Flowers Are Bait Novel - Chapter 148

“As I’ve already said, don’t drink it unless it’s absolutely necessary.”

The doctor hesitated, offering him a bottle of medicine, but his hand still held on, unwilling to let go.

Kwon Chaewoo disregarded the doctor’s warning and snatched the bottle of medicine.

He used the excuse of going to the store, so he had to hurry back.

“It’s better to sleep!”

The doctor called out after him.

“You shouldn’t use it indiscriminately…”

The door slammed shut, and the world suddenly became strangely quiet. His tightly furrowed brow also relaxed.

As he walked down the hospital corridor, his phone vibrated. Kwon Chaewoo answered.

“Kwon Giseok, no movement.”

“What about So Yiyeon?”

“She’s tending the garden.”

Kwon Chaewoo clicked his tongue.

“She’s truly a puppy.”

“Young Master.”

Just then, Jang Beomhee called him anxiously. Kwon Chaewoo frowned, as if he had anticipated what was about to happen.

“How about we go back, and you don’t take the medicine anymore? I’ll prepare everything immediately.”

…

Kwon Chaewoo showed no emotion on his face, as if he wasn’t even on the phone.

“No matter how I think about it, I still believe staying in Hwaido is a waste of time. Young Master, just don’t think about So Yiyeon anymore and get a good night’s sleep. I’ll take you home.”

As he gradually recovered more memories, the illusion that So Yiyeon could cure his narcolepsy began to fade. The emotional connection he once had for her weakened day by day, and finally, that chain completely broke.

It was his absolute instinct, and Kwon Chaewoo hadn’t slept for days to avoid being caught.

“Wasn’t Young Master’s original goal Kwon Giseok?”

“That’s right.”

His family was trying to turn the youngest son, who returned after ten years, into a member suitable for the family.

That family, which maintained relationships with outdated traditions, always emphasized unity, but for the boy living under the name of Yoon Jooha’s son, it meant nothing.

Kwon Chaewoo constantly denied his blood ties and chose to live in solitude.

When the man who had stopped playing chess became a hound, he began to dig deep into Yoon Jooha, his mother, as if he had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

And he discovered that the reason his parents confined Yoon Jooha in the basement was not just out of anger.

Yoon Jooha was the only survivor of the illegal human experiments conducted by the Sooguk Pharmaceutical Corporation.

When she was about ten years old, thanks to a kind laboratory friend, she fortunately escaped and found a sponsor who helped her develop her musical talent.

She cast aside the memories of torture and grew into a beautiful young woman. However, when she began teaching musical art to the talented Kwon Giseok, her past gradually crept back into her mind.

When she discovered that the Kwon family was the true owner of Sooguk Pharmaceutical Corporation, Yoon Jooha, at the age of 21, was swallowed by the nightmare of her past.

The painful screams, the starving little brother, the moldy basement. All those images flooded her whenever she passed by the Kwon family’s luxurious garden and saw Kwon Giseok in his expensive private school uniform.

Yoon Jooha had a kind heart, but she made a desperate choice: she hid the Kwon family’s three-year-old son in her cello case and fled, just one year after becoming Kwon Giseok’s music teacher.

Her revenge plan had flaws from the beginning.

Instead of harming the child, she raised him with love.

Kwon Chaewoo felt obligated to complete the unfinished mission of the woman who had raised him.

“Am I the only one in Korea who hates the Kwon family?”

Was there really no one who opposed their method of absolute obedience?

The main task of these people was essentially to be hounds, so once Kwon Chaewoo gained control of this group, he would often secretly recruit them.

What Kwon Chaewoo had harbored for a long time.

That was the dissolution of the Kwon family.

“Yes, so do we really have to ruin Young Master’s body just to deceive So Yiyeon?”

“Just to deceive her.”

He repeated Jang Beomhee’s words, without any emotion.

“Honestly, it doesn’t really matter. But,” Kwon Chaewoo slowly stopped walking and finally halted. “Lately, she pretends to smile, but her eyes tell a different story.”

“…What did Young Master say?”

“You know the procedure, Beomhee.”

Kwon Chaewoo inhaled the scent of antiseptic alcohol.

“The way animals react when they realize they’re about to be slaughtered.”

“The meat gets tougher the more they struggle.”

Kwon Chaewoo said, his eyes flashing as he looked out the window. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, trying to remain calm.

“I haven’t waited until now just to eat bad meat.”

He closed his eyes. His voice was calm.