When she heard her bedroom door flew open, she know it was Seungri. ‘You forgot to knock!’ she fired at him.

‘What the hell are you talking about just now?’ he fired back.

‘You tell me!’ fighting with the sheet so she could sit up.

Seungri lost his temper. The next thing she knew she lying beneath his weight because he stretched out on top of her like a wrestler, pinning her to the bed.

‘Talk,’ he said tugging the sheet down so he could stare at her. ‘Because I did not sleep with her. And I want to know why you ever believe that I did!’

If she hadn’t seen the proof for herself, Suzy would have to believe him. Seungri looked like he was offended right now.

‘Where were you the night they took me to hospital?’ she challenged icily.

‘Getting drunk,’ he answered instantly. ‘Too miserable to know what I was doing.’

‘I called you….four times!’ Accusing sparks flew from her eyes now. ‘You didn’t even bother to answer me …..not even once!’

Seungri tried to recall about that night. ‘Changsung found me and bring me home,’ he recounted. ‘I don’t remember any phone calls. I don’t remember anything much about that night.’

‘So you say that b***h hid in your closet, waiting the right time to jump on you once you passed out on the bed?’

He looked stunned. ‘You saw that?’

‘Of course I saw that!’ Suzy tried to wriggle out from beneath him.

‘Stay still.’ Suzy saw him wince.

To her annoyance she went perfectly still beneath him. ‘She was sending me your ‘passionate’ pictures with her.’

Seungri become stoic and his face turned pale in a second.

He suddenly rolled away from her and stand still by the bed, staring at nothing. His action has stirred anxious feeling in Suzy’s chest.

‘Seungri?’ she called him out of concern. 

Seungri didn’t even hear her. An image of his best friend, Changsung suddenly appear across his eyes. His mind registering all sort information as described by Suzy. Him… Anna….pictures…. who had been sent that …..

As if he was a drunk, Seungri left the room without saying a single word.