Unhealthy - Chapter 18

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Chapter 18. The Goose That Lays Golden Eggs

“Money. If it’s not money, there’s no reason to go this far.”

The way he desperately struggled to hold onto Hae-yeong, who yearned for independence more each day, was terribly suspicious.

Jejun began rummaging through the depths of the drawer again with eyes gleaming in the darkness.

In the deep dawn after practically turning the entire study upside down, Jejun finally grasped the bundle of papers he had been targeting.

“I knew it would be like this.”

Jejun hadn’t even thought to look at the safe where Gi Chairman kept important house documents, business-related papers, and precious metals from the beginning.

To the careless Gi Chairman, Hae-yeong was merely a useful tool, not a precious card worth as much as the assets that were his lifeline.

So it was obvious that documents related to her would also be carelessly thrown into a pile of randomly stored papers rather than kept in the safe.

His guess was not wrong.

Finding the contract and reports related to Hae-yeong’s aunt, An Ji-min’s whereabouts in the messy pile of documents, Jejun’s lips curved up in a grotesque shape.

“They said she was missing. But she was alive.”

Hae-yeong’s aunt, who was supposedly missing, was alive.

Jejun swallowed his trembling breath and began calmly reading through the contents attached next to the report.

“An Ji-min, blood relative of An Dae-jin and An Dae-cheon, becomes the legal guardian of An Hae-yeong. Therefore, as guardian of the minor An Hae-yeong, An Ji-min has priority in exercising management and disposal rights over inherited assets.”

This made it clear why Gi Chairman had raised Hae-yeong like volunteer work for such a long time.

He had found a definite justification for why Gi Chairman had quietly searched for Hae-yeong’s blood relatives behind the scenes, why he had kept her excessively close all this time, and why he had desperately prevented her independence.

The enormous inheritance left to Hae-yeong. And even her only blood relative who held the key to it.

The moment the misaligned puzzle pieces fit together, Jejun burst into hollow laughter like someone who had lost his mind in the darkness.

Whether Gi Tae-jun knew this fact and turned a blind eye, or whether he too was watching for an opportunity to stab Gi Chairman in the back was unknown, but now the game had completely changed.

The past days when he had tried to win her favor to bring Hae-yeong, who had seemed like an untouchable sanctuary, under his control flashed by hazily.

The past when he had dismissed her as merely Gi Chairman’s special treasure and tried to conquer that noble female body and make her completely his own was embarrassing enough.

An Hae-yeong was not simply Gi Chairman’s decoration or display piece. She was truly the goose that lays golden eggs.

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Hae-yeong was practically being kept like livestock, stripped of both her underwear and the clothes she had worn, wearing only one loose T-shirt of Taejun’s.

On her thighs exposed below the T-shirt hem, traces of last night bloomed sparsely like red flowers, but Taejun didn’t seem to mind them much. No, he seemed to have no particular interest.

It felt like only she was conscious of it, which made her mood sink a little.

Every time the kiss mark she had carved on Taejun’s neckline in her intoxication became visible, she turned bright red from her face to her neck. Unlike her, it seemed like these things didn’t matter to him at all.

“Eat.”

Looking at the ice cream cup Taejun offered as dessert, Hae-yeong shook her head back and forth as if sick of it.

“I just ate tons of dessert a little while ago. I really can’t eat anymore.”

Not to mention that he prepared a full table of Korean food for every meal, after finishing meals, various desserts were delivered to the house from who knows where.

He would offer different types of cake slices, or present sweet drinks as big as her face, so she couldn’t refuse and nibbled at them bit by bit.

Now there was no more space to push anything into her stomach.

Taejun himself didn’t even touch the desserts, just watched her chewing with satisfaction.

Hae-yeong, hugging her knees and pulling down the T-shirt hem tightly to hide her mottled legs, suddenly held out one of the ice cream cups given to her toward Taejun.

“I don’t eat cold things.”

“You’re barely thirty, so why do you say you don’t eat cold things like an old man?”

Hae-yeong grumbled sullenly and pouted her lips. Taejun’s brow furrowed slightly as he crossed his arms indifferently, but Hae-yeong didn’t stop and pushed the cup closer.

Eventually Taejun had no choice but to reluctantly accept the ice cream cup she offered.

“What’s the big deal about this. Such a fuss.”

Taejun grumbled as he opened the lid. Hae-yeong tilted her head sideways and rested her cheek on her knee, taking in every movement of Taejun acting like he couldn’t win.

“See, you’re eating it.”

Only after seeing him scoop up a big spoonful like he was putting on a show and push the ice cream into his mouth did a bright smile appear on Hae-yeong’s face.

Every time the cold metal spoon touched his lips, Taejun’s eyebrows twitched, which looked quite cute.

“I thought you couldn’t eat it because it was cold, so I almost felt hurt.”

“Since I’m indulging you, you’re climbing endlessly higher.”

Taejun muttered lowly as he swallowed the cold sweetness.

Though his words were very sharp, in his eyes looking at Hae-yeong, instead of last night’s fierce blue madness, there was a gentleness that didn’t suit him at all.

“You’re going to indulge me anyway.”

Hae-yeong added, tilting her head slightly to the side.

After the fear that had bound her lifted, in that empty space, Hae-yeong’s characteristic innocence that wanted to lean on Taejun’s long-standing affection bloomed clearly.

Taejun quietly gazed at her defenseless face.

“Is it fun? Playing around with this old man?”

Taejun laughed lowly as if absurd and propped his chin. His gaze was still persistently scanning Hae-yeong’s flushed red face.

Under that blatant gaze, Hae-yeong fidgeted with the T-shirt hem and mumbled.

“You said you’re not an old man.”

“I didn’t say I wasn’t. Everyone who’s been to the military is an old man.”

Taejun leaned back deeply against the sofa with the spoon in his mouth.

From his collarbone slightly visible between his shirt and his relaxed gestures, the scent of a mature man wafted strongly.

Hae-yeong felt her heart tickle at that blatant comfort and hurriedly lowered her gaze.

“If you say that, what does that make me?”

Hae-yeong sat up as if wronged. The loose T-shirt she wore instead of a blanket slipped down below her shoulder, revealing white skin, but

“What does that make you.”

“It’s like I became a… college student who rolled around with an old man… that, well…”

Hae-yeong trailed off and blushed.

The playful energy from just moments ago was nowhere to be found, and last night’s heat suddenly surged up, seeming to heat her nape hotly.

“Isn’t there some more sophisticated language? So crude.”

Taejun put down his spoon and let out a snickering laugh.

He stared intently at Hae-yeong’s face as she was flustered and didn’t know what to do, as if exploring it.

When her reflection appeared too clearly in those deep eyes, Hae-yeong tried to avoid his gaze but then met his eyes straight as if she wouldn’t back down, expressing puzzlement.

“Why are you staring at me like that?”

Taejun quietly gazed at Hae-yeong’s clear face as she crouched again with her cheek against her knee, showing puzzlement.

Then he looked at her fingertips fidgeting with the T-shirt hem, hiding her anxiety, and swallowed dryly.

The way she fearlessly met his gaze while unable to hide her tension was quite pitiful and stimulating.

“For someone who received a marriage proposal, you seem too calm.”

“…What should be different? And that proposal was just for saving face. In other words, wasn’t I used for Gi Tae-jun’s marriage rejection?”

“Used?”

Taejun’s eyebrow rose diagonally with question.

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