Marriage with the Beast Senior - Chapter 29

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Chapter 29

 

“…You’re really crazy. Just wait and see.”

 

At Yoomin’s deadly warning, Suji flinched for a moment, but then smiled prettily again.

 

“So what if I’m a crazy bitch? You’re going to marry that bastard instead of me. You know that?”

 

“…”

 

“They say the more you spread news about a marriage, the higher the chance it’ll actually happen. I guess the god who encourages marriage sees how desperate it is and makes it come true.”

 

Giggle giggle.

 

At Suji’s chilling laughter, Yoomin’s face grew even paler.

 

Suji, who had been laughing creepily, suddenly looked behind Yoomin and brightened her expression.

 

“Oh! Brother-in-law! Over here!”

 

Suji deliberately stepped aside and pulled Byeongtae’s hand, pushing him into the spot where she had been sitting.

 

Suji grabbed Yoomin’s shoulders from behind to prevent her from escaping and pressed down hard.

 

Despite being shorter than her, her grip was incredibly strong, and Yoomin, already weakened from shock, collapsed back into the chair.

 

Seizing the moment, Suji pressed down even harder with both arms, almost climbing onto Yoomin’s shoulders.

 

To others, they would look like truly affectionate sisters.

 

“You should have told me if there was a classmate gathering. I would have bought gifts for your classmates.”

 

Byeongtae casually spoke affectionately to Yoomin.

 

Isn’t this guy a psychopath?

 

No, even if they’re marrying for love.

 

When there’s a big age gap, wouldn’t it be better not to come to such awkward situations first?

 

Well. If he had that kind of brain, he wouldn’t have come to my academy causing trouble in the first place.

 

Yoomin clenched her teeth and swallowed her rising anger over and over again.

 

Meanwhile, Byeongtae suddenly stood up as if he were the main character and coolly pulled out his wallet.

 

Then he took out a black card from his wallet and waved it in the air.

 

“Wow!”

 

“Whoa! Isn’t that a black card?”

 

“Amazing! So cool!”

 

Byeongtae cleared his throat proudly and said.

 

“Since you’re the precious college classmates of the Hong sisters, who will soon be my wife and sister-in-law, I’ll treat everyone today.”

 

Behind the cheers, Yoomin cursed.

 

“Crazy bastard…”

 

Suji, the only one who heard that curse, laughed so hard from behind that she seemed to be choking.

 

It was so creepy that it felt like a virgin ghost was clinging to her back.

 

How can such a devil-like kid exist.

 

How.

 

“Please eat to your heart’s content and I’d appreciate it if you could attend the upcoming wedding.”

 

“Wow, you’re having a wedding soon?”

 

“When is the wedding?”

 

“Haha. Money is no object, so I can book a venue whenever needed. We should set it for the day our Yoomin wants.”

 

“But why are you setting it up so quickly?”

 

“Don’t tell me it’s a shotgun wedding?”

 

Everyone except Yoomin laughed excitedly.

 

Just when Yoomin couldn’t stand it anymore and was about to storm out of her seat.

 

“Brother-in-law! If you have money, please buy Yoomin a bag~”

 

Minjoo, a friend sitting right in front of Yoomin, said.

 

Minjoo was Suji’s closest classmate.

 

And at Minjoo’s words, everyone looked at the bag placed on Yoomin’s table.

 

“Hey. Hong Yoomin’s bag is already nice, why buy another one!”

 

“You think that’s not good?”

 

“Shouldn’t it at least be Hermès level? Sorry, I don’t know much about luxury goods.”

 

That’s when it happened.

 

Minjoo suddenly stood up and reached out to snatch Yoomin’s bag.

 

“This is a fake. The logo is overlapped backwards.”

 

Yoomin’s vision went white.

 

Behind her, Suji kept making puffing sounds.

 

She felt nauseous.

 

The fact that the woman he was going to marry carried around fakes was apparently embarrassing for Byeongtae too, as he couldn’t respond immediately.

 

“Hey, Yoomin. If you go around like this, you’re making Suji and your future husband look bad. At least try to buy something grade A~ There are still kids who openly carry fake logos these days.”

 

Yoomin closed her eyes.

 

So there was a reason Hong Suji gave me this bag.

