The Man Claiming My Wife's Bed, Part 02
Honestly, I was startled.
I had boldly opened the door and stepped inside, but there was no Yeonju. Instead, a bunch of strangers were staring at me with expressions that screamed, “What the hell is this guy doing here?!”
“Mom? Tae min came~”
“Mommy~ Is it really you? What brings you here, Tae min? You~ don’t hang out at clubs, right?”
Fortunately, Hyejeong and Hyeon were still in the room. The moment they spotted me, their faces lit up with genuine delight, but I felt zero warmth in return. The strangers sitting beside them were already groping the women’s chests, and Hyeon, who looked pleasantly tipsy, was letting her partner slide his hand all the way inside her clothes.
“What happened? Where’s Yeonju?”
“Ah~ Yeonju? Uh… she left earlier. She’s probably at a motel by now.”
Hyejeong shook off her own partner’s hand and leaned in close to whisper filthily into my ear.
“Tae min, you came looking for Yeonju? Want us to help?”
Hyeon drifted over next to me and, without asking, yanked my arm straight into the valley between her breasts.
“Hey, you damn sluts! What the hell are you doing? Why the sudden switch to this other guy?!”
When the women all turned toward me, Hyejeong’s partner flew into a rage and unloaded a string of curses.
“You’re all fucking marked! Ugly bitches!”
Still cool as ice, Hyejeong slapped his hand away, dragged me out by the arm, and left the room. The men inside could only watch Hyeon and Hyejeong retreat with the same disgusted scowl as if they’d eaten shit.
Outside the club with the women, I scanned the surroundings desperately, but I had no idea how or where to find Yeonju.
Damn it! I couldn’t even call and ask where she was.
“Tae min~ You know what? Yeonju~ Left with two guys earlier? Hihi~”
“What… what?!”
“You know, Yeonju’s way more open than you think. You didn’t know? Hahaha~”
Hyeon’s voice was already slurring from the alcohol, her words bordering on incoherent as she stumbled.
“Tae min, you remember our promise, right? In exchange for the info, you get to fuck me once.”
Now Hyejeong slipped her other arm through mine and clung even tighter.
“What? Why only that one? Me too~! I want to do it with Tae min!”
Ugh…! My face burned with embarrassment because of Hyeon’s loud yelling right on the street. If I hadn’t been chasing Yeonju, I would have bolted right then and there.
“Listen up, all of you! Either grab Yeonju for me or fuck off. If you can’t find her, that’s on you.”
“Yeonju? I’ll find her in no time.”
Hyejeong answered confidently, pulled out her phone, and dialed Yeonju.
“Hello? Yeonju, where are you right now?”
The moment the call connected, Hyejeong asked for Yeonju’s location.
“No, we just wanted to do a 2-on-2 again. Yeah… got it. So we’ll come there, okay? I’ll be right there, wait for me.”
Click.
“Hehe~ I found the address. Shall we go?”
Hyejeong’s grin looked extra smug tonight. After hanging up, she hooked her arm through mine again and dragged me somewhere. On the way, Hyeon got drunk and started slurring, so Hyejeong smacked her on the back of the head exactly like she used to do to Yeonju. Hyeon yelped, then stopped babbling. Clearly, back-of-the-head smacks were Hyejeong’s trademark.
Before I knew it, we were pulling up in front of a motel.
Hehehe… Staying in a motel with a man who isn’t her boyfriend, and two of them? This was a guaranteed double red flag. Already imagining the depraved ways I would make Yeonju submit like a slave, I rushed inside. According to Hyejeong, Yeonju had left only minutes earlier, so I figured she hadn’t even had sex yet. Even if she had, it was probably just foreplay at this point. I had to get in there and ruin everything.
Finally. Room 503. The room number alone felt like a bad omen.
“What are you doing? You not going in? Aren’t you curious what Yeonju looks like?”
Hyejeong kept teasing me with sticky words, so I took a deep breath and slammed the door open.
“Don’t move! Hwang Yeonju! You’re caught!!!”
I burst in with the same energy a husband storms in to catch his wife cheating. But…
“Tae min? What are you doing here?”
Yeonju was right there. Sitting on the bed in her exact outfit from when she left home, casually watching TV and relaxing.
“What? Just you?”
“Then who was I supposed to be with?”
Yeonju answered with completely normal, casual tone, as if nothing was off.
I felt a chill run down my spine and knew something was very wrong.
“You said you left with two men.”
“Who? Me? Look around. There’s only one man here— you.”
Confused, I glanced at Hyejeong. She was lying Hyeon down beside Yeonju with a blank, uninterested face.
“I didn’t say that. She did.”
Hyejeong pointed at the sprawled-out Hyeon and spoke in a brazen voice.
“What? You definitely said you’d do a 2-on-2 with Yeonju earlier on the phone.”
