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Chapter 67
by GideonThe moment his glans brushed her cervix, she shuddered and gasped, overwhelmed by a wave of intense pleasure and searing heat.
“I… I think I’d even be okay dying from this,” she whimpered.
“Please…!”
Yundo gritted his teeth, the veins in his forehead and neck bulging. As his cock swelled further, Hyewan flinched.
“Don’t… stimulate me any more.”
Her body, now hotter than water, screamed in protest. The steam rising from their skin made her mind haze over. The last shred of his reason warned him: Hyewan, gasping and moaning like she’s about to faint, won’t be able to take any more of this.
But he only pulled her tighter and thrust his hips forward with all his might.
“Ahhh!”
It didn’t matter who heard them anymore. He had to reach the peak of this pleasure. Hyewan groaned, her body trembling as she endured a pleasure so sharp it felt like being pierced by a metal skewer. Yundo pulled her down again, forcing her to sit on his cock.
“Hnnngh…”
The climax was so intense it turned her vision white, stealing her voice. He held her shaking body and pushed her to the limit.
I’m going to die, she thought.
Hyewan’s world swayed. The moment she reached out to grab his arm, Yundo’s body stiffened. Gushes of semen filled her completely.
It feels too good.
“What about the water? People will know… I’m so embarrassed.”
“We weren’t the only ones. The neighbors did it too.”
“How do you know?”
“I heard it earlier while I was smoking.”
“Stop smoking. I really hate it when you taste like cigarettes when we kiss.”
“Okay.”
Before he could even savor the afterglow of their climax, he was scolded. He pulled Hyewan, who was leaning against him languidly, into an embrace.
“But will you still kiss me when we go back to Seoul?”
“I’ll have to ask my mom.”
He chuckled. Min-suk would obviously object. Even knowing that, he couldn’t help but smile at how cute Hyewan was in this moment.
“I’m sleepy.”
“Alright, let’s go inside.”
Yundo got up first and threw on his robe. He helped her up, quickly wrapped her in her own robe, and lifted her into his arms. Hyewan leaned her head against his shoulder.
The balcony door closed, and the night returned to its stillness.
Back in Seoul, they shared one last outing before Hyewan had to return to the hospital.
“Yundo, you go in first,” she said. “I’ll follow in a bit.”
“Why? Just come in with me.”
“You two need to talk alone. Besides, if we walk in together, it’ll look strange. Like a three-way confrontation.”
“Is that what you’re trying to do?”
“They’ll probably think it’s a two-on-one fight,” she replied.
Maybe so, he thought. After all, they had broken off their engagement amid a storm of rumors.
“Alright, I’ll go in first. Be careful getting out of the car.”
“Don’t worry.”
Yundo was always on edge whenever he had to leave Hyewan’s side. In truth, he’d been so tense while driving that his neck felt stiff.
When they entered the reserved restaurant, Min Sena was already there, waiting for them. Yundo checked the time. He had also arrived five minutes early. What’s gotten into Min Sena? She’s always at least thirty minutes late for our appointments.
Yundo approached Min Sena and spoke to her.
“You’re keeping your promises now, I see?”
Min Sena frowned.
“When you see someone, you should greet them first before you start criticizing them.”
“Criticizing? This was a compliment.”
He sat down in a chair and offered his thanks.
“Thanks to you, I’ve settled a big matter. I caught all the bedbugs without burning down the whole house.”
At that, Min Sena smirked.
“I wondered what you wanted to see me for. Now you’ve paid back the debt from three years ago, right? Let’s call it even, even if it’s a little short.”
“Let’s do that. Thank you.”
Then Sena frowned.
“This is so annoying. No one even knows I paid off the debt.”
“They’ll find out eventually. That there’s no debt left between me and Ms. Min Sena.”
“What’s with the ‘Ms. Min Sena’?”
“Hyewan told me not to be sweet to other women.”
“Sweet?” Sena scoffed. “Sweet? Is he kidding? Cha Yundo, sweet? You know, Ko Hyewan, you’ve got some serious rose-colored glasses on.”
“That’s why we got married.”
“Then you should treat her better. Or you’ll get div—” Sena gasped, her own words startling her. She quickly clamped her hand over her mouth and glanced around.
“What’s wrong?”
