40 - Traitor
Jieung-yong's lips went from ear to ear. He chuckled in the same tone I used to laugh at Xiao's or Henriette's jokes. How could he be happy to do this? Jieung-yong, I thought. What made you become like this? As he stepped toward me with his polished shoes, I retreated while shaking, "Please, tell me you're not going to obey that order." He didn't answer. The man I spared from death in an authoritarian country became my executioner in a free country. I should have known he changed since he electrified me in my right flank. Talking wouldn't walk on him. It'd be a better idea to just run for my life. Running away like a coward was my specialty, right? Jieung-yong always said so. I glanced at the doors, overflowing with journalists. I could sneak in, but... Jieung-yong wouldn't hesitate el
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