The Dilemma of Two Women
Seeing the two women, whom he had expected to clash loudly and frequently, not actually coming to blows, he felt a slight sense of relief. Ever since Eunbyul had arrived at his home, his only thought had been, I wish one of them would just die. He absolutely loathed being exhausted.
To Eunbyul, who had trampled Seo Jia into the dirt in an instant, he said, "Hey."
"It's 'Byul-ah,' isn't it?"
"Right. Eunbyul... Byul-ah."
"Yes, Senior?"
Maybe he should have just let Seo Jia win. No, that wasn't right either. When it came to being exhausting, she was also beyond compare.
"Why did you come here?"
"Hmm... Oh, right. The reason I came to your house this morning. I meant to tell you, but I got carried away by my emotions."
With that, she pulled out the document envelope from yesterday again, placed it on the table, and took out two sheets of paper, offering one to him and one for Seo Jia to see. As soon as Jia, who was half out of her mind, saw it, her eyes widened as she looked back and forth between the contract and him.
[Article 1] On the condition that 'B' keeps silent about the criminal damage 'A' received from 'B', if 'A' requests it, 'A' shall continue to caress the specific body parts of 'A' until 'A' tells them to stop...
"W-what is this, Master?"
"..."
"What do you mean, what is it? Our Senior was so drunk he just bit my chest, chomp! Hehe."
"That's..." He wanted to say, You liked it too, I saw it all! but Eunbyul was faster.
"Say one more word without permission. I'll either rip that mouth open with a knife or sew it shut."
"...."
She spat the words out like a machine gun without a moment's hesitation. Jia looked up at him with a dazed expression, wondering what she had just heard, but there was nothing he could do. It was only today, right now, that he realized Eunbyul was the kind of person who could use such foul language.
"To put it simply, from now on, Suhyun Senior will caress me according to the contents of this contract whenever I command it."
"And sex, the same applies... That's how I plan to become the Senior's wife."
Having returned to formal speech, Eunbyul switched her personality like a light switch. She, who had always lived in an environment where she was superior, the best, and an elite, had become a pitiful cat with its tail tucked between its legs, having met a formidable rival in Eunbyul after her ex-husband. However, when she saw the next page,
"Hey, you bitch, you liked it too. I saw it all!"
"....Ha,"
"Wait, what did you see...?"
While Eunbyul, her eyes burning with rage, glared at Jia, he quickly stood up, grabbed her arm, and whispered. He told her that Eunbyul had deliberately clung to his drunken self to induce arousal, and now she was playing the victim.
"Ha... seriously, I'm exhausted..."
"...."
Gulp.
"You know, Seo Jia? I told you earlier to think of yourself as a living onahole."
Seo Jia, fearing the consequences, hid behind him, taking a step back. It was a sight he had never seen before. But perhaps she couldn't kill her personality,
"Do you think you can get away with writing a contract like this just because you did it on purpose because you liked it? You slut... didn't you spread your legs for anyone in college? Isn't that why you're trying to live off a man you hooked now?"
"Can the ex-fucktoy shut up? You're so noisy you're tiring out the Senior. Do you think the Senior will protect you if you hide like that? I think he'd rather ask me to kill you instead?"
"Master, tell Eunbyul to go to the hospital and get an anti-sperm antibody test. She probably has a hundred types of antibodies. It's true. Girls like that are gold diggers. I know. Master, listen to me."
"I'm not a slut like you, pfft. Senior... as they say, you see what you are, isn't it hilarious? Seeing you squirming because you're afraid of losing your meal ticket makes me want to grab you and throw you out the front door or off the balcony. Ugh...!!"
"The more antibodies you have, the harder it is to get pregnant. Master, you know, right? The sex I had with you after the college entrance exam was my first time. I can prove it. I'll go to the hospital and get tested too. I've only received the Master's semen, so there won't be any problems. If you want, I'll remove the Mirena right now, and from tomorrow, I'll be your broodmare and give you at least two, no, three or more children. If they take after me, the babies will be fine too."
"Hey, I'm a virgin too! I've never even used a toy to masturbate, you crazy old hag!!!!"
"Wow, I'm so jealous you're a virgin~ Master, what should I do since I'm not? My hymen disappeared long ago from tasting the Master's massive cock. My body hasn't cheated on you either. I can only serve the Master."
Is it really 10 AM right now, or is the clock wrong and it's 10 PM? Otherwise, there was no way they could be fighting at this level from the crack of dawn. Why did they both have so much energy—
"Ha..."
