Marriage with the Beast Senior - Chapter 33

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Chapter 33

 

“Hey, come out already!”

 

“Hong Suji! I know you’re in there! Let us use the bathroom too!”

 

Bang bang bang-!

 

“Hey, just go ask the owner for the key!”

 

Since Suji had locked the bathroom door, the classmates who couldn’t use the bathroom at all shouted angrily.

 

She was already pissed off enough, and now these idiots were making a scene too.

 

Suji irritably swept her hair back.

 

Then she put strength into her throbbing ankle and opened the bathroom door.

 

“Oh, I didn’t lock it. The door must be broken.”

 

Suji spoke nonchalantly and squeezed past her classmates, who whispered among themselves.

 

Whether they did or not, her image was already ruined, and there was no need to care about their opinions.

 

Right now, her own fate was more important. She might die a horrible death overnight.

 

Suji didn’t greet anyone and quickly left Heaven.

 

* * *

 

After receiving first aid, Jaejun, who had been waiting for Yoomin as she came out with her hand bandaged, stood up when he saw her.

 

When she had come to the hospital because she was sick, no one had ever waited for her like this except for Seol Jaejun back in college.

 

Since those events seemed to keep repeating lately, Yoomin, who had been trying to toughen up, felt like she was becoming softer and softer these days.

 

Anyway, to Yoomin, Seol Jaejun was a mirage itself.

 

A mirage that would be clearly beside her and then disappear at some point.

 

“Dinner.”

 

Jaejun didn’t ask questions like whether her hand was okay.

 

“It’s already 8 o’clock now. That gathering earlier was a dinner gathering. The atmosphere got ruined like that, and you probably didn’t eat dinner before that either.”

 

Yoomin smiled softly and answered.

 

“Yes. It’s true I didn’t eat, but I don’t really feel like it. What should I do since you couldn’t eat because of me, senior?”

 

“What do you mean what should you do. We can just eat together.”

 

The bandaged area was throbbing, so Yoomin looked down for a moment, then raised her gaze again.

 

“Didn’t you hear me, senior? I said I don’t really feel like it.”

 

“You probably don’t know well since you don’t have friends.”

 

“What?”

 

What did she just hear?

 

Dumbfounded, Yoomin blankly waited for what he would say next.

 

“Usually at times like this, it’s common courtesy to eat together even if you don’t feel like it. And don’t you owe me something today?”

 

She wanted to argue with Jaejun’s words, but she couldn’t argue because he was right.

 

She even owed him tremendously today.

 

If Jaejun hadn’t come at that moment, she had no idea what Kim Byeongtae, whose eyes had changed, would have done to her.

 

She probably wouldn’t have been able to walk around properly like this.

 

“Don’t you?”

 

His pressing voice dropped to a lower tone.

 

Yoomin glanced up to look at him.

 

His warm, slightly brown eyes that were impossible to read swayed subtly, as if to enchant her.

 

Right. Senior had pretty eyes too. His nose was a work of art. His lips were cuter than mine.

 

He was someone who had no unattractive features.

 

In the end, she had fallen for his handsome charm again.

 

It was like this back in college too…

 

* * *

 

When they went to the parking lot, Yongil was nowhere to be seen.

 

“What about that secretary… from earlier?”

 

“I thought you’d prefer being alone with me, so I sent him away.”

 

“What do you mean…”

 

“No? Then should the three of us eat together? Wouldn’t it be less awkward with just the two of us?”

 

“Oh, that’s true.”

 

“Hey, junior Hong Yoomin.”

 

Jaejun said while opening the passenger door for her.

 

How could his gentle voice sound so pleasant to hear?

 

Since someone with an already nice voice was speaking softly like a whisper just for her to hear, her ears were in bliss.

 

“Your ears are red.”

 

“Huh.”

 

And having such a change exposed so directly, she hurriedly covered her ears with her hands.

 

“Anyway, what I was trying to say is.”

 

Jaejun grabbed her hand that was covering her ear and slowly lowered it as he spoke.

 

“I feel like I’ve always said the right things to you. But I don’t know why you always resist once in a while.”

