Gashiyeon Chapter 10 Part 2
Continuing where I left off back in the Thorn Lily community ^^ Seems like the mod was really taking a break.
It's the exam period now, and I should be studying but... keke.
Things didn't turn out like I'd expected. Just when Suh-Hee and I were chatting merrily at the dinner table, Yunho came back. His face deathly pale - I wonder what happened to him at work. When he noticed me, he frowned slightly and sighed. Looks like I'll have to watch myself.
I couldn't eat properly because the atmosphere became so tensed, but I didn't feel like leaving just yet. Picking up my spoon, I toyed with my food, eating my rice grain by grain. Suh-hee noticed what I was doing and laughed. Then, I tried using my chopsticks to pick up the individual rice grains, but it proved to be too difficult as my hands wouldn't stop trembling and I almost dropped my chopsticks a few times. In the end, the chopsticks really slipped out of my hands and landed beneath the dining table. Yunho's expression became even darker. I really do want to control myself, but I really can't eat when you're giving me that sort of face! The third time my chopsticks dropped, even my spoon tumbled down to the floor with them. Yunho pushed his chair aside roughly and stood up.
"If you can't even eat with chopsticks, then kneel and eat on the floor!"
He shouted down at me while I was trying to pick up my utensils. I felt the spoon slip out of my hand again, landing on the floor with a soft clink. Suh-hee rushed over to help as I stared blankly at Yunho, frozen to the spot.
"That suits you... just like the dog you are."
"You...!"
His cruel words stabbed my heart; how could Yunho say this in front of her? How could he call me a dog in front of Suh-hee? I slammed my hand on the dining table as I stood up, my hands curled around my chopsticks. I raised my arm and stabbed towards him...
"Jaejoong!!!"
Suh-hee screamed. Yunho held me back effortlessly while my arm that was in his grasp trembled uncontrollably. He pressed my wrist and my hand released the chopsticks immediately. Suh-hee rushed over to pick them up while I glared at Yunho. Why did he call me a dog? Why did he have to criticize me while she's here? I sought answers from his eyes, but they held nothing comprehensible to me. Looks like a dangerous situation. If I wanted answers, I can't ask him right now, so maybe I can corner him somewhere after dinner. I tried to free my hand, which was starting to redden due to the pressure, from his strong grip.
Thanks, Yunho! This meal turned out to be a total disaster! He stormed into the study, locking the door behind him. Is he not planning to sleep on the second floor tonight? Suh-hee was still in a state of shock, so I could only offer her a weak smile.
I helped the maid wash the dishes while Suh-hee sat at the dining table, staring blankly into space. Is she shocked because I tried to attack Yunho? I have no idea! After I was done, I tapped her lightly on her shoulders and she looked up weakly at me. Suddenly, I had this strong urge to give this fragile woman a hug. It seems there are times when I don't quite understand myself too.
Are you worried about facing Yunho when he retires to your room? Are you worried about having to handle Yunho when he's in a foul mood? I didn't comfort her, because I'd hate to have to be the mediator in their relationship. I just want them to break off this marriage without Suh-hee getting hurt, I guess? No matter if it's now or in the future...
I climbed the stairs to the second floor, planning to take a shower while thinking about why Yungo was so angry in the first place. And why did he choose to call me a dog in front of Suh-hee? As I was about to open the door to my room, I felt someone seizing me from behind by my hair and dragging me into a room. The room door slammed shut.
"Ah!!!"
My cries were muffled by a hand over my mouth as I was shoved into the wall. Suddenly I recognized whose hands those were and I quickly calmed down, and his grip softened. When he kissed me, I felt like laughing but he was keeping my mouth occupied.
Worrying Suh-hee like you did, Jung Yunho you're no better than me, aren't you? Why are you so adorable ah... it's driving me crazy! I don't mind kneeling like a dog at all if it's in front of you...
My right hand found his waist while he pressed his free hand onto my thigh, slowly moving up to my ass. He pinned me to the wall as his mouth leaned close to my sensitive ears, speaking to me in a low whisper.
"If you had appeared that day with black hair..."
"Then you wouldn't have been so cold-hearted right? ...Jung Yunho you idiot..."