The New Groom Chapter 32

Joo Seungchan, having bowed politely, exited the study with a light step. In that moment, Lee Jeongrok realized there were only two ways to escape Joo Seungchan.

Either reveal the truth to his wife, or give up everything and get a divorce.

Whichever he chose, his married life would end in ruin. He couldn’t go through with a divorce. As for revealing the truth—that was absolutely, even if it meant dying, an impossible thing to do.

He couldn’t let go of anything he held in his hands, but he couldn’t just remain trapped like this either.

That night, Lee Jeongrok spent the night in the study, using work as an excuse. He couldn’t sleep a wink. He was terrified of the outside world where morning was brightening, of the incessantly moving minute hand, and of Joo Seungchan, who would be waiting for him even in his dreams. But morning arrived, regardless. Just as Hwang Bosik said, it was a law of nature that changed for nothing, no matter what happened.

The issue of sleeping in separate rooms, at least, was settled fizzlingly. Hwang Imin slept soundly in the bridal chamber, leaving Lee Jeongrok’s spot empty as usual.

Although he had stayed up all night, Lee Jeongrok washed and finished preparing for work at the usual time. As he went downstairs, Kim Soohyun was just entering after her early morning yoga. The two of them ate breakfast together as always. Lee Jeongrok engaged in conversation with his mother-in-law, pretending to be cheerful while simultaneously imagining in his head the things that were about to befall him. He could barely eat his meal. However, he brushed his teeth diligently for a long time. After wiping his lips with a towel, he stood there in that spot for a long while.

What if he just held out?

Even if he didn’t go down to the parking lot, Joo Seungchan wouldn’t come looking for him. Even if he hid in the bedroom and pulled the covers over his head, Joo Seungchan wouldn’t rip the covers off and drag him out.

Because no matter how much he struggled, Lee Jeongrok would eventually fall into his clutches. Because he was trapped in a deep, fatal trap from which he couldn’t escape as long as he lived in this house. He would wait for his “teasing” and “playing hard to get” self as much as he wanted.

In the end, Lee Jeongrok went down to the parking lot on his own feet at the usual time. Joo Seungchan, sitting on the hood of the car with a cigarette in his mouth, was chatting noisily with Hwang Bosik’s driver. He didn’t seem to be waiting for Lee Jeongrok at all. Rather, it was the driver who spotted Lee Jeongrok first. The driver greeted him in a booming, gangster-like voice.

“General Manager, you’re out!”

“Oh? You’re out already?”

As if he hadn’t expected it, Joo Seungchan turned around, looking surprised. When he spotted Lee Jeongrok, he beamed. His face was as bright and white as a gourd flower that had just burst open. Unable to hide his joy, Joo Seungchan approached in one stride, looking like he didn’t know what to do with himself.

“Well, look at that. Thought you’d be dragging your feet, but you’re out on time? And I was actually going to let it slide if you were late today. You’re even dressed up nicely, aren’t you? Huh? Hahaha.”

“…I just came out on time, like always.”

“Sure, sure. Who doesn’t know our General Manager is sharp as a tack with his schedule? I’ll take you to the office nice and safe. Get in, please.”

An excited Joo Seungchan flung the back door open. Lee Jeongrok, terrified of what was about to happen to him, got into the car with a more docile attitude than usual. Joo Seungchan greeted Hwang Bosik’s driver, with whom he had been chatting, in an over-the-top manner, then got into the driver’s seat.

“Didn’t forget anything, did you? Phone, wallet, seatbelt, got them all? Okay. Let’s go.”

As soon as they left the parking lot, a drizzling rain flowed down the windowpanes. A gloomy morning sky revealed itself beyond the wipers that pushed the raindrops away without rest. Lee Jeongrok sat back, looking outside with unfocused eyes. It wasn’t until they were nearing the exit of the alleyway that he realized something had changed drastically.

It was quiet. Except for the sound of rain hitting the windows, it was so quiet it was nearly desolate. It was because Joo Seungchan hadn’t turned on a trashy soap opera.

Lee Jeongrok, who had accidentally glanced at the rearview mirror, made eye contact with Joo Seungchan. It seemed Joo Seungchan had been watching him the whole time. Lee Jeongrok jerked his head away as if he had seen a bug with dozens of legs. Joo Seungchan laughed out loud.

