SOHEE flinched while listening to the echoes of the sound of Kim Heedo's punches hitting Park Mansu.
To be honest, he was starting to get uncomfortable.
Park Mansu was already unconscious, and yet Kim Heedo was straddling the deadbeat's hips while beating him up nonstop.
It's not that I care about my father— but I don't want my husband to be a murderer.
Park Mansu wasn't worth it.
"What are you doing?" Sohee complained to the bodyguards. "Stop Kim Heedo and get Park Mansu out of my sight."
At first, the bodyguards hesitated.
But when Kang Sul— who was finally up after getting sent flying earlier— moved, the others followed suit.
Kang Sul and at least four bodyguards tried to separate Kim Heedo from Park Mansu.
However, it was to no avail.
Kim Heedo was physically stronger than any of those bodyguards.
Sohee should have expected that.
Even Heedo's pheromones smell strange.
He felt bad while watching Kim Heedo push the bodyguards who put their hands on him.
