Marriage with the Beast Senior - Chapter 64

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Chapter 64

Yoomin couldn’t even answer, thinking whether it was okay to leave Haneul alone during tutoring to have tea with the maid.

In the meantime, the grandmother maid opened the door that Yoomin had come out of.

“What’s wrong? Are you worried you’ll get fired for slacking off?”

When Yoomin couldn’t respond after having her inner thoughts exposed, she winked slightly and said.

“There’s no one in this house during tutoring time anyway, so don’t worry.”

Since she said this much, it became difficult for Yoomin to refuse further, so she eventually forced a business-like smile and followed behind her.

The grandmother maid passed through the hallway where Yoomin had come from and entered a room.

One wall was completely filled with bookshelves packed with books, and on the shelf of the adjacent wall, expensive tea sets were lined up in a row.

In front of them sat a long wooden table that appeared to seat about 8 people.

The grandmother maid pointed to a chair in the center of the table with her chin, telling Yoomin to sit.

Then she took out tea sets and began brewing tea herself.

Yoomin wondered if it was okay for a maid to do this much, but if she was like a senior butler who had lived in the house for decades, she would be someone trusted enough by the master that such a scene wasn’t completely impossible.

Yoomin sat quietly and waited until the grandmother maid finished brewing the tea and poured it into teacups, placing one in front of her.

After the grandmother maid finished pouring into Yoomin’s teacup, she poured into her own cup and sat down.

And immediately broke the silence.

“Did you make the chrysanthemum bread?”

“Huh? No. I don’t know how to make chrysanthemum bread. Haha. I bought it near the academy I used to attend.”

The grandmother maid asked “Really?” while touching the container.

“Usually they put it in paper bags, so I was curious why it was packed in a lunch box like this.”

“Ah. That’s because.”

Yoomin finally understood the grandmother maid’s intention behind the question and answered without hesitation.

“Chrysanthemum bread is hot, you know. If it’s in a paper bag, it all sticks together and the red bean filling bursts, making it unpleasant to eat. I didn’t want to give Haneul something like that, so I brought a lunch box.”

The grandmother maid’s eyes widened momentarily before returning to normal.

“Even though it got soggy, it was worth bringing the container. The shape didn’t get ruined at all. Even when it cooled down, Haneul said it was delicious, so please try it quickly too, ma’am.”

At Yoomin’s recommendation, the grandmother maid’s lips curved up slightly in a subtle arc.

She picked up the chrysanthemum bread with her hand and took a bite.

The gesture was so elegant that Yoomin had to watch in fascination.

“Chrysanthemum bread in summer. I thought it wouldn’t suit the season, but it tastes very good.”

The grandmother maid gave praise while cleansing her palate with tea. Then she immediately continued the conversation without letting it break.

“Miss Yoomin seems so kind, unlike people these days, which is nice. I usually observe people for a long time, but with Miss Yoomin, I feel like I can tell without doing that.”

“Thank you for the compliment, ma’am.”

“You have that kind of relationship with our young master, don’t you?”

Yoomin’s mouth fell open.

“You can tell me. Just because you tell me doesn’t mean I’ll report it to the madam and chairman of this house. Who knows? Maybe I can be of help?”

Yoomin bit her lips and watched her carefully.

Seeing her say this much, she seemed to be a maid with quite a bit of influence in this house, enough to be considered family.

And how cunning people can be.

Hearing that she might be helpful made Yoomin’s tongue want to loosen.

“Tell me. What kind of relationship do you have with Master Jaejun?”

“Um….”

Yoomin dragged out her answer as if talking to herself before responding.

“We’re seniors and juniors who met during a university liberal arts class.”

“Oh my. Is that all there is to it?”

Yoomin hesitated before answering timidly.

“I have one-sided feelings for him.”

“One-sided? Master Jaejun has no feelings for Miss Yoomin?”

Thinking of how he came looking for her and held her, she couldn’t say he had no feelings at all.

But it wasn’t to the extent that he would marry her right away, so it was quite ambiguous to answer.

Moreover, what if her answer had a negative impact on Jaejun?

Even though she seemed like a good person, she might be a spy planted by Jaejun’s parents.

