Was I Born Out of Wedlock?!
After talking for about an hour at the cafe, he asked about the relationship between her and Seo Jia, and whether there was anything else she was hiding.
“No. That’s everything.”
“To summarize: you thought that if Seo Jia handed you divorce papers because she wanted to engage in SM play, you would grant it, but she didn’t. Then, after you actually got divorced, she came to your house and told you to take her back. And the ‘Master’ thing? She started doing that on her own because she went completely insane.”
“That’s right.”
“Since you don’t really know what you’re like when you’re drunk... well, you can just understand it exactly as I’ve described.”
He still found it hard to accept. That he became someone else when he was drunk. He hadn’t seen it with his own eyes or anything, so he couldn’t feel it yet, but just hearing it was enough to make his skin crawl. It felt like he had another personality inside him. Then, he said,
“Anyway, let’s leave it at that for today.”
“Um, then...”
“Ah, I told you I’m not reporting it to the police, didn’t I? Instead...”
—
“Mm... good. Senior...”
Sitting in the backseat of the car, he had her on his lap and was caressing her breasts. Seeing her tell him to do it once before they went inside, he had looked at her with an incredulous expression, wondering why on earth he was doing this, but his manhood had already hardened and was prodding between her legs. ‘I really... even I think I’m pathetic...’ He felt revulsion at himself for getting aroused by something like this, but since he felt like this was something he shouldn’t be doing, he occasionally—
“Secretary, this is...”
“Byeol-ah. Just do it.”
“...Right, Byeol-ah. This doesn’t feel right. If I do this to my secretary, anyone who sees it...”
“It’s something I permitted in the contract, so there’s no problem. And if that’s what you were thinking, why did you do it yesterday?”
He had nothing to say. While her breasts were being molested like that, Eun Byeol’s body trembled periodically, soaking her panties despite the liner she had put on. And the scent that he felt at the tip of his nose, which grew stronger as time passed.
“I don’t know about that... don’t talk about it. I hate it.”
“No, it’s just... that’s how I feel...”
“I... I know too.”
As she kept getting wetter, soaking the front of his trousers, the scent of apples grew stronger. It wasn’t so much an artificial scent, but rather the scent of natural apple juice. She tried to close her legs to keep him from smelling it, but it had already spread through the car like an air freshener.
“It’s not like it’s not there just because you do that.”
“...Be quiet. No, why are you so good at this? Seriously... it’s annoying, really...”
Thinking that he must have done this for other women, especially Seo Jia, a strange sense of jealousy flared up, and she tried to get angry at him, but as if to extinguish her anger before it could grow, he bit down on her breast and caressed it with his tongue. As she arched her back like a bow, she quickly grabbed him and said,
“That’s... cowardly, really...”
“....”
“It’s really lewd that you’re getting an erection while biting your secretary’s breasts.”
“...I know, I can’t help it. You’re the one who told me to.”
“Did you like it when you were trying to bang your female college junior?”
“...”
Better to keep his mouth shut. He didn’t know what kind of results might follow if he said something unnecessary.
“That’s right, hng... ah, I haven’t given you permission yet.”
“For what.”
“...Not penetration yet. A little more... making you mine...”
“Me?”
“Wh, who else could it be, hng, who else could it be...!”
With that, she shook her waist very slowly. It seemed she had learned that rubbing against his tented trousers felt good, and was subconsciously trying to hump him. But this time, he launched a counterattack.
“Why are you rubbing? You said you wouldn’t do this.”
“...My, my choice...!”
“Then it’s going to smell even more.”
“....”
When he said that, she told him she would do it just a little bit more, then increased the speed of her waist, jerked her hips violently, trembled, and then hugged him tightly, panting as she caught her breath.
“Just now, it was... it was a little strange, really...”
“How so?”
“...Asking something like that is rude... haa, it’s rude...”
Thinking that she should wear a sanitary pad from now on, she worried that she wouldn’t be able to feel the sensation well, which would be unsatisfying.
“D-do it a little more... before I really go to the police station...!”
With that, Eun Byeol thought back to the day she was first held by him, when she had asked her father after returning home drunk.
—
“Dad, there’s someone I like.”
“I see. Is that so?”
He knew who it was, so he didn’t bother asking.
“But it’s so hard to get closer to that person.”
“Hmm. Is it because you only see them for work purposes at the company?”
“Yes, that’s... that’s right. So I want to get close to them faster and more...”
She felt like she had been seen through, but she asked anyway. Her parents had a love marriage, after all. She thought she might get an answer if she asked about that.
“Your mom always said that. That I married her because I loved her so much.”
“That’s right. You’re a romantic, Dad.”
He shook his head. “No, it didn’t start like that. I just grew to like her as we lived together.”
