“……!”

“You’ve got to be kidding me!”

Hong In-ah’s voice erupted furiously over the phone, but Heeju, in contrast, grew unnervingly calm. Her chest rose and fell with measured, deliberate breaths as she tried to steady herself. At least outwardly, her expression appeared composed.

In-ah’s assumption, however dramatic, didn’t make sense. STDs? Absolutely not. Heeju’s jaw tightened as she gripped the steering wheel harder.

“I’m telling you, it’s not like that.”

“What? Not like that? Are you serious? He’s been to the urologist before!”

“……”