Outside the hospital, Ga-On sat in a daze, his tears mixing with the blood that stained his trembling hands. The weight of the tragedy that had unfolded inside the house bore down on him, leaving him in a state of shock and despair.
Clutching the mobile phone tightly, Ga-On's trembling fingers hovered over the screen. The only calls on the device were labeled as "YH." With a heavy heart and a sinking feeling, Ga-On pressed the call button, his breath caught in his throat as he waited for a response.
The moment Yo-han's voice came through the phone, Ga-On's world shattered. Tears streamed down his face as he struggled to comprehend the enormity of the revelation. The man he had defended, trusted, and believed in had been the mastermind behind Minister Cha's murder and the attempt on Soo-Hyun's life.
Ga-On's cries and screams of despair pierced the night, a heart-wrenching expression of the betrayal and anguish that consumed him. The truth had come at a devastating cost, leaving Ga-On to grapple with the shattered ideals and broken trust that had defined his relationship with Yo-han.
As Ga-On grappled with the shocking revelation of Yo-han's involvement in the murder of Minister Cha and the attempt on Soo-Hyun's life, his mind raced with questions and suspicions.
He couldn't help but recall the interactions he had witnessed between Yo-han and his loyal team members, the camaraderie that had once seemed unbreakable. Now, he wondered if they were all involved in this web of deceit and violence.
Yo-han's previous advice echoed in Ga-On's mind like a haunting refrain. The enigmatic judge had urged Ga-On to cut Soo-Hyun out of his life for the sake of their mission, a mission that had now unraveled into a nightmare.
But another piece of Yo-han's counsel resurfaced as well-a piece that held the glimmer of a plan, a way forward. "To survive this hell," Yo-han had said, "make those responsible pay."
In a moment of intense rage and grief, Ga-on stormed into the mansion, his eyes filled with an unquenchable fury. His hand gripped a knife tightly, a symbol of his overwhelming desire for retribution. But this wasn't the first time he had been driven to such extreme measures.
As Ga-on rushed toward Yo-han with the blade, Yo-han, ever calm and composed, effortlessly seized hold of the knife's blade, "Are you sure you won't regret it?" Yo-han asked, his voice steady. "I can die if that's what you want, but you'll regret it for the rest of your life."
Tears welled up in Ga-on's eyes as he struggled to maintain his composure. The pain and anger that had consumed him threatened to overflow. "You tried to kill Soo-hyun, didn't you?" he accused, his voice trembling with grief and accusation.
Yo-han attempted to calm Ga-on down, recognizing the torrent of emotions that raged within him. "I understand you're hurting," he began, "and you need someone to blame."
But Ga-on, unable to contain his anguish any longer, cut him off with a harsh command. "Shut up," he retorted, his voice shaking with anger and despair. "I saw the evidence myself."
"Ga-on, you know how misleading supposed evidence can be," Yo-han asserted, his voice steady despite the turmoil surrounding them.
But Ga-on, his emotions running high, wasn't swayed. He fired back with a piercing accusation that cut to the heart of their shared history. "You also killed Isaac, didn't you?" Ga-on demanded, his voice raw with anger and grief.
As the tension inside the mansion reached its breaking point, a sudden intrusion shattered the fragile standoff between Ga-on and Yo-han. Justice Min, accompanied by a group of police officers, stormed into the room, their presence a stark reminder of the mounting accusations and chaos that had engulfed their lives.
Yo-han's gaze, once filled with a mixture of emotions, now settled on Ga-on with a profound sense of betrayal. The police officers moved swiftly, their actions unmistakable, as they arrested Yo Han for the alleged murder of Minister Cha.
"Ga-on," Yo-han implored, "do you truly believe I killed Isaac and Minister Cha? That I used you, lied to you about everything?"
As Ga-on's conflicted eyes darted between Yo-han and the arresting officers, the tension in the room was disrupted by the arrival of an unexpected guest, Sun-ah.
"It's the first time I've ever seen that look in Yo-han's eyes," she remarked, her tone dripping with irony.
Justice Min, ever the diplomat, bowed respectfully as he acknowledged her presence. "Welcome, Chairwoman Jung," he intoned.
Both Yo-han and Ga-on stared in astonishment at the revelation of Sun-ah's true identity. The pieces of the puzzle fell into place as Sun-ah continued, her voice laced with intrigue.
"Ga-on looking like Isaac may be a coincidence," she mused, "but it's no coincidence he ended up working with Yo-han."
In the midst of Ga-on's growing panic he turned his eyes towards Justice Min but Sun-ah intercepted him, her presence a formidable obstacle.
"You're the weakness I created for Yo-han," Sun-ah declared, her words carrying a weight of manipulation and control.
As Ga-on's mind raced, he began to connect the dots, realizing that the reality he had known was a carefully fabricated illusion.
Rushing to the police, Ga-on attempted to plead his case, to reveal the truth about Sun-ah's involvement.
"It's no use," Yo-han intoned, his voice heavy with resignation. "They all work for her."
The situation inside the mansion had escalated to a harrowing climax.
Sun-ah's ruthless enforcers had brutally attacked Ga-On, leaving him battered and bloodied on the floor. Blood oozed from his mouth as he struggled to maintain consciousness.
Sun-ah, her face twisted with a chilling sense of satisfaction, approached Yo-han, a grim reminder of her promises to make him pay a heavy price for his actions. The men, under her command, held Ga-On in a cruel grip, their violence leaving him defenseless.
Amidst the cries and commotion, Yo-Han's voice trembled with fear and desperation, "Sun-ah tell them to stop it."
Ga-On was dragged and slammed onto a wooden study table, his body wracked with pain. It took three men to restrain Yo-han, who screamed desperately for Sun-ah to spare Ga-On.
As Sun-ah brandished a small knife, the room filled with tension and fear. Sweat covered Ga-On's face, mingling with the blood that continued to flow from his injuries.
The commotion reached Elijah's ears, and she ventured out of her room, calling out to Ga-On. But Jae-hee intercepted Elijah, locking her in her room.
Yo-han's desperation escalated as he screamed for Ga-On, attempting to break free from the men restraining him.
Sun-ah issued a chilling ultimatum, demanding that Yo-han confess to ordering Minister Cha's death on a live broadcast.
Ga-On cried out for him not to accept the false confession. A harsh slap from Sun-ah silenced him, tears mixing with the blood and sweat on his face.
In a heart-wrenching moment of sacrifice, Yo-han, with tears in his eyes, agreed to Sun-ah's demand, willing to do anything to save Ga-On's life.
Sun-ah initiated the live broadcast.
Yo-han bowed before the camera, his eyes shifting between the lens and Ga-On, who remained on the floor, his spirit crushed and tears silently streaming down his face, "I ordered Minister Cha's death. I am the one responsible."
Seeing the love and devotion in Yo-han's eyes as they remained fixed on Ga-On, her jealousy reached its peak. She aimed her weapon at Ga-On, her finger on the trigger, "I wish you well in hell."
But in a selfless act of protection and love, Yo-han jumped in front of Ga-On, taking the bullet meant for him. The room was filled with the deafening sound of the gunshot.
"Such a touching sacrifice." Sun-ah departed, leaving behind a scene of devastation and shattered lives, with Ga-On's tears of despair falling like silent raindrops in the room now filled with darkness and sorrow.
"Yo-Han!" Ga-On's anguished cry filled the room as Yo-Han's body hit the ground. Overwhelmed by fear and desperation, Ga-On rushed forward and knelt beside him, his trembling hands desperately trying to stem the bleeding.
To be continued...
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