WON YIWON was crying.
Well, he wasn't full-on bawling.
Even so, seeing tears roll down his cheeks made Viki's heart ache.
Did he cry like this when Ahn Navi 'died?'
Ah, that poked her conscience.
"Why are you crying?" Viki asked, turning around. Fortunately, Won Yiwon finally let her wiggle out of his embrace. "Are you hurt?"
"I'm not crying."
"Yes, you are."
Won Yiwon knitted his eyebrows, and then he touched his cheeks.
His eyes widened a bit when he realized that, yes, his cheeks were wet because he was crying silently.
He didn't realize that he was crying?
"This is your fault, Via."
"Don't give me a pet name," Viki complained, crossing her arms over her chest. "So, who made you cry? Which bastard should I beat up for you?"
Won Yiwon raised an eyebrow.
"I just wanted to say that famous line from cliché romantic books at least once," Viki said, smirking. "Did I sound like a female alpha? I think being a femme fatale totally suits me."
