Marriage with the Beast Senior - Chapter 46

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Chapter 46

 

He took out his wallet, pulled out a card from inside, and handed it to Yoomin.

 

Yoomin couldn’t hide her bewildered expression and just blinked her eyes.

 

Then Jaejun added,

 

“You should be able to handle most things within this building, but there will still be times when you need a card.”

 

Yoomin felt conflicted because she couldn’t immediately refuse the card he offered.

 

Since she had asked for his help and even asked him to marry her,

 

not accepting his financial assistance would be quite contradictory.

 

Yoomin carefully accepted his card with both hands.

 

“…Thank you, senior. I’ll repay this debt by staying by your side for the rest of my life.”

 

“Hong Yoomin repaying a debt. I’m looking forward to it.”

 

He chuckled softly and stood up from his seat.

 

“Finish your meal and just leave it. Once in the morning, once in the afternoon. Staff will come to clean. I’ve told them to bring meals at every mealtime. When you don’t want to eat, just leave it. But I’d prefer if you ate.”

 

Yoomin, who had been nodding with her gaze lowered out of guilt, raised her eyes again.

 

“You’re even thinner than when you were in university. It breaks oppa’s heart.”

 

The moment she heard those words, a heavy weight settled in Yoomin’s chest.

 

It had been five years. Since someone genuinely worried about her.

 

Yoomin felt her throat tighten, so she cleared it unnecessarily and forced a smile.

 

“I’ll eat well. Don’t worry.”

 

“Good. You need to gain weight before I can take you away.”

 

“What?”

 

“What do you mean what.”

 

The mood felt strange, but Yoomin closed her lips, afraid that continuing the conversation might lead to words she couldn’t handle.

 

Jaejun walked around the sofa toward the entrance but stopped.

 

“Even if you had a place to stay, you probably couldn’t rest comfortably. It must have been worse these past few days.”

 

“…”

 

“For the next few days, just rest deeply without thinking about anything. I’ll bring you a phone to use when morning comes.”

 

Having finished what he wanted to say, Jaejun turned around again.

 

Yoomin bit her lips and ran toward the entrance.

 

Jaejun, who had stopped while opening the door and turned back, asked,

 

“Do you have something to say?”

 

She had many things to say.

 

How long do I need to stay here?

 

Can I go out?

 

How should I live from now on, and so on.

 

However, since Jaejun had just told her to rest for a few days without thinking about anything, she swallowed the questions swirling in her mouth.

 

“Be… careful going home. It’s so late at night.”

 

“You’re not telling me to sleep here.”

 

When Yoomin panicked and just opened and closed her mouth, Jaejun smiled softly.

 

At that smile, Yoomin’s heart began to beat incredibly fast.

 

“I’m joking. Mother threatened not to sleep until I come home.”

 

Jaejun mouthed “sleep well” and left the room.

 

Left alone, Yoomin stood in front of the door for a long time even after he left, feeling the scent and warmth he had left behind.

 

Reflecting on how Yun Bosal had confined her, how Jaejun had come to rescue her, and how she had proposed to him because she wanted to live like a human being.

 

* * *

 

The next day.

 

Perhaps because she felt this was a safe house where no one could threaten her, Yoomin slept in until the sun was high in the sky.

 

Passing through the bedroom with blackout curtains and entering the living room, she could see Seoul downtown at a glance through the large window.

 

Moreover, the weather was so beautiful that the sunlight passing through the window and illuminating the living room sparkled, making even her heart feel bright.

 

How many times in her life had she welcomed such a bright morning?

 

The room Yoomin had stayed in at her paternal grandparents’ house didn’t get much sunlight, so it was dark and gloomy even during the day.

 

Just by holding Jaejun’s hand, how could the world she opened her eyes to change so completely overnight?

 

It was while she was gazing out the window in a daze.

 

The doorbell rang.

 

Not knowing where the sound was coming from, Yoomin looked around searching for the intercom, and only after the doorbell rang once more did she find the intercom on the wall behind the sofa.

 

Approaching carefully and checking the screen, she saw a familiar face.

 

It was Yongil, whom she had seen a few times during university and once in the car recently.

 

Jaejun’s secretary.

 

Not knowing how to operate the intercom, Yoomin went straight to the entrance and opened the door.

 

“Hello, Miss Yoomin.”

 

Yongil greeted her with a gentle smile.

 

“Ah… hello. Um…”

 

When Yoomin hesitated, not knowing how to address him, he answered cheerfully.

 

“Please call me Secretary Kwon.”

 

“Ah, yes… Secretary Kwon.”

 

He smiled and handed something to Yoomin.