“The news about Cha Yundo’s divorce hasn’t broken yet. If I’m the one who leaks it, he’ll blame me again.”
“Why are you so scared? That’s not like you, Min Sena.”
“What is like me? I don’t even know anymore.”
“You’re so shameless.”
Min Sena, who had secretly hoped for a better answer, glared at Yundo. Just then, Hyewan appeared.
Startled, Min Sena asked, “Hyewan, you’re here too?”
“Yeah. Hyewan, over here.”
Min Sena didn’t know what face to make. In the end, she half-rose from her seat to greet her. “Hello.”
“Yes, hello. It’s been a while.”
“How is your health?”
“Walking still isn’t easy, but being able to do this much is already a huge improvement.”
“I’m glad to hear that.”
Min Sena sat back down with an awkward smile. Yundo helped Hyewan pull out a chair to sit.
“Thank you for helping us find the exact cause of the accident.”
Thanks to Min Sena’s help, Haetsal’s death had not been in vain.
“Cha Yundo already thanked you for everything. You don’t need to do it again, Hyewan.”
“I should be the one thanking you. Thank you.”
“Oh, stop it… I never expected this. I was just passing along Min Se-hun’s message.”
“You only came to tell me because you found something you liked.”
Yundo placed a manila envelope on the table.
“What’s this?”
“Min Sena should be the one to see it.”
Min Sena. It was strange how even his polite way of addressing her irritated her. Inside the envelope was a proxy agreement for Yundo’s shares in Namdo Apparel, the company owned by Min Sena’s family.
Namdo Apparel’s primary customer base had always been women in their twenties and thirties. However, as their menswear sales surged, the womenswear line had developed a reputation for being something only women in their forties and older would buy. Min Sena, if nothing else, had the impeccable fashion sense of a true heiress to a clothing empire. She was the perfect person to gamble on reviving the womenswear line.
“Min Se-hun ruining last year’s sales will work in your favor. I heard the shareholders and executives are furious. This is your chance to strike.”
“Look, my father might leave me an inheritance, but he’ll never give me the company.”
“He’d say that before the company went bankrupt. But the situation is different now, isn’t it? Tell him to place his bet.”
The affair that had drawn the world’s scorn was over, and the other woman was gone. All that remained was the public’s cold gaze, the stigma of being a homewrecker, and a crushing sense of shame.
Just then, Hyewan spoke.
“Don’t look next to you.”
“Why…?”
“I said don’t look.”
“Ouch!”
Sena stifled a groan as Yundo and Hyewan kicked her in the shins at the exact same time.
“Ow… That hurts. I guess the saying about a married couple being one in spirit is true. How did you time that so perfectly?”
“Someone’s taking pictures of us. They must recognize us,” Hyewan explained.
“To remember something from three years ago… What a small world. And what dedicated people.”
“Agreed,” Yundo said, his opinion aligning perfectly with Sena’s.
While they were in agreement, Hyewan called a staff member over. “We’d like to order.”
Sena’s eyes widened. “You’re actually going to eat?”
Yundo nodded. “It’ll make us look closer.”
“Who will?”
“Me,” Hyewan said with a bright smile.
“I… don’t really get it. Are you trying to manage my image right now?”
“Yes. So you should smile too, Sena.”
Sena shook her head. She couldn’t wrap her head around the two people in front of her.
The next morning, Dong-yeong came in to report his schedule and asked, “Hyung, are you working for UNICEF these days?”
“What are you talking about?”
Instead of answering, Dong-yeong showed him an article on his tablet. Photos of Yundo and Hyewan having dinner with Min Sena the previous night had been posted on social media, and now a news article had even been published.
“If you receive help, you have to pay it back.”
“Even so, does she really have to go this far?”
“Hyewan said that if she’s going to repay a favor, she has to do it thoroughly.”
“Ah, your sister-in-law is a saint.”
Yundo couldn’t understand it, but he figured it was possible if it was Hyewan.
“At the alumni reunion, Min Sena helped Hyewan out.”
“Why? Min Sena isn’t the type to do that.”
Min Sena, who had always lived a mainstream life, had fallen from grace to become someone despised even by her own family due to her own mistakes. Like Min-suk said, she was unforgivable, but Yundo decided to try to understand her. After all, he wasn’t a perfect person himself.
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