“Did you tell me now?”
“Oh, no.”
Hyeon-jun was momentarily embarrassed, but straightened up his expression.
Anyway, Ronnie’s voice in my head was not easily adapted.
“It’s not what. The doctor and I are the only ones here.”
As she spoke, she took off her hat and mask.
His expression was as cold as his voice.
No, it was a bleak face that couldn’t even be called an expression, but it didn’t matter.
Even Hyeon-jun, who is on the quiet side with a woman’s appearance, felt that a person who looked like this had no choice but to become a celebrity.
Even though he had no makeup on, he was more beautiful than any woman he had encountered in the three years in the clinic.
“Actually, you look really beautiful.”
At that moment, the despondency of her expression faded a little.
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