Marriage with the Beast Senior - Chapter 34

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Chapter 34

 

Yoomin’s heart pounded at an overwhelming pace.

 

What kind of bomber charges in so aggressively like this?

 

Her heart wouldn’t survive this.

 

She almost fell for his direct approach.

 

She just wanted to grab his hand without thinking about anything else.

 

But thinking about being with him, she didn’t want to become a woman who always overthinks and feels guilty.

 

“You’re right. I still have a few more things I haven’t told you, senior. And I know very well that even if I tell you those things… you won’t hate me for it.”

 

“Then isn’t that settled?”

 

“But that’s from your perspective, senior. My perspective is different.”

 

A subtle crack appeared between Jaejun’s brows.

 

It meant he wanted her to stop being frustrating and speak quickly.

 

“If I reveal all of that and meet you, senior? I’ll end up hating myself.”

 

“What are you talking about?”

 

“You wouldn’t understand. It’s homework.”

 

“What?”

 

“If you know what I’m worried about and understand the feelings buried deep in my heart, then you’ll be qualified to meet me.”

 

He laughed as if he’d heard something ridiculous.

 

“But you’ll never figure it out, senior.”

 

As long as she knows her flaws were resolved because of him.

 

That she must always analyze herself on her own.

 

“What if I do?”

 

“…”

 

“What will you do if I figure out the answer faster than you expect?”

 

“Then I’ll just ask for help. And I’ll tell you to stay by my side. Because it’s true that your looks are my type, senior.”

 

“You’re really cheeky.”

 

He laughed lowly.

 

“I’ll let it slide because you’re pretty.”

 

At his following words, Yoomin’s lips also twitched.

 

Actually, this wasn’t something to wrap up and move on from so lightly, but Yoomin knew that Jaejun was being considerate.

 

Because he passed it off as a joke, they could go eat without feeling awkward with each other.

 

When you think about it, Jaejun had basically been rejected by her just now.

 

* * *

 

Japanese Restaurant.

 

But strangely, Yoomin felt like she was the one who had been rejected.

 

She was clearly the one who had rejected his feelings of lingering attachment…

 

“What are you doing not eating?”

 

Why did she feel awkward while he seemed completely unbothered by her?

 

Maybe it was just a casual remark, saying he had lingering feelings for her, since they had a past where they felt strong attraction and dated?

 

Ha. Right. That must be it.

 

What kind of lingering feelings would someone who’s the only son of Taehyun Group’s chairman have for her?

 

Maybe to him, she was just a tool to revive happy memories from campus days.

 

Yeah, thinking of it that way at least puts my mind at ease.

 

Only then did Yoomin pick up her chopsticks.

 

But since her injured hand was her right hand, she couldn’t use chopsticks and held them with her left hand instead.

 

The chopsticks wouldn’t even close properly.

 

It was quite a predicament.

 

He calmly picked up a piece of sushi from her plate.

 

And brought it to her mouth.

 

Yoomin couldn’t hide her surprised expression as she tried to read his face.

 

What exactly was he doing?

 

“Eat. You can’t use chopsticks.”

 

“…I just made you work for nothing, senior. We should have just bought bread from a convenience store.”

 

“Why? I wanted to feed you, so I suggested we come somewhere that requires chopsticks.”

 

Yoomin, who was about to open her mouth slightly, reflexively looked up at him.

 

“Ah, my arm’s getting tired.”

 

Huh.

 

Yoomin opened her mouth like a fish.

 

Jaejun slipped the sushi into her mouth.

 

After that, whenever she seemed to have finished swallowing, he gave her water, side dishes, and picked up sushi to feed her.

 

It was an embarrassing situation, but since she had already accepted food once, it was awkward to refuse after that.

 

In the end, she finished her meal without using her hands.

 

And that was with her first love, whom she never thought she’d share a meal with.

 

“I have something I’m curious about. Can I ask?”

 

While Yoomin was rinsing her mouth with water, Jaejun continued speaking.

 

“Where is your father?”

 

“Ahem. Excuse me?”

 

“Hong Yoomin, your biological father.”

 

“…Did you investigate that far into my background?”

 

“Sorry. I looked into that Kim Byeongtae guy you went on a blind date with first. If that bastard had been completely normal, I wouldn’t have dug deeper into you.”

 

“…”

 

“Two of his previous wives died. Suicide, accidental fall. Something’s strange about that.”

 

Goosebumps rose all over Yoomin’s body.

 

Right. Before, when Hong Suji was on the phone, she said Kim Byeongtae had two wives and both died in accidents.

 

Back then, she was so shocked by Grandmother’s scheme that she forgot about that part. She thought he wasn’t someone she’d marry anyway.

