Prey - Chapter 73
As Hyunwoo set up the table in front of Jeonghan by taking out the stacked glasses and dishes one by one, he lifted a bottle of alcohol.
“I’ll pour you a drink!”
Hyunwoo poured the alcohol into Jeonghan’s glass with a respectful demeanor.
The staff members were focused on that scene.
The moment Jeonghan entered, all the gazes in the Japanese restaurant were directed at him. Faces filled with strange excitement and anticipation were watching Jeonghan.
So that’s what innate elegance looks like.
Even those who saw Jeonghan for the first time, as well as those who had seen him once before, let out a sigh in awe of his dignity and intimidating presence.
“Would you like to say a few words?”
“No, please go ahead, Deputy Director.”
Hyunwoo gestured toward the staff, and Do Jeonghan conceded as if it was his turn.
“Then I will.”
As Jung Hyunwoo cleared his throat briefly, the staff members with empty glasses discreetly refilled each other’s drinks.
“Alright! Now that the director has arrived, let’s all raise our glasses and toast to the success of our project!”
“Toasting!”
Glasses clinked together again from various corners of the room.
Suhyeon quietly placed her half-empty glass on the table.
‘…What’s going on?’
Just a moment ago, she had been perfectly fine, but ever since Do Jeonghan sat next to her, she suddenly felt the effects of alcohol creeping in. It was alarmingly overwhelming.
No matter how hard she tried to focus, her head was spinning, and her heart raced.
Sigh, seriously…
Suhyeon bit her lip gently.
She didn’t want to appear drunk next to Jeonghan. Plus, they were in a work gathering.
Even during the countless company dinners before her marriage when she worked at Cheonyeong, Suhyeon had never shown signs of being drunk.
Alcohol wasn’t that strong for her, but she managed it with sheer willpower.
‘So why am I feeling so dizzy now?’
Suhyeon briefly looked around as if to clear her head.
Though everyone seemed to be listening intently, she could feel that all their gazes were fixed on Jeonghan.
Especially Yoon Bora, the bride-to-be, who looked at Jeonghan with sparkling eyes as if she were at a fan signing event for her favorite celebrity.
‘Is it really to that extent…?’
As Suhyeon tried to suppress her rising intoxication, she noticed that other female employees weren’t much different from Yoon Bora. They all looked at Jeonghan with envious eyes.
Suhyeon’s gaze shifted to Jeonghan, who was listening to Jung Hyunwoo.
‘I can see why.’
Suhyeon let out a small sigh.
The term “sculpted” seemed made for a man like him, with his perfectly smooth forehead, high nose, delicate lips, and a jawline that formed a perfect harmony in his face.
Even up close, his flawless skin, without a single blemish, only reinforced the impression of being sculpted.
‘…Am I really drunk?’
Trying to divert her gaze from the man who captivated her more than usual, Suhyeon deliberately looked away and reached for the water cup on the table.
At that moment, her hand brushed against Jeonghan’s knuckles.
“Ah, s-sorry…”
As Suhyeon was about to say “I’m sorry,” she swallowed her words the instant she met Jeonghan’s gaze.
“!”
In his eyes, which were looking directly at her from right beside her, there was a familiar spark.
Thump, thump.
Seeing the warm, flickering flame made Suhyeon’s heart begin to race strongly.
‘Is it because I’m drunk? Why is my heart beating so fast?’
Flustered, she belatedly shifted her gaze, but she could feel the heat rising to her cheeks.
She paused.
Suhyeon felt Jeonghan’s hand touch hers beneath the table.
“!”
What is this guy doing right now?
Her eyes flickered with confusion at the secretive caress.
She quickly tried to pull her hand away, but the man’s grip was faster.
Gasp.
Suhyeon inhaled sharply.
Jeonghan held her hand tightly and subtly traced his fingers over her ringless ring finger.
‘What are you doing…!’
Suhyeon looked straight ahead with eyes stained by embarrassment.
Across from her, Jung Hyunwoo was still happily delivering a lengthy speech.
Trying to hide her bewilderment, Suhyeon glanced at Jeonghan, who was leisurely looking at Hyunwoo.
His expression was as if he were doing nothing more than touching a woman’s fingers beneath the table during a work gathering.
Suhyeon attempted to pull away several times, but Jeonghan’s masculine grip firmly restrained her hand, posing a secretive threat.
A threat about not wearing a ring.
‘To intimidate me like this…’
The intention behind blatantly touching her bare ring finger was undoubtedly a form of intimidation.
Suhyeon’s face flushed awkwardly, fearing someone might see them, when
Hyunwoo said, “Alright, now it’s the director’s turn to say a few words.”
Only after the gazes of everyone focused on Jeonghan did her hand finally free itself from under the table.