Because he was so tense, he was a step late in realizing the route was strange. Instead of turning left at the intersection, he went straight, and at the next signal, he headed in the completely opposite direction of the company. Lee Jeongrok, who had been dazed like someone whose soul had left his body, felt his heart drop. As they got further and further away from the company, the reality of what was happening to him finally felt terrifyingly real. When he hurriedly checked the rearview mirror, Joo Seungchan was still staring at him.

Joo Seungchan smiled.

“Come up front.”

“…What?”

“Move your seat to the passenger side.”

His heart suddenly pounded like crazy. Lee Jeongrok gripped his seatbelt involuntarily with hands that were instantly covered in sweat.

“Why?”

“You’ll know when you get here. Get over here, fast.”

“…How am I supposed to move seats right now? If you have something to say, pull the car over.”

“Just squeeze through the seats.”

“…Then why would I have to do such a bothersome thing…”

Joo Seungchan, without stopping the car, suddenly reached his arm back. His arm was so long that before he could even dodge, he was grabbed by his suit jacket. Whether the luxurious, high-thread-count fabric wrinkled or not, ominous veins bulged on the fist that held the jacket tightly.

“Am I going to drag you, or are you coming over yourself?”

“…Le, let go. I, I’ll go, I’ll go.”

Joo Seungchan, having let go of the jacket, grabbed the steering wheel with both hands again. Lee Jeongrok unbuckled his seatbelt with uncontrollably shaking hands. For a moment, he thought about how it would be if he took the seatbelt and strangled that bastard, and in fact, his arm did extend halfway, but he only confirmed the fact that he lacked the guts to do so. He, who couldn’t even bring himself to decide on a divorce from his wife, could never have the guts to kill someone.

Lee Jeongrok awkwardly pushed his body between the seats and moved to the passenger side. It had been a long time since he sat in the passenger seat. Even in that situation, the seat, which was pressed tight against the glove box, was uncomfortable, so he instinctively pulled the lever to adjust the position. As he fumbled to buckle his seatbelt, Joo Seungchan gestured.

“No, suck my cock before you put on the belt.”

“…”

“Huh?”

Joo Seungchan, who turned around to look at a speechless Lee Jeongrok, let out a cackling laugh. Lee Jeongrok was frozen with a face so drained of blood he looked like he was about to faint. Regardless, he unbuckled his waist belt. He pulled the belt without hesitation, removed the buckle, and unbuttoned his pants. He was already half-erect, perhaps just from the imagination of receiving oral sex. Joo Seungchan pulled back the elastic band of his underwear and unreservedly pulled out a large, curved cock from inside.

An aghast Lee Jeongrok hurriedly looked around outside the window. They had already entered a quiet two-lane road. There were only rice paddies and fields around them. He barely managed to suppress a gasp, but seeing the monstrosity before his eyes made his mouth go dry all over again.

Joo Seungchan held the steering wheel with one hand and rubbed his member with the other. The disgustingly large organ swelled and bobbed in no time. Moreover, god knows why there was so much fluid; his glans was already dripping with pre-cum, soaking it wet.

“Don’t just stare. You keep looking at it so lewdly, it feels like I’m going to cum before you even suck it.”

“Crazy… You crazy bastard. You…”

Lee Jeongrok, shocked and aroused, stammered.

“Are, are you even human? Are you human, you beastly, filthy…”

“I think I’m a fucking pervert.”

It was a sudden moment of self-reflection. Lee Jeongrok was speechless again at the random remark.

“Why do I get so turned on when you curse? Every time you babble with that tiny mouth of yours, I feel like I’m going to lose it. It’s so fucking cute… fuck!”

Suddenly letting out a string of profanities, Joo Seungchan laughed and turned to look at Lee Jeongrok. He was truly like a lunatic.

“Quit testing me and start sucking. I felt like I was seriously going to die trying to hold it in until now.”

“No, you son of a bitch!”

Lee Jeongrok shouted, his shoulders trembling. It was out of the question. He had come to the passenger seat because he was threatened to, but he would have to be insane to suck a man’s cock in the morning—no, morning or evening, he would be insane to do it. Furthermore, they were in a car. It was his car, the one he rode every single day to commute. From the study to the office, and now even in the car—Lee Jeongrok could not tolerate it. Even if Joo Seungchan threw a punch, some things he just couldn’t do.