Marriage with the Beast Senior - Chapter 35

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Chapter 35

 

Yoomin’s face contorted with amusement.

 

“…What did you say? Bossam?”

 

“Yeah. You’re holding back from doing what you can do.”

 

Was this senior always this aggressive?

 

He didn’t whine to me this much when we were in college.

 

“F-first… I understand. I’ll try to do everything on my own, and if it really doesn’t work out, I’ll contact you.”

 

“I can’t wait long.”

 

“You’ve waited 5 years. You can do it, Senior.”

 

Yoomin stood up from her seat.

 

“I have too much to think about. And today is a day I want to see Father. I’ll go alone. The sushi was delicious.”

 

Yoomin turned around sharply and left the restaurant before he could even grab her.

 

Left alone, Jaejun looked at the table with only empty plates remaining like someone who had lost his mind.

 

Then he burst into laughter.

 

Right. She wouldn’t be Hong Yoomin if she were that easy.

 

That’s the only way the past Seol Jaejun, who went crazy and did all sorts of things saying he’d crawl under her feet, would make sense.

 

He left the restaurant, keeping the meal with his first love, who had become even more charming, in his heart.

 

* * *

 

After leaving the restaurant, Yoomin looked for the subway station to go to the hospital.

 

However, she stopped at a sudden thought and turned on her phone first.

 

The dial tone didn’t last long before the other person’s voice came through.

 

-…Oh… Hello?

 

“Aunt. This is Yoomin.”

 

-Ah. Yoo…min. I dozed off for a moment. Why? Is it about Father?

 

“Yes. I was thinking of stopping by briefly, but it’s too late, right? I think visiting hours would be borderline restricted if I went.”

 

-Mmm. That’s true, but Father is sleeping right now.

 

“I see… He’s sleeping early. Is Father’s condition okay?”

 

-Father had some pneumonia recently. After taking medicine, his liver levels went up and he suffered quite a bit.

 

“…What? Why didn’t you tell me?! Is he okay now?”

 

-Yes. They say it’s almost back to normal levels. I told your uncle about it. He told me not to tell you because you’d worry. He said he’d tell you directly.

 

Yoomin hit her solar plexus repeatedly as if feeling frustrated and said.

 

“…Have there been more times like this?”

 

-Huh?

 

“Times when Father was suddenly in critical condition or not doing well and you didn’t contact me.”

 

-Well… there have been some… The primary guardian here is listed as your uncle… And he said not to contact you directly if possible because you’re his real daughter and would be shocked. I think he was being considerate, so why are you getting angry…

 

“Ha. First… I understand. And Aunt.”

 

-Yes?

 

“From now on, if Father’s condition gets bad, please contact me first. If we’re talking about that, I don’t want to worry Grandfather either. I’m all grown up now. Got it?”

 

-That’s true… Yoomin has grown up. I understand for now. Huh? Why did you wake up?

 

It seemed Father had woken up.

 

Since receiving a call when she was feeling bad like this would only make Father’s mood worse, Yoomin shouted.

 

“Aunt! I’m at the subway right now! Please tell Father to go back to sleep!”

 

Yoomin hung up the phone unilaterally.

 

Throughout the subway ride home, Yoomin’s mood was filled with dark clouds with no sign of recovery.

 

She had never once received a call that Father was in critical condition.

 

Wasn’t it that Grandfather had been receiving all the calls she couldn’t receive and keeping quiet about them to her?

 

Why? To hide it as much as possible even if Father passed away? Until she succeeded in marriage so she could die instead of his daughter?

 

After learning their ulterior motives, nothing looked good anymore.

 

Should she just ask Jaejun for help, pride and all?

 

Would it be better to ask for help first, escape from Yoomin’s family home, and then gradually pay back the debt?

 

It was too damaging to her pride, but honestly, what would be the problem if she just put down that pride?

 

However, unlike reason, her emotions were clamoring for just a little more time to treat him purely as her first love.

 

“First… I won’t let my guard down and look into loan sharks…”

 

Let’s look into that side one more time.