 

“…That’s your misunderstanding, senior. How can a person always say the right things? And I wasn’t resisting, I was-”

 

When Yoomin tried to argue back, Jaejun closed the door so she couldn’t make any more sounds.

 

He seemed affectionate, but when you looked at times like this, he was completely selfish.

 

“Senior. I wasn’t resisting. We’re nothing to each other, so saying ‘I prefer being alone with senior’ is a bit inappropriate, isn’t it?”

 

“What is?”

 

He started the car and exited the underground parking lot.

 

And as he merged onto the road, he glanced at her again.

 

“What is. Weren’t you happy to be alone with me?”

 

“No. What kind of relationship do we even have, senior?”

 

“A relationship with lingering feelings.”

 

At Jaejun’s answer, which he gave without even thinking, Yoomin flinched and looked at him.

 

“What? What did you say?”

 

“I said a relationship with lingering feelings.”

 

“Us?”

 

“At least for me, yes.”

 

Jaejun answered this time too without even 0.1 seconds of hesitation.

 

What woman wouldn’t fall for a man she once liked reappearing after several years and saying “I still have lingering feelings for you”?

 

Yoomin suddenly felt her heart beating excessively, as if making her aware that she was alive.

 

At the same time, Yoomin realized another fact.

 

That sometimes you have to pretend not to know such certain feelings like a fool.

 

She thought she understood why tragedy exists when love exists.

 

“I’m sorry, senior.”

 

Silence flowed in the car.

 

Since Yoomin didn’t speak right away, his voice fell heavily.

 

It was such a cold voice that it seemed to bind the air density in the car more tightly, making it suffocating.

 

“What for.”

 

“…”

 

“What are you sorry for.”

 

“I… don’t have lingering feelings like you do, senior.”

 

“…”

 

“I’m too busy trying to survive. I don’t have the luxury to dwell on the past.”

 

It was fine that she was just adopted into Yoomin’s family home and living there as a dependent, forced to go on blind dates for the family and taking out private loans.

 

But she had to escape from Yoomin’s family who considered her a strange scapegoat and wanted her to die instead of Suji by performing rituals, and in that process, she had to take responsibility for Father, who needed dialysis and was paralyzed from the waist down.

 

Where in the world could there be someone in such a pitiful situation as herself?

 

If she wanted to meet Jaejun, she would have to reveal all these circumstances too.

 

…She didn’t want that.

 

Yoomin didn’t know her pride was this strong.

 

And most of all, it was even more impossible because he was from Taehyun Group.

 

What if she got entangled with him and ended up causing strange rumors about him?

 

A child like herself, who lived with misfortune clinging to her like layers of dirt, shouldn’t be near someone like this man who had such a bright future ahead.

 

“Hong Yoomin.”

 

He called her name in the most serious voice he’d used so far.

 

“You seem to be misunderstanding something.”

 

Yoomin slowly raised her head to look at him.

 

“When I said I have lingering feelings, it’s not about you from the past.”

 

Yoomin frowned, not understanding.

 

“The you from the past is infuriating.”

 

“…”

 

“But seeing you again made my heart flutter.”

 

It was a completely unexpected response.

 

“You’re infuriating, but you’ve become even prettier in these five years. You’re infuriating, but you’ve become even more spirited in these five years. You’re infuriating, but in these five years you’ve even started stirring my sexual desire.”

 

Yoomin, who had been listening intently, frowned even deeper at the last part as she looked at him.

 

“Wh-what was that last part?”

 

“Did you think I was still the innocent college student Seol Jaejun from back then?”

 

“…”

 

“That’s why even though you treated me so coldly and left, I still found you. I keep interfering.”

 

That’s the lingering feelings I was talking about.

 

At his precise way of conveying his feelings, her heart, which had been beating slower and slower from feeling sorry for her own situation, began to race again.

 

It was beating so frantically that even breathing became difficult.

 

“I think I roughly know what you’re worried about. You don’t want to show me your shameful sides, right?”

 

“…”

 

“But do you think seeing that would make me dislike you? You know better than anyone that would never happen, don’t you?”

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