better about myself. Whether you forgive me or not is up to you.”

The man, caught off guard by Jingyeom’s resolve, stared at him, face turning red.

Jingyeom didn’t notice, but Wonbeom did, and he twisted his lips in disgust.

“This bastard…”

Despite the man’s harsh words, his gaze never left Jingyeom.

‘Should I gouge out his eyes?’

That way, he wouldn’t be able to look at Jingyeom anymore.

Unaware of how Wonbeom was watching him, the man continued to stare at Jingyeom.

‘Even now, he looks crazy.’

The man instinctively swallowed hard. Although Jingyeom had a prickly personality, his face alone melted his heart.

He was irresistibly drawn to the bright smile Jingyeom showed when he got what he wanted.

But every time he tried to touch him, Jingyeom would recoil and leave, so he had never been able to lay a hand on him.

Even when the contact between them became sparse, Jingyeom would always reach out again as if nothing had happened after a few days.

He thought this time would be no different, but when there was no contact for an extended period, he started to think something might have actually happened.

After months, the message he received was a lengthy apology.

He was dumbfounded, but at the same time, the thought of seeing that face again made him inexplicably happy.

But after a few exchanges, Jingyeom blocked him without warning, which led him to track him down here.

‘I can’t let him go.’

Jingyeom could feel the man’s gaze becoming more intense in real-time.

Sensing danger instinctively, he moved closer to Wonbeom.

“But what you’re doing now is a crime. You’ve been constantly calling and messaging, and threatening me… Even showing up out of the blue like this.”

“That’s because you ignored my calls!”

“That doesn’t make it right to harass me like this!”

“And what about what you did to me? Wasn’t that a crime?”

At the man’s sneer, Jingyeom bit his lip hard.

Seeing this, Wonbeom grabbed Jingyeom’s cheeks with both hands, pressing firmly. Jingyeom’s lips jutted out, making his eyes widen.

“If you want to bite something, chew on this bastard.”

Wonbeom’s cold gaze turned to the man.

“I’ll crush him.”

Knowing that Wonbeom wasn’t joking, Jingyeom hurriedly wrapped both hands around Wonbeom’s arm, pulling him closer.

He knew that if he let go, the man would be in serious trouble.

Wonbeom, taken aback by Jingyeom’s sudden action, froze.

He usually hated being close to anyone like this, but strangely, it didn’t bother him with Jingyeom.

In fact, he was glad to be close, especially since the thirst he had felt earlier was intensifying.

When Wonbeom didn’t say anything, Jingyeom, growing more anxious, took a step back, pulling him along.

“No hitting!”

“I never said I would.”

“But you said you’d crush him!”

“I didn’t mean that literally.”

But if Jingyeom hadn’t been holding him back, he would have grabbed the man by the collar and dragged him into an alley without CCTV.

Or he would’ve handed him over to Cheongoh, who was on his way, to deal with him in a warehouse.

Unaware of Wonbeom’s thoughts, Jingyeom felt embarrassed for misunderstanding and loosened his grip.

Wonbeom then reached out, wrapping his arm around Jingyeom’s shoulder and pulling him closer.

The man snorted in disbelief.

“You’re completely smitten, aren’t you? How many people have you seduced with that face? There must be others besides this guy, right? How many more are there?”

“Don’t call him a bastard!”

“…What?”

“Is he your bastard? Why are you calling him that?”

The man was momentarily at a loss for words at the odd reprimand.

Earlier, when the other guy called him a bastard, he didn’t say anything, but now he was jumping to his defense.

It was frustrating and made him angrier.

He had done so much for him, and now, out of nowhere, he sends a message saying he wants to return everything he received?

It was absurd.

He couldn’t figure out what had gotten into Jingyeom, but seeing his face made him want to reach out again, only to be blocked.

He was furious. He had come to talk in person, but Jingyeom wouldn’t even look at him.

Grinding his teeth, the man glared at Jingyeom.

“Are you switching sides? You’re calling him ‘hyung’? You must be working really hard on this. Is he not falling for it? Not giving you as much as I did?”

The man’s words were meant to provoke Jingyeom, but the response he got was unexpected.

“I already have him.”

“This bastard—!”

“Don’t call him a bastard.”

Wonbeom tightened his grip, pulling Jingyeom closer.

Jingyeom’s face scrunched up in discomfort as he was already pressed against him.

‘I know I called him my hyung, but what does he mean by ‘our guy’?’

Jingyeom tried to push Wonbeom away, but his weak attempt had no effect.

Wonbeom easily caught Jingyeom’s hands, pinning them down to stop him from moving.

Though Jingyeom’s whining was cute, the fact that someone else was watching made Wonbeom want to kick the man in the face.

“Hyung!”

“Just stay still. Did you forget what I said earlier? If you push me any more, I really won’t be able to hold back.”