Marriage with the Beast Senior - Chapter 25

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Chapter 25

Silence fell.

Yoomin squeezed her eyes shut.

Her eyelids trembled with anger that still hadn’t subsided.

Really…

How embarrassing.

What is my life even.

How could I show such a terrible side of myself to my first love, my senior.

But she didn’t want to endure it anymore either.

How long did she have to suffer such ridiculous humiliation from people like Kim Byeongtae because of Grandmother’s tyranny. She wanted to end it now.

At Yoomin’s anger, Byeongtae just opened and closed his mouth like a carp.

Soon his face turned red and he stomped over.

Then he raised his hand high above Yoomin’s head.

He seemed to have done this many times before, wielding violence without any awkwardness.

Even though he was a complete stranger to her.

Thanks to Grandmother and Hong Suji, she could confidently say she had built up tolerance to being slapped, so she squeezed her eyes shut and gritted her teeth.

However, nothing happened to her.

Rather than a fierce and painful blow, only a warm yet heart-stirring dizzying scent wafted into her nostrils.

Yoomin opened her eyes one at a time.

Soon she saw Kim Byeongtae trembling as he looked not at her, but above her.

Huh…?

Yoomin slowly raised her gaze upward.

Only then did she realize that Jaejun, who had been behind her, had quickly approached and blocked Kim Byeongtae’s hand.

Byeongtae’s face had turned red as a beet from how hard he was straining to free his caught hand.

However, Jaejun seemed to have no intention of letting him go.

Soon Byeongtae shouted and cursed.

“You fucking bastard! Let go!”

Unlike Byeongtae who was making a fuss like a fish flopping out of water, the man who had protected her from behind seemed very calm.

Then.

With his other hand that wasn’t holding Kim Byeongtae, he grabbed Yoomin’s arm and pulled her to the side.

Suddenly distanced from the two men, Yoomin covered her mouth and watched the scene.

She had never thought Seol Jaejun would help her to this extent.

And it was devastating that he had become involved in her affairs like this.

However, what struck her most was the feeling of relief – that at least I won’t get hit, at least I won’t be dragged somewhere.

“Let go!”

Then the lesson room door opened.

And Haneul shouted while sobbing.

“Hyung!”

Seeing his brother clearly fighting with a man, Haneul cried loudly.

The director who came out a step late took Haneul back into the lesson room.

Then he left the door slightly open and waved his phone while moving his lips.

It seemed like he meant he would call 112.

Yoomin thought for a moment and shook her head.

In this situation, Jaejun could end up in an unfavorable position.

“Let go, you bastard!”

Meanwhile, Kim Byeongtae continued to throw a fit, telling him to let go.

As he wished, Jaejun suddenly released his wrist.

“Huh? Whoa! Hey, you son of a…”

He must have been held so tightly that as soon as Jaejun let go of his hand, he lost his balance and fell hard on his bottom.

Feeling very embarrassed, Byeongtae sprang back up like a roly-poly toy.

However, when he actually got up and saw Jaejun’s tall height and solid build, he hesitated.

“You, you bastard!”

“If you had time to remember my face, you should have remembered what I said too.”

For the first time, Jaejun spoke to him.

“…What, what are you saying…!”

“She doesn’t eat small fry like you.”

“…”

“So stop hovering around Hong Yoomin.”

Jaejun suddenly lowered his posture and knelt in front of him.

As their faces got close, Byeongtae flinched in surprise.

“If you come to Hong Yoomin asking her to marry you one more time without knowing your place.”

“…”

“I’ll kill you.”

Jaejun said it calmly.

Perhaps very easily, as if joking.

It might have been words carelessly thrown out because he thought this was an opponent who couldn’t stand against him.

However, to Yoomin who was beside them, it sounded so reassuring.

Her heart pounded hard as if the senior who had always protected her during university had returned.

Then Jaejun took out a business card from his jacket pocket.

He stuck it right into the outer pocket of Byeongtae’s jacket.

“You’re very upset about today and want to come back and cause trouble again.”

“…”

“You want to have Hong Yoomin, and you want revenge on me.”

“…”

“Then check the business card I put in. From now on, see who you’re dealing with before you act up.”

Jaejun treated Byeongtae, who was probably ten years older than Yoomin or even himself, like a child.

And Byeongtae, who had been muttering “fucking bastard” repeatedly, checked the business card Jaejun had stuck in his jacket pocket.

Soon he looked at the business card once and at Jaejun’s face once, as if he couldn’t believe it.

Still not believing it, he looked at Jaejun’s face again and checked the business card.

Had even the faint trace of remaining rationality disappeared from panic?

“Sh-shit. You’re lying. Are you a con artist?”

His voice trembled as he spoke.

Jaejun slowly stood up in that state.

Byeongtae glanced at Jaejun with a restless face, then suddenly passed by him, opened the academy door and left.

The way he left without even glancing at her suggested that the business card Jaejun had given him was quite shocking.

What did he see to react like that?

Really… is he the son of an organized crime boss who rules South Korea?

Was my guess right?

That’s when it happened.

Jaejun turned toward Yoomin.

Yoomin unconsciously stepped backward.

It wasn’t because she was afraid of Jaejun, but because she didn’t know how to face him after experiencing such a situation, and her desire to run away kicked in.

However, he didn’t say anything to Yoomin.

He didn’t pressure her to explain what this situation was about.

He just examined the area where Byeongtae had pushed her chest earlier.

“Does it hurt anywhere?”

He asked about her condition.

Yoomin shook her head and unconsciously spoke up.

“…The way you did a background check on me so quickly, and how you already had influence with the moneylenders…”

One of Jaejun’s eyes narrowed sharply.

“Just a moment ago, Chairman Kim Byeongtae saw your business card and ran away…”

Jaejun stared intently at her lips, waiting for what she would say next.

“Are you perhaps… the son of organized crime? Or have you already taken over?”

It was a thought she had been having ever since meeting him again recently.

She had voiced what seemed like a reasonable deduction, but Jaejun’s expression twisted with amusement.

Soon he laughed out loud as if finding it absurd.

If she had said something ridiculous, couldn’t he say he was offended, or ask what she took him for?

If she had guessed correctly, he could at least say she had good intuition.

Without any of that, he simply laughed softly as if finding Yoomin’s answer cute.

Why did that laughter tickle her heart so much at this moment?

It was truly bewildering.

“This is why I liked you.”

The words that followed were enough to make her tickled heart beat wildly.

It was confusing whether he meant past tense or present continuous.

Yoomin felt heat rising to her cheeks.

She didn’t want this kind of exciting atmosphere from their college days to form between them, so why was this happening?

She had clearly come to get Kim Byeongtae removed from the Academy, but she wasn’t even thinking about Kim Byeongtae – only Seol Jaejun had taken over her mind and heart.

“Hyung!”

That’s when it happened.

Haneul came out and ran to Jaejun.

A child was definitely still a child. Having seen a large man in his 40s shouting and making a scene, he must have been very frightened.

Haneul clung tightly to Jaejun’s arm.

Yoomin felt very sorry toward Haneul.

She had heard he came to Korea alone without his parents, and she wondered if she had created a sense of fear because of herself.

“Please go quickly. Haneul must be scared.”

Without even having time to calm her own startled heart, Yoomin quickly sent them away, telling him to comfort Haneul first.

Regardless of her senior-junior relationship with Jaejun, as a Piano Academy teacher, she was very embarrassed to be caught in such a situation by a student and parent.

“Answer when I contact you.”

Jaejun gave a brief farewell and left the Academy.

Left alone in front of the door, Yoomin’s legs gave out and she sank down on the spot.

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