 

But this bitch had been carrying it around all the time.

 

Then she saw a bag behind Byeongtae’s back.

 

Since it was where Suji had been sitting, it must be Suji’s bag.

 

There she saw the exact same bag as her own.

 

So this was all planned from the beginning to torment me.

 

There was nothing to explain.

 

Just leaving this place was the best choice.

 

She stood up from her seat, but Byeongtae grabbed her hand.

 

Then he pulled her sharply onto his lap.

 

“Ooh, how steamy!”

 

“Hey, future newlyweds! That’s too-”

 

Stumbling, Yoomin ended up falling onto his lap.

 

Byeongtae’s strength was no joke.

 

When Yoomin, who had fallen on top of him, squirmed, Byeongtae lightly slapped her bottom.

 

Finally, Yoomin’s patience shattered and she coldly pushed his hand away and stood up.

 

She spoke firmly to Suji, who was blocking her way behind the chair.

 

“Come out.”

 

But Byeongtae, not reading the situation, chuckled and grabbed Yoomin’s hand.

 

“It’s nice getting attention after so long-”

 

That’s when it happened.

 

Yoomin finally couldn’t hold back and picked up the water glass in front of her and splashed it on his face.

 

A silence colder than ever before fell.

 

Then, Yoomin held the empty glass in her hand and raised it toward Suji’s face.

 

Suji squeezed her eyes shut with a frightened expression.

 

But Yoomin, who couldn’t bring herself to use violence, slammed the glass down hard on the table with a loud sound.

 

Thud-!

 

That’s when she first learned.

 

That thick glass cups can shatter completely if you’re unlucky, even without applying that much force.

 

The glass cup shattered into pieces, and Yoomin felt a sharp, electric pain in her hand.

 

Looking briefly, blood was flowing from her hand.

 

It seemed her palm had been cut.

 

Yoomin avoided looking at how badly her palm was cut.

 

The more she knew, the more she’d realize how miserable she was, and she felt like she might cry.

 

So she pretended not to know as much as possible and spoke to Suji, who was blocking her path.

 

“Move.”

 

Suji sensed that Yoomin was different from usual and quietly stepped aside.

 

But Yoomin had overlooked something.

 

Byeongtae was more psychotic than she thought, and he was someone who hated being ignored more than death.

 

Thinking he had been humiliated in front of friends much younger than himself, he suddenly stood up and followed Yoomin.

 

And he grabbed Yoomin’s shoulder to turn her around and roughly grabbed her chin.

 

Yoomin saw for the first time those colorless, chilling eyes whose emotions were completely unreadable.

 

She could imagine how he must have used violence against his ex-wives when he got angry.

 

In that brief moment, she was so terrified that she couldn’t run away or block him with her hands.

 

It was when he raised his other hand, the one not gripping her chin.

 

Someone entered through the entrance.

 

In the tense situation, everyone involuntarily looked toward the entrance.

 

For some reason, they all gaped with their mouths hanging open.

 

Yoomin, whose chin was held and couldn’t move, also glanced toward the entrance from the corner of her eye.

 

Soon her face turned even whiter, like someone who had seen something they shouldn’t have.

 

Step by step.

 

A man walked over without delay, making steady footsteps with his dress shoes.

 

He gradually approached Yoomin, and as the distance closed, Byeongtae’s hand gripping Yoomin’s chin trembled slightly.

 

And Yoomin clearly heard groaning sounds escaping from Byeongtae’s mouth.

 

It was the moment when that person’s presence loomed from behind.

 

A long arm stretched forward in front of Yoomin and immediately grabbed Byeongtae’s face.

 

It was a large, firm hand that could instantly distort Byeongtae’s plump cheek.

 

He pushed Byeongtae straight into the Column right next to them while simultaneously sending Yoomin to the opposite side.

 

A scream escaped from Byeongtae’s mouth as his face was instantly slammed into the Column.

 

“Aaah! Agh! It hurts! Ah!”

 

The man showed absolutely no mercy. He pressed Byeongtae’s face against the Column even harder, as if he would embed it there like a fossil.

 

Everyone watched the scene without being able to make a sound.

 

“I told you.”

 

The man finally spoke.

 

“If you touch Hong Yoomin, I’d kill you.”

 

It was Jaejun.

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