 

But what? Not accidents, but one fell to her death and one committed suicide?

 

“He’s always had bad habits with his hands and was famous for doing drugs before. It means you don’t know what he might do to someone living with him.”

 

“Ah…”

 

Kim Byeongtae really was a bad guy.

 

What if she had married such a man and died?

 

How unfair would that have been?

 

“Then let me ask you something in return.”

 

He stretched his hand to the center of the table and tapped the table with his index finger.

 

Because of that, Yoomin focused more on Jaejun’s words and was swallowing when:

 

“Even after knowing he was that kind of person, what if I hadn’t given you any hint? How do you think you would have felt?”

 

His gaze was quite resolute.

 

Yoomin slowly rolled her pupils toward empty space.

 

And seriously pondered.

 

He knew Kim Byeongtae was an extremely evil man but didn’t tell her?

 

Then…

 

“I think I would have been a little disappointed. We’re not strangers, we know each other.”

 

“Then you should understand to some degree that I investigated your background.”

 

“…This isn’t gaslighting, is it?”

 

He laughed.

 

“I needed to know why you were going on blind dates with such a guy. I judged that I needed to know your situation roughly to be able to help you.”

 

“…”

 

“Since we’re on the topic, let me ask.”

 

Yoomin tensed up.

 

What would come out of this man’s mouth next?

 

Right after meeting, he openly said he investigated her background.

 

As soon as we meet, I flirt with you saying I still have lingering feelings for you.

 

“In the end, going round and round, this was what I wanted to ask you most.”

 

Yoomin bit her lower lip and looked straight at his lips.

 

“I have lingering feelings for you, and we can work through that gradually. If you don’t want to open up about your situation yet, you don’t have to. But.”

 

“….”

 

“Do you need my help right now?”

 

“….”

 

“Just think of it as the son of Taehyun Group’s chairman doing charity work. Whatever relationship we had in the past, whatever it was, let’s throw it all away.”

 

“….”

 

“Don’t think about it complicated and just tell me.”

 

Yoomin was the one being pressed, but he was the one pleading.

 

“That’s the only way I can help you.”

 

Yoomin’s hands trembled.

 

Ever since she learned of Grandmother’s scheme, she had been fighting a difficult battle alone.

 

Without money, connections, or even a single friend to confide her worries to, completely alone.

 

She wanted to somehow escape from Grandmother’s house and live alone with Father, but the world wasn’t so easy.

 

There was absolutely nothing she could do on her own.

 

In such a situation, when her first love who had both money and connections extended his hand, how could her heart not waver?

 

He was only changing the question but ultimately asking the same thing.

 

Let me help you.

 

But why was it so difficult to accept right away?

 

Why was it so… hard to ask for help?

 

Was it because she had lived alone all her life without ever receiving help?

 

“Senior.”

 

“Don’t call me that.”

 

“What?”

 

“Not unless you’re going to give me the answer I want.”

 

Yoomin let out a low, hollow laugh.

 

“You said I didn’t have to accept your feelings.”

 

“I’m not asking you to accept my feelings. I’m asking for a chance to help you.”

 

“How can you help when there are no feelings involved?”

 

“Are you going to keep using that slippery rhetoric to annoy me?”

 

What’s slippery rhetoric supposed to mean?

 

Does he mean slipping away in all directions?

 

“Look, Senior. You have lingering feelings for me, you investigated me because you knew my blind date guy was a bad person, tell you if I need help. That’s what this is.”

 

“….”

 

“Thank you for saying you have lingering feelings for me. But I don’t have any lingering feelings for you, Senior. And you investigated me because my blind date guy was a bad person? Well… it’s not exactly pleasant, but I’ll let it slide since it was for my sake. I don’t need help yet.”

 

“Think again.”

 

“I don’t need it. I can find a way to solve it on my own.”

 

“You haven’t found it yet, that’s why you haven’t been able to get rid of that bastard.”

 

He’s really too perceptive.

 

“Hah.”

 

Yoomin sighed quietly enough for only herself to hear and continued speaking.

 

“Were you always such a caring person, Senior?”

 

“I’m only particularly caring toward you.”

 

“…Alright, I understand. I don’t need help right now. But if I really need it, I’ll ask. But honestly, Senior.”

 

“Yeah.”

 

“What if I ask for help and then disappear like I did in college?”

 

“Then I’ll have to chase you to the end of the Earth.”

 

It probably wasn’t meant to make her heart flutter, but Yoomin’s chest skipped a beat.

 

“I’m not the Seol Jaejun from college. The current me could kidnap you if I set my mind to it.”

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