“Then...?”
“Your mom tried to grab me by the throat and shake me at first.”
He thought his daughter was old enough to hear this story now. Meanwhile, her mother, who had been listening quietly in the master bedroom, rushed out and covered her husband’s mouth tightly.
“Byeol is drunk, shall we get our daughter inside?”
“No! Let go of Dad, quickly...!”
“Ugh... mph!”
Her mother glared at her father, who was trying to tell the story in the most sanitized way possible, and gave him a warning—or something close to it—that it wouldn’t be good for his health if he kept talking like that. The bedroom door closed.
“When I was a college student, there was a girl boarding at our house. I was in the middle of my working life, and that girl was a freshman in college. That’s your mom now.”
He said his room was on the second floor back then, trying to tell the story in a very sanitized way, and that he had been watching some Japanese cartoons late at night to comfort himself, but at that moment, her mother had been secretly watching the scene from the door behind where he was sitting.
And the content of that cartoon was—
“It was about what happened between a boarder and the landlord’s son. I was grabbed by the collar and blackmailed for quite a long time because of that. ....”
“....That’s the reason you got married?”
“Otherwise, she said she would tell your grandparents that their son was doing strange things with that content—and it was so scary. So I did everything she told me to. Then we had an accident.”
“Wait, was I born because of an accident?”
“...Th-that is the secret of your birth...”
She wasn’t sure if this was right, but Eun Byeol felt her drunkenness vanish, and her father sat on the sofa in the living room, scratching his head and sighing deeply.
“Anyway, daughter, you can get close to someone if you try something strange you never thought of.”
“....”
“I didn’t even talk to your mom, but we started to get close after that. It was tiring because she blackmailed me, but other than that, she seemed like a decent person and kept sticking to me...”
“Is this right, Dad?”
“Aren’t you going to sleep, honey?!”
That was how she had written that contract, based on what had happened between her parents, intending to follow that same route herself.
—
“Haa...”
After sending Eun Byeol away, he cracked the window open slightly throughout the drive because his trousers were soaked and the scent of her apples was thicker than any air freshener.
“....”
But he closed it soon after. Because the scent was quite delicious and refreshing, and secondly...
‘When we get married, I’ll even write a contract if you want.’
‘I’ll follow my husband’s words within the household,’
‘And I’ll offer my opinions occasionally...’
‘I’ll respect you. Because you’re the person I love.’
He couldn’t help but feel his heart race after hearing those words. Right. About three months since the divorce. Isn’t this much okay? It wasn’t illegal to meet someone else legally. He thought that, but his heart was heavy, not because this was an act that made him feel like it was an affair, but—
“....”
Seo Jia’s expression, as she said to please look past it just once because things would change in the future, kept coming to mind. Others wouldn’t understand. What his current state of mind was. Even though he hated her more than anyone, they had spent time living together, so even though they were divorced, the act itself made him feel sorry for Seo Jia. And although he had said he had no feelings left at all, how could that happen in just three months? He had occasionally thought of his ex-wife even when he felt like dying of exhaustion at the time of the divorce. He had just suppressed it and pretended not to know. If he had no feelings to begin with, he wouldn’t have replied to the KakaoTalk message Seo Jia sent in the middle of the night. So, as soon as the traffic light turned red, he clutched his head, agonizing over what to do.
Like that, he arrived home.
“You’re here?”
“....”
“Clothes, if you give them to me, I’ll...”
“Go inside.”
I don’t want to see you turning anyone into salted fish, or you becoming the salted fish yourself.
“Was work not tiring?”
This time, she brought up something other than his clothes. It was fresh, but it wasn’t a freshness that made him feel good.
“Yeah. Go inside.”
“Ah... um, dinner is...”
“I’ll take care of it. Go inside.”
I dislike you, and I feel like I’ve become the sinner. Just go inside for a bit.
“Yes, I’m sorry.”
He had spoken to her as if scolding her to go inside because he felt like he had committed a sin, but the tone of her reply was enough to make him feel sorry. She looked at his back for a moment, then slowly walked into her room. And after saying that, she sat on the carpet in the study and thought about something for a while. She wondered if she had been hurt because he had spoken so firmly, as if trying to push her away, but she was lost in other thoughts.
As if to prove it, she soon muttered to herself in a small voice,
‘...The phone, I must get the phone.’
‘When he’s sleeping, I have to secretly... delete that video, no, move it.’
‘And there’s too much apple scent. Apple smell... it’s that bitch again. That bitch who deserves to be killed.’
‘He couldn’t have seen it, could he? If he saw it, it would be a disaster... My face probably appeared on the lens when it started. He’ll know I’m the one who filmed it.’
Seo Jia was worried about many things for other reasons.