Jo-Pil, ahem, I mean, I was just a simple sales manager who was more than satisfied with my way of living, thank you very much.

But my simple way of living came crashing down like the heavy materials I was counting on my night shift, crushed me and my simple life, and then landed me in a novel I had read back when I was still a Freshman at university.

And to make it all worse, it just happened to be the kind of novel that readers would wish to get into and crack the skull of the various sadistic love interests as well as the stubborn main character who just didn't know when to sit still.

Ugh.

But what was even worse than that was the fact that I, Jo-Pil, had become the freaking main character. Yeah, you got that right. I was the poor, hopeless Omega whose role in the novel was to be a weak, helpless, yet stubborn guy who was sold for his huge debt, bought by four powerful Alphas in order to become a breeding machine.

They might as well make me their baby mama while they were at it, don't you think?

But there was no way I was going to live up to that role. Seriously, why resist being showered with the luxury of life and getting hurt when I could just give them a little neck massage, say a few sweet words to compliment them, and then lie on my back with sun shades on and juice in hand, relaxing for the rest of my life?

Maybe it's not as easy as it sounds but I could make it work. I was sure I could.

With four powerful Alphas ruling the country at my mercy, I could do anything.

But... Were they really at my mercy, though?

I mean, I was the one whose huge debt got paid off, right?

Welp, maybe I was getting a little over my head. What to do?

"Then, what happens if you get pregnant after your heat?"


I can absolutely see myself trying to hide because it scares me but then why am I scared? Why am I hiding? This isn't the original plot.


"I guess, I can think of that when it happens because right now... I don't know." I said, smiling dryly.


Seo-Jun saw my dry smile and then shook his head.


"And Seo-Jun, can you... Help me schedule a meeting with a therapist tomorrow?" I asked and his eyes widened in shock. "I know it might be hard for you, and it doesn't sit well with you, but... I think I need to speak to one soon. If you can, please get me one that doesn't disclose clients' information even at gunpoint. An Omega, one that's middle-aged or older and... One that's kind. I need a therapist like that."


Chapter 415 - Why wouldn't I think of you all the time?