Marriage with the Beast Senior - Chapter 8

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Chapter 8

It was Uncle Haksu, who shared the same hospital room as her father.

He waved his hand when he saw Yoomin.

“Ah, of all times….”

Yoomin let out a sigh and bit her lip.

Since the uncle had spotted her, she had no choice but to go see her dad.

Yoomin reluctantly forced a smile and ran toward Haksu.

“Uncle!”

“What, daughter! Why has it been so long? Your dad’s been waiting so eagerly his neck might fall off!”

“I’ve been so busy with work lately, haha. Have you been well? And my dad too?”

“We’re always the same. Hurry up and go! Your dad might be so happy he’ll get up and dance.”

“That would be nice. Then I’ll go up first!”

Haksu gestured for her to hurry up.

Yoomin bowed her head in greeting, then quickly entered the hospital building.

Phew, that’s right, Hong Yoomin.

Since it’s come to this, let’s go see him with a good heart.

Maybe seeing the one person in the world who’s on my side will give me strength.

Making that resolution as she walked, she soon reached the hospital room.

After knocking and opening the door, her dad Jeonghun, who had been sitting up in bed looking out the window, turned his head.

He seemed even more gaunt than when she last saw him.

Her heart ached seeing her thin father, but Yoomin managed her expression and spoke in a bright voice.

“Dad!”

“Huh?! Yoomin! What brings you here without even calling!”

Yoomin ran to her dad’s bedside and grabbed his hands tightly as she spoke.

“I missed you so I came! Huh? But your wrists seem even thinner? Are you eating your meals on time?”

“Lately nothing tastes good no matter what I eat.”

Yoomin slapped the back of her dad’s hand hard enough to make a sound.

“You still have to eat. I told you it’s serious if your immunity drops, didn’t I!”

“I said nothing tastes good, who said I wasn’t eating?”

Jeonghun chuckled and laughed.

Yoomin muttered “impossible” and plopped down in the caregiver’s chair.

Jeonghun was so happy to see his daughter after nearly two months that he stared at Yoomin’s face intently with a big grin.

“Dad. If you keep doing that, your daughter’s face will get holes in it.”

“Oh my, that wouldn’t be good, would it?”

Jeonghun pretended to cover his eyes with his hands.

“Ah, what is this, really.”

As if her earlier worry about whether to see her dad had never existed, Yoomin burst into a bright smile.

Dad was the person who became a ray of light for me living trapped in darkness.

If she cut ties with Yoomin’s family and left, even this one ray of light would disappear from this world.

When her thoughts reached that point, a gloomy shadow settled in her mind.

Dad had become completely unable to move his lower body due to an accident during the factory fire.

Moreover, his condition was so critical at the time that he developed multiple organ failure, which completely destroyed his kidneys, making daily life impossible without regular dialysis.

It meant he couldn’t be free from the hospital.

No matter how hard she worked after leaving Yoomin’s family home, it wouldn’t be enough to cover dad’s hospital bills.

Knowing this fact well, Yoomin’s family was using dad’s hospital bills and the debt from dad’s factory fire to pressure her.

“I think of it as a gift to the scapegoat who’ll die in my place, so it’s fine?”

“People so crazy about shamanism that they’d do anything to you~ Think about this. Ah, you understand?”

Even knowing that Yoomin’s family was trying to do crazy things to her, she felt suffocated by the reality that she couldn’t escape.

“…Yoomin? Do you have some worry? Your expression suddenly doesn’t look good?”

While briefly lost in thought, dad’s worried voice settled down.

Yoomin shook her head vigorously and stood up energetically.

“No, dad! I just felt a bit stuffy. Shall we go for a walk?”

“Isn’t it still cold outside?”

“We can just walk around inside the building. You must feel stuffy too~”

Yoomin brought over dad’s wheelchair that was positioned in front of the hospital room door.

Then she groaned as she supported dad like carrying him and seated him in the wheelchair.

When she started pushing the wheelchair, dad was as happy as a child.

“Dad is so excited! Taking a walk with our Yoomin after so long!”

Her heart felt like it would break at dad’s excited voice.

Dad must have felt much more stuffy than me. Since he can’t even take walks without someone helping him like this….

“Oh right, Yoomin!”

“Yes, dad.”

“You know it’s Grandfather’s birthday next week, right?”

“…Ah…. Has it already come to that?”

“See. You forgot, didn’t you? Good thing I told you.”

“….”

“Buy him a gift and make him seaweed soup. Look around you. Is there anyone like your grandfather? You need to treat him well.”

Yoomin’s hands gripping the wheelchair handles tensed up completely.

“Paying off all that debt and covering hospital bills for over ten years isn’t easy. On top of that, he adopted you, Yoomin, and is raising you like a daughter.”

When Yoomin didn’t respond, Jeonghun glanced back slightly.

Yoomin forced a smile and nodded.

“…Mmm. Of course, I know well.”

“Right. Now that it comes up, if it were dad, I couldn’t have done that much for Suji. He’s my brother but really…an amazing person, yes….”

Suddenly getting emotional while speaking, Jeonghun’s voice trembled at the end.

Yoomin asked her dad only in her heart.

Do you know what the grandfather you’re so grateful to is doing to dad’s daughter?

That he believes in superstitions about his daughter dying young and always pays money to shamans to perform rituals for me to die.

That because of those superstitions, he’s pushing me to marry a low-quality man.

Are you still grateful even knowing that?

She asked repeatedly.

The words that couldn’t come out piled up like sediment in Yoomin’s chest, dirtying her heart.

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After walking for a while, Yoomin brought dad back to the hospital room, said goodbye, and left the hospital.

Because dad had given a speech about gratitude toward grandfather throughout the walk, her heart became even more complicated than before meeting dad.

She even doubted whether dad would understand if she ever said she was leaving home because Yoomin’s family was truly horrible and scary.

With her mind disturbed, she didn’t go straight home after leaving the hospital but wandered around the building.

She only stopped when acrid cigarette smoke pierced her nostrils.

She had reached the smoking booth within the hospital complex.

She was about to turn back when she discovered something and stopped.

For those who need emergency funds.

No conditions X No guarantor X No collateral X

It was an advertising attachment stuck to the side of the ashtray in the smoking booth.

Normally she would have just passed by, but today that particularly caught Yoomin’s attention.

She even bent down to read the text on the attachment once more.

“…If no conditions, guarantor, or collateral are needed… isn’t this loan sharking?”

As Yoomin bent over and muttered quietly in front of the ashtray, the people smoking nearby startled and stepped back.

“Geez, what a surprise.”

“Oh my.”

Regardless, Yoomin read the text written below several times again.

“I wonder how much they’d lend for something like this.”

50 million won might be possible too.

With 50 million won, I could cover Dad’s hospital bills for several months right away.

“I wonder how much the interest would be…”

Rather than being forced to marry Byeongtae and live as his sexual plaything, it would be better to work like a dog and die from overwork…

“How much are you going to borrow?”

That’s when it happened.

Along with a low voice, a cold grassy scent subtly mixed into the air that had been thick only with cigarette smoke.

Just as her head was about to go numb from the familiar scent.

A large shadow fell beside her, and someone bent their waist in the exact same posture as Yoomin.

Yoomin slowly looked to the side.

“…!”

Cool yet persistent eyes tightly captured Yoomin’s gaze and asked again.

“How much do you need, I’m asking.”

Yoomin’s heart began beating so fast she couldn’t handle it.

It was Seol Jaejun.

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