Wedding Ending Chapter 14

As if feigning ignorance, Kang Seunghyun twisted his head to look off into the distance. Just then, the gauze attached to his left temple caught Min Jaeyoon’s eye. Min Jaeyoon caught his breath to soothe his rising anger. Acting arrogantly, Kang Seunghyun muttered:

—So you’re asking for compensation.

—What compensation?

Only then did Kang Seunghyun meet his eyes with the corners of his mouth turned up.

—Let’s continue what we couldn’t finish yesterday.

Min Jaeyoon’s lower lip simmered.

Min Jaeyoon, who had been sharing a kiss by the window, eventually lost all strength in his legs. He landed his buttocks on the bed. However, that was because Kang Seunghyun had lifted him up onto it. Min Jaeyoon’s upper body fell backward just like that. Without any hesitation, Kang Seunghyun pinned Min Jaeyoon down onto the bed and overlapped their bodies.

Min Jaeyoon couldn’t even speak properly because of the tongue pushing its way inside. It was right when Kang Seunghyun let go of the lip he was biting and buried his face in Min Jaeyoon’s neck. Knock, knock. With a low knocking sound, the door smoothly opened.

Entering the room, Im Dongjin wore a flustered face as he set down the paper bag he held in his hand at the entryway. It was a late-night snack that Director Im had told him to bring over, saying Kang Seunghyun hadn’t eaten anything… Im Dongjin apologized in a voice so quiet it was barely audible, then closed the door.

Min Jaeyoon pushed Kang Seunghyun away with all his might. With a terribly displeased face, Kang Seunghyun walked into the shower room. Soon after, the sound of running water from the shower echoed. What Kang Seunghyun meant by “continue” must have referred to what came after that.

—What kind of nonsense are you spouting first thing in the morning!

Min Jaeyoon couldn’t endure it any longer and snapped, letting out a sharp yell. Day would break shortly. Then, the reporters would increase even more. The more they did, the harder it would become to escape. Even so, Kang Seunghyun refused to back down.

—Promise me.

—Wh… what?

—If I read this, you let me shove my cock into your mouth.

A sharp gaze stabbed straight in without warning. His breath hitched, and the throat of the speechless Min Jaeyoon surged. Kang Seunghyun merely rolled his eyes, looking down half-heartedly at the paper left on the table.

—Actually, no. What do I have to trust to make a promise? Just do it now. We can just tell that old guy to come over, disinfect the bed, and do it.

Just by him raising his body, Min Jaeyoon felt a strange sense of crisis. He had always prided himself on never being suppressed by his aura in his entire life. Min Jaeyoon had always been good at revealing his emotions, and Kang Seunghyun belonged to the side that accepted all of it.

Min Jaeyoon speaks, and Kang Seunghyun listens.

It was an immutable law that had not changed for a long time, binding the two together. That might be why Min Jaeyoon had thought of marriage so easily. Because Kang Seunghyun had always listened to his words so very well. He had never doubted that they could part ways whenever he wanted.

But the current Kang Seunghyun was not like that at all.

Weight was added to the sofa where Min Jaeyoon was sitting. He firmly grabbed Kang Seunghyun’s wrist as it reached for his waist as fluidly as running water. Beyond the hospital gown, the arm wrapping into his palm was as hard as stone. Min Jaeyoon’s face turned red in embarrassment.

—N…

As Min Jaeyoon stammered over his words, Kang Seunghyun filled in the rest.

—You want to eat right now?

—The house! I want to do it at the house!

To evade the situation, Min Jaeyoon shouted urgently. Belatedly, heat rushed to his face with a flare. What on earth did I just say?

—The house?

Kang Seunghyun stared intently. The rushing gaze is stinging. Min Jaeyoon dropped his head. The sensation of heat spread all the way to his neck. He was not good at lying. If he showed his face, he would be found out instantly. He nodded his head ever so subtly. At any rate, escaping this place is more urgent. Once they get to the house and find a way again…

The solid wrist Min Jaeyoon had been holding twisted, wrapping around his slender waist.

—Fine. Let’s go and check for myself just how well your back opens up.

Even while saying those words, Kang Seunghyun tried to throw Min Jaeyoon down onto the sofa. Just as Min Jaeyoon, whose upper body was tilted halfway, was losing his wits, the door opened and Im Dongjin came in. However, he did not leave this time. No, he couldn’t leave. Keeping his back turned, Im Dongjin set down two boxes containing suits.

—They said everything is ready….

Kang Seunghyun raised his body with a grumpy face. Not a single trace of embarrassment could be seen. Kang Seunghyun carelessly threw off his hospital gown and changed into the suit.

