Marriage with the Beast Senior - Chapter 62

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Chapter 62

Jaejun tried to ignore it and continue speaking.

However, Yoomin tapped the fabric around where his phone was and said.

“You can answer the call.”

Jaejun looked at her with displeasure, raising one eyebrow. The sigh that followed was a bonus.

Yoomin wiggled her eyebrows as if asking what he was doing not answering it.

He laughed softly as if incredulous and eventually took out his phone.

“It’s my mother.”

“What?”

“If I answer, she’ll definitely tell me to come home or say something unpleasant for you to hear.”

The moment she heard those words, Yoomin felt a stuffy feeling in her chest as if something was stuck.

Even just looking at Jaejun himself, he was much better than her, but thinking of his mother made her envision a future that wouldn’t go as planned.

The thoughts she had desperately pushed aside finally flowed into her thought process.

Would his parents be crazy enough to let their precious only son, who would become the heir to Taehyun Group, marry her?

Suddenly, asking him to marry her felt incredibly embarrassing.

I really was being ridiculously selfish.

“So what should we do.”

Whether he knew Yoomin’s confused feelings or not, he pressed her.

Yoomin looked at him again with eyes that had become cloudier than before.

“Unpleasant for me to hear… what kind of words? Don’t go around meeting women carelessly, or that a match has been arranged with a young lady from a good family…?”

Jaejun laughed unpleasantly.

“Something like that.”

Yoomin’s mouth closed tighter than before.

Considering his age and circumstances, it was something she should understand, but she hated it.

“The call already ended. Should I call back?”

When Yoomin didn’t answer, he tapped his phone.

The dial tone could be heard. Soon a woman’s voice was heard.

-Son.

It was Jaejun’s mother.

The longer she listened to his mother’s voice, the more she felt she should let Jaejun go.

Eventually, Yoomin acted without thinking, rising on her tiptoes and grabbing his phone. Then she quickly pressed the end call button.

“What are you doing.”

At Jaejun’s question, Yoomin pressed her lips together tightly, frightened.

She had done it because she didn’t want to send Jaejun away without thinking it through, but how could she explain that?

However, the words that followed made her very bewildered.

“Cute.”

Yoomin’s gaze, which had been lowered, rose.

“…What?”

“I said you’re cute, Hong Yoomin.”

He completely turned off his phone and put it inside his jacket.

Without thinking about it complicatedly, at least for this moment, she seemed to have succeeded in holding onto him.

Yoomin deliberately raised her voice tone to continue this atmosphere.

“So, did I do well? Do you like this?”

“Yeah. I said you’re cute. Go lie down.”

“What? Where… should I go lie down?”

“There’s a bed.”

Yoomin’s mouth opened slightly.

So he wanted to do what they did two days ago again?

But he wanted her to go there alone?

“Usually… don’t people get heated right from the entrance and carry the woman to the bed?”

“What?”

“Oh, no. I don’t mean I want to do that… It’s just funny to picture me going to the bed alone.”

“What’s funny about it.”

He said while pressing his lower body close to her.

She flinched at the firm energy poking her lower abdomen.

“I was telling you to go first while I cool down a bit.”

He pressed his lower body against her more.

“If we do it like this, you’ll cry again.”

As the pressure intensified, a strange feeling spread from the point of contact.

As she unconsciously twisted her pelvis slightly, his breath falling on her nose bridge became stickier.

Her head, feeling that breath, cried out.

That she would soon be devoured. That this dangerous beast was starting up again.

That he would keep driving her to the very end until she fainted.

However, having already experienced the taste of pleasure obtained at that end, she chose to go under him again.

If she approached first instead of running away, wouldn’t he find her admirable?

Wouldn’t he change his mind because she was pretty and ask to marry her right away?

When her thoughts reached that point, all the strength suddenly drained from her body.

When had it started?

When had she become so desperate to marry Seol Jaejun?

Even if she overcame the mountain called Jaejun, she would have to overcome the even bigger mountains of his parents and the group called Taehyun.