 

“It’s a new phone. The vice president asked me to bring it to you.”

 

Yoomin accepted the shopping bag.

 

Wasn’t he supposed to come himself?

 

“Originally, the vice president was going to come personally, but his mother suddenly visited the company, so he couldn’t come.”

 

Yoomin felt embarrassed as if her disappointment about Jaejun not coming had been discovered, but she was still relieved to know that Jaejun hadn’t deliberately avoided coming.

 

“I put my business card in the shopping bag. He said to save my number and contact me either way if you need anything.”

 

“Yes. Thank… you.”

 

Secretary Kwon left the room immediately after finishing his business.

 

Yoomin went straight to the sofa, sat down, and took out the phone.

 

It was a phone that had already been activated and was ready to use.

 

Yoomin, who was about to save the number from the business card Secretary Kwon had given her, discovered something.

 

In the call history, there was a record of a call with a number saved as ‘Oppa.’

 

Yoomin squinted slightly and stared intently at the word ‘oppa.’

 

The most likely person was Jaejun.

 

But why was it saved as ‘Oppa’ instead of ‘Jaejun’ or ‘Seol Jaejun’ or even ‘Senior Jaejun’?

 

Why?

 

Come to think of it, he seemed to have used the word oppa last night too.

 

Does he want to hear the word oppa?

 

With that thought, her face grew warm for no reason.

 

Thinking about calling Jaejun ‘oppa’ instead of ‘senior’ made her feel closer to him.

 

Yoomin fanned her face with one hand while composing a text to Jaejun with the other.

 

Senior. I received the phone well. Thank you so much. But… this is Senior Jaejun, right?

 

Yoomin fidgeted with her phone, waiting for a reply.

 

However, even after one hour passed and two hours passed, no reply came from ‘Oppa.’

 

* * *

 

“Hey. Are you listening to what mom is saying? Huh?”

 

Jaejun, who had tried to go see Yoomin during lunch time but couldn’t due to Jeonghwa’s sudden visit, sat on the sofa with an extremely annoyed expression.

 

Who knew that spending time without seeing Yoomin would be this boring?

 

“Two weeks left!”

 

Jaejun slowly withdrew the arm he had been resting his chin on and looked at Jeonghwa.

 

“What do you mean two weeks left?”

 

“…Hah.”

 

Jeonghwa touched her temples as if she had a headache.

 

Soon she clenched her teeth as if holding back anger and whispered,

 

“Mom is telling you for the 5th time that you’re meeting Miss Juran. Okay?”

 

“Juran?”

 

“I’ve said 7 times that she’s the granddaughter of the chairman of Udam Group.”

 

“Why do I need to meet Miss Im Juran, the granddaughter of Udam Group Chairman Im Seonghwan?”

 

Seeing Jaejun finally seeming to focus on the conversation, Jeonghwa glared at him fiercely.

 

“What did Mom tell you last time? That Mom would step in before your grandmother interferes with your marriage.”

 

Suddenly his head started to ache.

 

Right now, his mind was filled only with Hong Yoomin, and he had even happily received a marriage proposal from that very Hong Yoomin.

 

He wanted to shout YES right away, but remembering how she had made him suffer emotionally all this time, he was withholding his answer to teach her a lesson.

 

What kind of unexpected obstacle was this?

 

He was already busy enough worrying about Hong Yoomin, and now a blind date with another woman?

 

However, if he didn’t do as Jeonghwa said, she would surely cause all sorts of chaos, saying she was dying and getting hospitalized.

 

She was someone who would dramatically check into the hospital claiming to be sick whenever there was trouble with Grandmother or fights with Father.

 

Should he at least pretend for now?

 

“When the week after next?”

 

“The 5th. We agreed that both sets of parents would meet together too.”

 

“It’s not even a formal meeting between families.”

 

“What?”

 

“Nothing.”

 

Just as Jeonghwa was looking at Jaejun with suspicious eyes.

 

Jeonghwa’s phone rang.

 

“Wait a moment. Yes, hello? Oh. Gold Butler. Why? What? Piano?”

 

Jeonghwa tilted her head and continued speaking.

 

“I didn’t order that. What? Jaejun?”

 

Jaejun shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.

 

“The order should be under my name, so why did Gold Butler specifically call Mother?”

 

Jeonghwa’s expression hardened completely as she spoke.

 

“Uh. I’ll call you back, Gold Butler. Hang up. Son? Why are you suddenly putting a piano in the house?”

 

“It’s a gift for the little one, I mean Seol Haneul.”

 

“What?!”

 

“Why are you so surprised? I’ve even arranged for a piano tutor.”

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