—There’s no time. Memorize it quickly!

Min Jaeyoon, who had changed into a suit inside the shower room and come out, thrust the paper left on the table forward. Im Dongjin peeled away the gauze on Kang Seunghyun’s head, disinfected the stitched wound, and covered it with his hair.

Kang Seunghyun lifted his index finger and tapped lightly against his left temple.

—Here, it’s all inside this.

Min Jaeyoon blinked his eyes. He had only glanced over it roughly for a very short time, but it seemed he had already memorized it perfectly.

He had forgotten. The fact that Kang Seunghyun was a Dominant Alpha. Their brains could not be compared with the likes of ordinary Betas or Omegas.

Unquestionably, he belonged to the top 1 percent.

…Plop.

Min Jaeyoon’s upper body slid, submerging into the bathtub. Vanishing into the white foam, he closed his eyes tightly. Holding his breath tightly, the scent of Kang Seunghyun’s pheromones could not be felt, but his voice echoing by his ears stubbornly refused to disappear.

💍

With measured steps, Kang Seunghyun moved while holding the paper. His long legs swung around the smoothly rounded desk, and he sat in the chair.

Secretary Song felt an inexplicable anxiety. With a contemplative face, Kang Seunghyun was not taking his eyes off the ‘Mutual Divorce Confirmation Agreement.’ Suddenly, he opened his mouth.

“Song.”

“Ah, yes… I am Song Taehoon. You may comfortably call me Secretary Song.”

Secretary Song handled it skillfully. It was right at the moment he was about to rustle around and pull something out from the bag he had brought in, like a merchant.

“Song, tell me.”

“Tell… tell you what, sir?”

Secretary Song placed the repaired cell phone and tablet onto the study desk. However, Kang Seunghyun didn’t even spare a glance, shaking the piece of paper.

“Why I am on the verge of being divorced.”

“….”

No matter how much he was Secretary Song, there was no way for him to know the private life of the two. He merely surmised it based on the series of situations he had observed so far. Min Jaeyoon was the type to vent about everything without holding back, and Kang Seunghyun was the one who remained consistently tight-lipped.

Even at the time the accident occurred, hadn’t Min Jaeyoon told him to get a divorce? Secretary Song deliberated internally whether he should convey those words or not. Nevertheless, to the outside world, Min Jaeyoon frequently stood by Kang Seunghyun’s side and supported him.

People treated Min Jaeyoon, who was next to him, more comfortably than Kang Seunghyun. Implicitly, they tried to slip work-related matters to Min Jaeyoon so they would be passed on to Kang Seunghyun, but Min Jaeyoon never did such things.

Though it could be that he simply didn’t know. Secretary Song, too, ultimately could not know the deep, innermost thoughts of Min Jaeyoon.

Kang Seunghyun tossed the paper onto the desk.

“Alcohol, assaulting an Omega, illegal overseas gambling… there’s no way I would have lost in gambling, though?”

Overly confident in himself, Kang Seunghyun continued his questions based on what he had seen on the news.

“Which of these do you think applies to me?”

“That… well….”

“Yeah. Tell me the truth.”

Kang Seunghyun couldn’t wait for an answer and moved his hands. Using both hands, he yanked open the drawers this way and that. A diary book, fountain pens of identical design lined up, ink, tape, scissors—every single item was lined up perfectly without any disarray. As he went further down, documents appeared. Leaving the drawers open carelessly, Kang Seunghyun clicked his tongue.

“I was a patient.”

Secretary Song opened his lips and then closed them. He couldn’t bring himself to say that he looked more like a patient right now.

“Lining up objects like this….”

Kang Seunghyun, who was about to lift his head as if urging Secretary Song for an answer, pulled something out without hesitation.

“What’s this? There’s one more copy?”

A cold sweat trickled down the back of Secretary Song’s neck. Setting down the ‘Mutual Divorce Confirmation Agreement’ on both sides, Kang Seunghyun wore a grave face. It was an appearance as if he were analyzing a genuine artifact.

“It was two months ago? I received them quite periodically.”

“Ha… haha….”

Secretary Song let out a witless laugh despite himself. Kang Seunghyun snapped his head up. At his sharp gaze, Secretary Song shrank his shoulders.

“I am sorry. I didn’t mean to laugh….”

“Just answer what I ask. How long have you been by my side?”

“Ever since you took office at the age of twenty-five, Executive Director, I have served you continuously.”

“Four years?”

“Yes… it should be around that long.”

“Then you must know me well.”