“Ah~ That. I meant this.”
Hyejeong opened her bag and pulled out a deck of cards and a controller-like thing.
“Ta-da~ Haligali! We’ve been obsessed with this lately. Tae min, you should join too. It’s perfect for 2-on-2.”
Are they kidding me right now…!
“Hey, Park Tae min. Why are you here? You came to catch me, didn’t you?”
The shock hit me hard. Yeonju glared at me with a terrifying expression, and only then did I realize I was completely trapped.
“I fell into a trap…”
“So? I said skinship, not sex, is fine. What’s the problem? Did I fuck another man?”
Shhhiiiing.
Just as I was about to panic, the sound of running water came from the bathroom. Someone was inside showering.
“There’s a problem… Hehe~ Looks like someone’s showering in there. Who is it? Not one of the guys from the club, right?”
Yeonju’s face stayed stone-cold. I thought I had it figured out.
“You can’t have sex with any man who isn’t your boyfriend, right? Don’t think you’re innocent just because you haven’t had sex yet. Just coming to this motel with you is enough to make you guilty—no matter who’s in the bathroom.”
Yeonju tensed up exactly as I expected. And I couldn’t help the corners of my mouth twitching upward.
“Then let’s see who’s in there.”
Click.
I grabbed the doorknob with full confidence and yanked the door open wide.
“Kyaa~ What, what is that?! Shit, you scared me!”
“Eh?”
My body froze. There was supposed to be only one strange man, but the naked person showering in the bathroom was a woman… my official girlfriend, Minhee.
“Tae min, even though we’re dating, opening the bathroom door while someone’s showering is rude. Did I teach you that? If you keep doing things like this, what happens to my reputation?”
Yeonju walked over with the same arrogant stride she had earlier, scolding me like I was a pathetic child.
“Tae min. How did you get here?”
“It’s nothing special. Hurry up and shower. Let’s play Haligali and have fun.”
Yeonju answered for me instead. In a cheerful, overly excited voice, she pushed me toward the bed.
“Park Tae min! Tell me honestly. Why are you here? You came to catch me, didn’t you?!”
Now she was scolding me like a parent.
“That’s… Earlier Hyejeong said you were acting wild at the club. I came to protect you.”
“Protect? You just said you couldn’t get away earlier. That was you trying to catch me. You came to protect me?”
Damn… She only gets sharp when it matters.
“Haha… Anyway, good thing you’re here. You’re fine, we’re all together. Let’s just have fun and then go eat something delicious. I’ll treat you. But why is Minhee showering? You two… don’t tell me you’re lesbians? Hehehe~”
I tried to lighten the mood with a joke, but Yeonju’s eyes remained ice-cold.
“Kihihihi~ Earlier Hyeon puked all over Minhee’s pants~ Right in the crotch, like a pancake~ Kihihihi~”
Hyejeong clapped like a madwoman and laughed, so I forced a laugh too, trying to play along, but Yeonju’s expression didn’t change.
“Warning added! Park Tae min, this is your second warning. One more and you’ll be my slave.”
The chill ran down my spine like ice water.
I had fallen for it… Damn it! I could see the cruel look I had on my face just minutes ago on Yeonju’s expression.
That day we went to karaoke with the women, ate delicious food, and had a good time. But my heart felt none of it.
Then several more days passed. I was going crazy trying to investigate Yeonju. Whenever she went out, I would have the women check on her and sneak around her secret social media account.
Finally, after a long time, her secret SNS account had a notification. A new post appeared on the man’s account she had been with before with Hyejeong.
I quickly opened my laptop and checked the post.
Title: [About to reunite with those hot bitches I missed]
The content said he was about to meet up again with the room-parked hot bitches from before.
“Oh ho~ You two are completely caught!”
From the video, I knew exactly who that man was. This account was one only Yeonju and Hyejeong could access… which meant they were going to do a conditional meeting with him again.
“Hmph, this time I’m properly caught!”
I pulled out my phone and dialed Minhee.
“Hello? Minhee, do you know where Yeonju is right now?”
『Yeonju? She went to the cafe with Hyejeong and Hyeon, so she’s probably meeting them now.』
“Yeah? Got it. Thanks.”
I knew Yeonju’s favorite cafe, so I immediately headed downtown. Almost there, I spotted Hyejeong’s back. She was in the back seat of a black sedan, and someone else was already inside. That car belonged to the conditional-meeting man, and the woman getting in was definitely Yeonju.
Vroom~
The black sedan carrying Yeonju and Hyejeong drove off somewhere. I flagged down a taxi nearby and started tailing the car. The second they entered any motel or hotel, I planned to snatch Yeonju’s wrist. This was a big deal, so I had to grab the momentum and make sure she couldn’t escape anymore.