CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY TWO

“Wh—what nonsense is this?” I couldn't believe my ears. “They can't take my movies down, that's unacceptable.”

“I'm glad they did, you were showing too much, and I didn't like the way that Minjun kept looking at you, ‘I'm so lucky to have you,’ does he know what I went through just to have you?”

“Wait, are you behind this? Did you ask them to take down my movies?” I turned to him and pointed at him. He couldn't deny it, his face said it all. “How could you? This—this is my career?” I said pointing to the TV.

“Career?” he laughed. “Since when has acting become your career? From what I remember, my wife is a lawyer—a good lawyer. I'm sure this acting was all Minjun’s doing,” he said. I looked at him, unable to say anything. I knew I would end up insulting him if I forced myself to say anything, so I focused on calming down and listening.

“Did he force you?” he asked. I just looked at him with a confused face. “That bastard, how come I haven't come across you on the internet? Jardin sa