The Secretary's Resignation Letter

“Yes, well done. Now there’s nothing left for our Haewon to worry about.” Taegun chuckled lowly, stroking his chin. Haewon collapsed on the spot, lips trembling and crusted with dried blood. Perfect control disguised as consideration. He had tightened his grip on the leash of Haewon's family, fastening an eternal shackle around him. Haewon felt his breath hitch. How did it ever come to this? “Do you think I can’t escape just because of this?” Taegun let out a scoff. “When the result is the same, why does the process matter? Whether you despise me or hate me, in the end, you will be in my house, on my bed, carrying my child.” “Who says I’ll have your child!” “No? You will. Just as I h...