 

She tried to remove Jaejun, who had taken over her mind, while thinking of other methods.

 

* * *

 

When she arrived home, the living room was very quiet.

 

Grandmother and Grandfather seemed to be out.

 

Thinking it was rather fortunate, she went up to the second floor and clenched both fists at the sound of a door opening.

 

As expected, it was Hong Suji coming out of her room.

 

“Hey.”

 

She had cried, unable to control her anger, and all her eye makeup was smeared.

 

Even though she was her cousin, how could she be this venomous?

 

“I’ve been thinking.”

 

Suji approached Yoomin while maintaining her fierce expression.

 

“I’m destined to die young. They say people who die young have the characteristic of overcoming many small life-threatening situations before that.”

 

What is she talking about right now?

 

“So, Hong Yoomin, you.”

 

Suji stopped talking and closed her lips for a moment.

 

Yoomin judged that there was nothing good about talking with a crazy bitch who believed in Yun Bosal.

 

More than anything, thinking about what she did to her at the alumni gathering earlier made her teeth chatter, and she didn’t want to engage in conversation.

 

Yoomin pretended not to hear at all and stepped toward her room.

 

However, Suji stomped on the floor and hurriedly chased after her, grabbing Yoomin’s hand and turning her around.

 

“Ah, it hurts. Let go.”

 

Yoomin let out a faint moan and reflexively pulled her hand back.

 

Hong Suji had grabbed the hand that was bandaged from being cut by the glass cup.

 

“What if, Yoomin.”

 

Suji muttered while looking at the door behind Yoomin, not at Yoomin herself, like someone possessed.

 

“I was destined to get hurt, so I was with you, but you got hurt instead. But each time, you weren’t seriously hurt and you’re still alive and well, right?”

 

“…What are you talking about?”

 

“That means, I’m supposed to die if I marry Kim Byeongtae. But if you marry him instead, I might live. Isn’t that right? Heh.”

 

Seeing Hong Suji completely crazy with superstition, she felt like she was going insane too.

 

Frankly speaking, the fortune and destiny that Yun Bosal told them might have been different.

 

Contrary to what she said, Hong Suji wouldn’t die even if she married Kim Byeongtae.

 

She might not die even if she married him.

 

However, if she were to die, it would be solely because of Kim Byeongtae. Because of his violent nature.

 

It’s not because Hong Suji or she were born with such fortunes.

 

Whoever it was, on a day when Kim Byeongtae couldn’t control his emotions, if they were next to him, they would unluckily die.

 

“Hey, Hong Suji. I really… Grandmother and Grandfather aren’t here, and I’m saying this because of the affection we have from growing up together as cousins.”

 

Yoomin looked toward the staircase once and said.

 

“Don’t trust Yun Bosal too much. Yun Bosal’s cult family…”

 

“…”

 

“They obviously look like thugs who used to roll around somewhere, not shamans. You know it’s nothing for such people to make someone believe blindly.”

 

“Shut up! What do you know about Yun Bosal!”

 

Suji seemed to hate hearing criticism of Yun Bosal, whom she blindly believed in.

 

“Do you remember the cult leader incident in Pocheon that caused a commotion for a while?”

 

“What?”

 

“They made prophecies, and then hired people to make things happen according to those prophecies. For example, if they said ‘You’ll have an accident tomorrow,’ and hired someone to actually cause an accident, what would the accident victim think?”

 

“…”

 

“From that moment, they’d start blindly believing the person who told them that. There are tons of shamans who make money using such methods…”

 

Yoomin shook her head from side to side and opened the room door completely.

 

She ignored Suji cursing behind her and closed the door.

 

However, before she could even lock the door, Suji swung the room door open again and came all the way into the room.

 

She poked Yoomin’s chest with her index finger and asked.

 

“Instead of wasting time bringing up weird fortune teller types, why don’t you explain about Seol Jaejun.”

 

Yoomin’s eyes narrowed more sharply than before.

 

“…What?”

 

“What exactly are you and Seol Jaejun?”

 

Yoomin didn’t understand why Suji was so obsessed with Seol Jaejun to this extent.

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