Then Eunbyul said,
"Senior, do you know Miffy?"
A doll?
"Ah, that... the rabbit doll?"
"Yes. Miffy's mouth is tied with an X. Do you know why that is?"
He wondered what she was talking about, but since she asked, he had to answer.
"...It's not the time to say this in this atmosphere, but I suppose it looks fresh and cute when it's like that..."
"No, originally Miffy couldn't distinguish between what to say and what not to say, just like Seo Jia, and kept blabbering, so her owner caught her and sewed it shut. This time I'm just sewing it, but it means if you open your mouth one more time, I'll kill you."
It was a machine-gun delivery again. He frowned at the thought of sewing someone's lips shut; it was grotesque.
"...."
However, Eunbyul continued,
"I suppose I'll have to sew this crazy divorcee's mouth shut so the commotion stops. Right, Senior?"
He felt like he was going to go insane.
He hugged Seo Jia first and went inside. As soon as he wrapped his arm around her waist, his ex-wife gave a happy smile of being chosen, while Eunbyul wore a puzzled expression. As soon as he told Jia to go into the study and not come out until he called, she pounded on the door,
"Master!!! You, you can't sleep with that bitch! She might have every type of STD in her pussy, it's probably like an all-you-can-eat buffet!"
"That loose-pussy bitch..."
You... you knew how to say things like that?
"The swearing is a bit..."
"I'm sorry. But I won't do it to you, Senior. I learned it pretty hard, though. ...Since I was twenty. To use it on the woman who sticks to your side, Senior.... for five years...."
Thinking about it, the swearing was chilling, but the fact that she had learned to swear separately, not to mention the motive, was terrifying. He was about to grab Eunbyul's waist, but thinking she wouldn't just leave, he grabbed her hard,
"Ugh...!"
"I think this is the right way for you."
He grabbed her chest hard and, dragging her by her clothes, threw her into the game room. It looked pitiful to see her rolling on the floor, but considering the way they had been fighting so spiritedly just a moment ago,
"Ugh, I really held back from wanting to smack you once."
"Pfft..."
He sat on the balcony for about an hour, smoking a cigarette, and thought about how to resolve this. But since he couldn't find an answer, he wasted more time, and the cigarette butts in the ashtray piled up one by one, looking like there were four or five of them.
If he kicked Seo Jia out, she might cause a scene near the house. Because she was a crazy bitch. And she would threaten to kill herself by eating something, which wasn't really a threat. If that didn't work, she would pretend to be a slave and force sex on him to exhaust him. Then she would try to win his favor. ...Honestly, he almost fell for it, but he thought he had held back well. Was that all? Furthermore, she would tell her parents. She would leave out the parts where she was wrong and act as if he was the one who asked for a divorce. That was a dangerous point. In fact, he hadn't said it, but Seo Jia was that kind of bitch, so in his mind, as soon as she was kicked out of the house, she would run to her parents and say,
"...Suhyun, even though he borrowed such a large sum of money.... now that he's doing well, he says he doesn't need me anymore.... *sob*, *hiccup*..."
He could see it clearly without even looking. Then her father, a judge, and her mother, a professor, would come to the house with that fastidious tone,
"Son-in-law, I didn't see you as that kind of person, but you're really going too far."
No, fuck, what are you talking about? Have you been brainwashed? Listen to my side first... A judge is a position that should listen to both sides, but a stereotype had taken root in one corner of his heart. Even if they fought very little, Seo Jia would quickly tattle to her parents, and then the judge, who should listen to both sides, would sometimes act after hearing only one side,
"You apologize to our daughter. Otherwise, how is this any different from a husband from a wealthy family bullying his wife? Isn't it?"
That was the kind of person he was. As that repeated, that stereotype was formed. The prejudice that judges have a tendency to listen only to their daughter's story and make a decision when it comes to their daughter. Also, if he kicked Seo Jia out, he would have an awkward relationship with his father. Even though he had requested, 'Since it's a woman my son likes, I'll use my influence once,' and had even knelt down to ask him to use his power to proceed with the marriage with his son—
'So you're saying you're going to abandon your poor wife who supports you? Do you have any brains? I'm so pitiful that I gave birth to such an ungrateful child. Now everyone will point fingers at you. You'll abandon a virtuous wife if she has no utility, you crazy bastard. I'll be told I did a great job raising my child.'
That's the kind of person he was.