Chapter 38
Chapter 38
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 38
Chapter Title: Crossed Fates (2)
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Mr. Choi handed over the USB drive.
Lee Sin-a accepted it with an anxious expression.
At the look in her eyes demanding an explanation, Mr. Choi finally spoke.
"...I'm sorry. I really didn't want to show you this..."
"Pardon?"
"It'll be a huge shock to you."
"What's on it?"
"..."
"What's... on... it?"
"A video."
"...What kind of vid—wait a second."
Haa... haa... Lee Sin-a let out ragged breaths.
Her eyes welled up with tears as she stared at the USB.
Her hand clutching it trembled uncontrollably.
"Th-this... is it what I think it is... that kind of video?"
"...Yes."
"A recording of my husband cheating?"
"Yes. Exactly."
"Why... why do you have it? How did you get it?"
"...As you know, ma'am, I'm involved in the underworld these days. Borrowing their power to fulfill your request is nothing to me."
"...You had him tailed?"
"Yes. After you exposed your husband's affair, I put someone on him and obtained this video file."
"..."
Lee Sin-a stared blankly.
She murmured softly.
"Why... why show this to me?"
"If I said it was to reveal the truth... that'd just be an excuse. Honestly, covering the whole thing up and letting you reconcile with your husband would be the easy way to complete the job. No, this is just my personal desire."
"Desire...? What desire?"
"My desire to have you, ma'am. Even if it hurts you or breaks you, I want you ruined in my arms. A selfish, wicked greed like that."
Lee Sin-a pressed her lips tight and stared intently at Mr. Choi.
Her gaze soon dropped to the USB in her hand.
With hollow eyes, she plugged it into the computer and stared at the folder labeled 'Jeong Hyeon-jae Adultery Evidence'.
Just seeing those words—'Jeong Hyeon-jae Adultery Evidence'—made her chest ache and tears flow.
-Click.
Lee Sin-a double-clicked the folder.
Inside was a single video file. The thumbnail showed a naked man and woman locked in doggy-style sex.
The moment she saw it, tears burst from her eyes.
"Ahhh... ugh... guh... huhuhu..."
Lee Sin-a squeezed her eyes shut.
She wiped away the endless tears with her sleeve and shook her head furiously.
Then she lifted her head again to face the wretched reality.
"..."
A man and woman in doggy-style position.
The man's face was her husband, Jeong Hyeon-jae.
The woman taking it from behind was Lee Ha-young.
Lee Sin-a took in the lewd, debauched sex act with both eyes.
Suddenly, memories of her own sticky sex with Mr. Choi overlapped with the thumbnail.
Right. I'm no different from her. And you're just the same kind of man.
Steeling herself with those thoughts, Lee Sin-a double-clicked the video.
The frozen thumbnail sprang to life with obscene motion.
The woman's sticky moans echoed through the quiet room.
"Hng! Ung! Ahng! Haang! Ang! Hawook! Hng! Ah, Uncle...!"
Lee Ha-young's breasts jiggling with every thrust.
Sweat trickling down their bodies.
Her husband, utterly lost in the sex.
Even though she'd braced herself, the video's raw realism stabbed at her heart.
"Kuhuhuk..."
Her husband's dick, rock-hard like a fish in water.
In that instant, fury brought fresh tears.
Lee Sin-a frantically wiped away the tears clouding her vision, determined to check one last thing.
She cleared her teary eyes and focused on her husband's nape.
Staring hard at the spot where his hair met his neck, searching for the large mole.
And at last—
"Ha... haha..."
Lee Sin-a spotted it.
The prominent mole on the man's nape in the video.
-Click.
Lee Sin-a shut off the video right then.
She just stared blankly at the floor for a long while.
Mr. Choi watched her quietly, a smile playing on his lips.
She had no choice but to fall for it. I'd prepared too thoroughly.
The file on the USB he'd shown her.
It was actually a fake video made by hiring a video manipulation expert.
Just a deceptive deepfake, nothing more.