“Yes. My senior doesn’t have feelings, only I like my senior.”

“Hmm. Then why don’t you push more strongly? Someone like Master Jaejun would be worth pursuing for marriage, wouldn’t he?”

“Since I like my senior, I’d want to be by his side even through marriage, but… I can’t force it and I’m waiting. Marriage involves the interests of each family and parents’ decisions too. Haha.”

“Are you worried this family will oppose it?”

“The probability is high. Senior Jaejun is… different from ordinary people. As I mentioned yesterday, my circumstances aren’t particularly good.”

“What if his parents value character more than background?”

Yoomin took a deep breath and murmured wistfully.

“I hope… that would be the case. Ah, may I go to Haneul now? I’ve been away too long. My senior scolds me for being careless with work.”

Thinking she should cut off the conversation before it went deeper, Yoomin stood up first.

“I’m sorry for getting up first, ma’am.”

“Not at all. It’s my fault for keeping a working person to chat. Go and work comfortably.”

Yoomin bowed and left the room.

On the way to the piano room, all sorts of thoughts came to mind.

What if Jaejun’s mother had asked her to investigate what kind of relationship she had with Jaejun?

Or maybe the ma’am would probe about her first and then report to Jaejun’s mother.

Regret about talking unnecessarily was about to wash over her, but she was fortunate that she only revealed her own feelings and didn’t let on that Jaejun, despite her poor circumstances and being just a piano tutor, had feelings for her.

Thinking she should be even more careful with her words when coming to this house in the future, she opened the piano room door.

“Haneul~ Teacher is here. Did you finish eating?”

Yoomin’s eyes caught sight of Haneul munching on the last remaining chrysanthemum bread with an empty container in front of him.

“Looks like I came at the right timing?”

Yoomin erased the complex thoughts from her mind and focused on the lesson again.

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Saturday morning.

When Jaejun, who had finished preparing to go out, came down to the 1st floor, Haneul, who had been lingering in front of the staircase, approached him.

“Hyung.”

Jaejun grabbed the chestnut-like head that fit in one hand and responded.

“Little guy. It’s Saturday but you’re not sleeping in and wandering around?”

“Sleeping in is something you only do when you’re young.”

“What?”

Jaejun chuckled and said.

“Our little guy seems to have grown up.”

Haneul puffed out his chest and acted proud.

Perhaps having adapted quite well to life in Korea now, he treated Jaejun much more comfortably than before.

While time passing was certainly a factor, Jaejun hoped Yoomin’s contribution was significant.

That way, when he brought Yoomin to this house not as Haneul’s tutor but as his woman, he could receive Haneul’s help.

“Hyung.”

“Yeah.”

“Can’t I get tutoring on weekends too?”

Jaejun removed his hand from Haneul’s head and bent his knees to match Haneul’s eye level.

“Why? Do you like your teacher?”

“I like her so much. She tells me lots of interesting stories and brings me food. I have the most fun when I’m with teacher.”

“Did you tell grandmother that too?”

Haneul looked flustered and rolled his eyes.

Soon he swallowed and lowered his voice.

“Why…? Shouldn’t I… tell grandmother?”

Jaejun smiled, wrinkling his nose, and roughly tousled Haneul’s hair.

“Of course you should. Tell her every day. Until grandmother’s ears get callused from hearing it.”

Haneul seemed excited and nodded vigorously, then turned toward the piano room.

Then he stopped mid-step, swayed, and looked back at Jaejun to ask.

“But hyung. Where are you going today?”

“Yeah. Going out.”

“Where are you going?”

Jaejun, who was heading toward the entrance, stopped.

“Why. If I tell you, will you come too?”

“Ah, no! I don’t want to be a nuisance! Have a good trip!”

When Haneul, who had thrown out that meaningful comment, tried to run to the Piano Room, Jaejun grabbed Haneul’s clothes and turned him around.

“You said you won’t be a nuisance?”

“You’re meeting Teacher Yoomin today, aren’t you? Since you’re dressing up nicely even though it’s the weekend—”

“Son. What are you doing instead of coming out?”

Just then, Seo Jeonghwa’s voice was heard from the entrance.

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