"So, you're planning to use your delusional obsession to disrupt my normal life? Don't you think this is incredibly selfish?" Ji Yu had never considered going back to the past or continuing to live in its memories.
She was very happy now, and there was already someone she genuinely liked by her side, so why entangle herself with him all over again?
"Yu, this isn't selfishness. I'm merely fighting for myself. I know you must be feeling deeply uncomfortable right now, but all I did was something I wanted to do."
Sometimes Ji Yu wanted to slap him outright. If a man like him didn't count as selfish, then who did?
"I want to leave here. And I'd appreciate it if you told your people to leave immediately, or we'll both go down together."
She pulled out the petite handgun she had prepared long ago.
"Yu, do you really think a mere little handgun could take my life?" He had never feared death—what he feared was simply not being as happy as he had imagined.