Even so, Lee Sin-a fell for this fake because the face-swapping was so seamless it was indistinguishable from real, and thanks to Jeong Seong-min's cooperation.
That file he handed over was the killing blow.
Jeong Seong-min's close cooperation.
It amounted to nothing more than handing over a digital album.
Photos and countless videos of Jeong Seong-min's family over the years.
That was all his cooperation entailed.
But with that material, Mr. Choi created a deepfake video indistinguishable from reality and found an actor who matched his body perfectly.
Of course, Lee Ha-young starred as herself—no stand-in needed.
She'd devolved into a trash slave who obeyed any order without question.
In any case, Mr. Choi had used Jeong Seong-min's files and a video expert to craft this fake, and now Lee Sin-a was completely fooled, her mind crumbling.
And no prey was easier than a woman whose spirit had broken.
Mr. Choi licked his lips and approached the dazed Lee Sin-a.
Feeling his presence, she slowly turned to look at him.
Her pupils were lifeless.
"Doctor. What... should I do now?"
Lee Sin-a's soulless question.
Mr. Choi answered.
"Lean on me."
"..."
Deep into the night.
His eyes burning with desire for her.
Shining like a beacon in the dark room.
Lee Sin-a spoke.
"Because... you want to have me?"
...Silence.
But his eyes said it all.
Still, Lee Sin-a demanded a verbal answer.
Because if he just said it, she'd gladly yield.
"...Yes. That's right."
The confirmation from him.
Lee Sin-a gazed at the man before her.
She quietly met the eyes that desired her.
His gaze alone set her body aflame.
A predator's stare devouring her, an absolute one's that pierced straight through.
Now, there was no reason to refuse it.
The fragile pillar holding her up had collapsed; she had no strength left to resist.
She could indulge in the pleasure he offered without guilt.
Here today, she'd gained righteous justification. No more nights tormenting herself as a flawed woman.
Whatever happens now, fine by me.
She'd held back.
Countless times she'd wanted to cling to him, bury herself in his arms, but guilt lingering in her heart had forced restraint.
And even with all that restraint, she'd still melted into him so much.
What would happen if she fully unlocked that?
Tonight, she'd probably learn her own limits.
Lee Sin-a breathed heavily, excited, and spoke.
"Let's go to your place, Doctor. I want to be ruined in your arms."
***
One hour later.
Jung Hyun-jae was calling his wife.
He'd let her go, then chased after her too late, but couldn't find her.
Her reaction when he'd brought up 'Lee Ha-young' nagged at him.
Her response was off. Like she knew something...
-Riiiing... riiiing... riiiing...
The call rang on endlessly.
His wife still wasn't picking up.
Jung Hyun-jae fiddled unconsciously with the wedding band on his left ring finger.
A gut feeling, or instinct.
An inexpressible unease gripped his nape.
-Click.
"Hello..."
Her voice came through as the call connected.
Jung Hyun-jae sighed in relief and replied into the receiver.
***
"You vanished like that and had me worried sick. Where are you?"
Her husband's voice from the phone.
Lee Sin-a gripped the bedsheet tightly.
Talking on the phone while enduring Mr. Choi's cock stuffed deep inside her wasn't easy.
"Ugh... ungh... r-right... now... I'm exercising."
"Exercising? Suddenly?"
Her husband's bewildered voice.
It was understandable.
Disappearing out of nowhere was weird enough, and now this exercise excuse?
"It's... important... hnght. Exercise."
"..."
Silence from her husband.
Lee Sin-a trembled in doggy-style, feeling Mr. Choi's cock.
At that moment, Mr. Choi smirked and rubbed a finger against her anus.
Her back arched sharply.
"Ha-wook!♥"
"H-honey?"
"Ah... th-the, p-position... is tough..."
"Oh... right, you're exercising."
"Yeah..."
"..."
Her husband fell silent again.
Mr. Choi didn't miss the opening.
He flashed another sleazy grin and smack! slapped her ass.
".....!"