Even knowing that the climb would never be easy, why do I want to marry Seol Jaejun so much?

At that moment, his firm arm slipped between her back and wrapped around her waist.

Their touching lips parted and a sweet fragrance rushed inside.

The scent that instantly subdued her complicated thoughts grew thicker, making her head completely hazy.

When excitement had spread throughout her body to the point where she couldn’t think of anything.

Her body was lifted.

He quickly passed through the living room to the bedroom and laid Yoomin down on the bed.

She didn’t run away and while he took off his shirt, she also slipped off her dress.

Jaejun, whose eyes rolled back at her action, pounced on her like a wild beast.

Their private time, more passionate than before, began to flow.

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Yoomin, who had fainted during their encounter again, was lucky to open her eyes faster than last time.

It was still before dawn, and Jaejun was sleeping beside her.

Feeling the muscle pain spread throughout her body, she quietly left the bedroom so as not to wake him and checked the time first.

It was 5 AM.

She quickly washed up and came out, opened the refrigerator door, and took out some ingredients she had bought yesterday morning.

While boiling eggs, she finely chopped apples and cucumbers and lightly toasted bread.

She mixed the fully boiled eggs with the pre-chopped ingredients in mayonnaise to complete the sandwich filling.

Just as she was about to put the filling on the bread.

At the sound of the room door opening, Yoomin was startled excessively.

“What are you doing?”

Hearing his sleepy voice, Yoomin slowly turned around.

Yoomin awkwardly raised the corners of her mouth in a smile and answered.

“Making… breakfast. Go wash up.”

“Wasn’t yesterday enough?”

A dry question followed, but its meaning was far from dry.

Yoomin played innocent.

“What do you mean?”

“You look full of energy this morning. You’re protesting for me to work harder, right now.”

What is he talking about.

If she pushed herself any harder here, she would die.

Her whole body was already aching to death, yet here she was making sandwiches with the single-minded determination to score points with him.

She had thought last night while holding him in her arms.

That she wanted him just as much as he wanted her.

Otherwise, how could she find it good when he dug into her like a starved beast and tormented her relentlessly?

If she liked his overflowing sexual appetite this much, she was definitely going crazy for him more and more.

So she resolved that when he looked at her, she would make herself completely his and stick close by his side.

“Since you’re not answering, I guess I’m right. I’ll work out even harder starting today.”

“…Then I’ll die. My legs are already shaking. I’m doing this even though I’m dying trying to feed you breakfast, senior.”

“You’re feeding me breakfast?”

“Yes. So hurry up and go wash up.”

Yoomin ran over to him and pushed him back into the room.

“Come out after you’re all ready for work!”

After closing the door again, she made the sandwich even more hurriedly than before.

She arranged it prettily on a plate and even washed cherry tomatoes to decorate beside it.

The moment she poured milk and placed it on the tray, the room door opened again.

Yoomin set the tray down on the dining table and gestured.

“What timing. Hurry over here.”

Jaejun stretched his long legs and quickly came to the dining table.

He smiled slightly while looking at the breakfast spread Yoomin had made.

“Did I think wrong?”

“What?”

“Did you do too well yesterday?”

Flustered, Yoomin was at a loss for words.

It was true that he had done well, but that wasn’t why she had prepared breakfast.

“Since you’re not answering, it must be a reward.”

He sat down and boldly picked up the sandwich.

“I’ll eat it happily. Thank you.”

Yoomin couldn’t correct the reason for preparing breakfast while he bit into the sandwich with his misunderstanding.

More precisely, seeing his face become bright and cheerful as if he was very excited, she felt there was no need to correct him.

Yoomin sat across from him and asked carefully.

“How’s the taste? Is it okay?”

“Yeah. You could get married now.”

Yoomin’s eyes lit up.

Did that mean senior would now completely let go of his resentment toward her and charge straight forward like in college?

Then marriage would be a bit easier.

It meant she could stick to senior’s side like gum.

Swallowing the emotions that grew bigger each day, she asked.

“Then we… are we really getting married now?”

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