Chapter 233 – How Was It? (2)
Nam Gung-hye was taken aback by the innocent and childlike personality of Jong-ri-so-so, and was momentarily speechless at such a question.
She herself had lived a life without much hardship, but Jong-ri-so-so, who had grown up under the overprotection of her husband, who had married her at a young age, had faced even more difficulties. She never expected to receive such a burdensome interest.
“I heard from the gossip that there were a lot of traces…”
Only after hearing Jong-ri-so-so’s words did Nam Gung-hye realize that other people would also see those traces. She felt like hitting her forehead in frustration.
Of course, there were significant traces. The bed was not just a bed, but more like a crystallization of a lewd smell, soaked with sweat, bodily fluids, saliva, and semen.
When Nam Gung-hye lay on the bed, tortured to death by the man, the smell alone made her whole body shudder.
“Well, it wasn’t that interesting. Let’s talk about something else… No, let’s finish what we were doing.”
“Oh? Where are you going?”
Jong-ri-so-so grabbed Nam Gung-hye’s arm tightly, preventing her from getting up.
“It couldn’t have been uninteresting. It’s the result of two well-behaved people meeting…”
Except that they were not those two people.
Nam Gung-hye thought so inwardly, but she couldn’t say it out loud.
“Oh, but don’t misunderstand. I’m just asking as the head of the family, not out of curiosity. Hmm, hmm.”
If the baby bottle could speak, it would surely say that this excuse was a ridiculous lie.
Jong-ri-so-so, who claimed that a stable married life could only be achieved by faithful nights, had no children yet, which was evident.
Nam Gung-hye sighed and gently released the hand that was holding her arm.
“My mother never asked me such things. Sister-in-law, it’s better to stop your strange curiosity.”
“Well, just one thing! Just answer one thing. It’s important…”
“…Let me hear it first.”
Jong-ri-so-so looked around for a moment after bringing up the topic, and then asked in a small voice.
“It’s done so much, wasn’t it difficult? You must have been very tired in the morning…”
Difficult?
Mentally, it was certainly difficult. The mind, exhausted by pleasure, was so tormented that it couldn’t even think of moving a finger.
But physically, after forcibly recovering with inner strength, there was no fatigue at all the next day, even without a nap.
“Oh my goodness…!”
“Just a moment, sister-in-law… No, wait…!”
Chapter 233 – How Was It? (2)
Nam Gung-hye realized that she had been too hesitant to answer when Jong-ri-so-so let out a sigh of satisfaction.
She had answered vaguely that they had spent a night with something, but it couldn’t be said that it was easy.
“Why are you so embarrassed when it’s good to be good with your husband? Don’t worry, I have no intention of talking about it or telling anyone.”
Nam Gung-hye was frustrated because she couldn’t say that the person was not her husband.
“I’m relieved. I hope we can be a happy couple for a long time.”
‘For a long time?’
Nam Gung-hye’s heart sank. And with that realization, she got the enlightenment she had been trying to avoid.
Once she entered Hwangbo Se-ga, this kind of life would naturally come to an end.
She would have a child and live happily with her kind husband, but she would never mix flesh with that devilish man again.
‘I thought I was prepared…’
Even though she had a husband, she felt like she had to live as if she had forgotten pleasure like a chaste woman.
She briefly thought about continuing this kind of relationship, but Nam Gung-hye quickly erased that thought.
She didn’t want to admit that she had become this kind of woman. But now that she had admitted it, she couldn’t just sit still.
For herself, and above all, for Hwangbo Jun, who should not be sacrificed like a woman like her.
“Miss?”
Jong-ri-so-so looked at her with a puzzled expression, not knowing what she had ignited.
Meanwhile, Hwangbo Jun was thinking about the doctor’s words while holding his breath in the adjacent room attached to the two’s bed.
The doctor had said that he could not fix his impotence unless he had a miracle, but when he asked for confirmation, he could hear that it might be possible indirectly.
The hot energy in his lower abdomen was definitely something that Hwangbo Jun’s body unconsciously recognized and shared with him.
Since it was not a sight to be shown in front of others, especially Nam Gung-hye, Hwangbo Jun secretly loosened his waistband and was doing it.
It was a manhood that was slightly below average, which he had never compared to others because he had never had the chance to do so, unlike with Kang Yoon.
Chapter 233 – How Was It? (2)
Although Hwangbo Jun had never used Chunhwa for his own pleasure while in Hwangbo Segye, he knew something even better than Chunhwa.
“Hye-mae…!”
He vigorously stroked his unresponsive manhood, imagining Nam Gung-hye’s naked body and the way she would cling to him in pleasure.
He waited for the energy in his lower abdomen to rise and awaken his manhood, hoping that if it did, he might even be able to have a child with his wife.
But no matter how much he stroked and imagined, his manhood remained limp and unresponsive.
“Yi-ik…!”
The aphrodisiac was useless. It was only a supplement to help force an erection using inner strength.
As he imagined Nam Gung-hye in various positions and stroked himself, Hwangbo Jun suddenly felt a slight hardening in his manhood.
He remembered the moment when Nam Gung-hye had spread her legs wide and cried out in pleasure as Kang Yoon thrust into her.
“
Thinking of her cruel words, Hwangbo Jun was overjoyed to feel his manhood rising with renewed vigor.
But that joy didn’t last long.
“What… what’s happening…!”
When he imagined himself holding Nam Gung-hye, his manhood remained limp, but when he imagined another man holding her, it sprang to life.
“What’s wrong, what’s wrong!”
Something was wrong. Why did his manhood respond to the thought of another man with his wife, but not to the thought of holding her himself?
Shouting for everyone to leave, Hwangbo Jun tried to calm himself down.
“It’s nothing, everyone go away!”
He knew they wouldn’t understand, but he couldn’t let them see him like this.
But what was happening? Had his manhood been broken for a while now and he was only just realizing it?
“I wish it had never worked again…!”
If his manhood had never responded to his own thoughts, it would have been better than this.
If it wasn’t a physical problem, then it must be a problem with his heart.
“I’m a despicable pervert…!”
How could he get more excited imagining his beloved wife with another man?
Hwangbo Jun’s head was spinning with the realization that he was such trash.
If he didn’t know, it would have been better, but he couldn’t continue like this.
If he was just impotent, he could have lived with Nam Gung-hye somehow.
But now that he knew there was something wrong with his mind, Hwangbo Jun decided that he couldn’t let a good woman like Nam Gung-hye’s life be ruined because of someone like him.
He couldn’t accept the possibility of himself indulging in his own pleasure while imagining Nam Gung-hye being taken by another man.
That would be the last of his love.
It would be difficult to completely erase the Ma-gyo from the Yong-yi Sect in this attack by Nam Gung-se, but there was only one way.
“Ma-gyo’s entry into the central plains as a business is confidential, right? Then there’s only one way.”
This was the method explained to me by Eun So-young.
All martial arts factions in the Murim, especially the larger ones, usually didn’t handle information about other factions’ martial arts lightly.
In other words, they kept at least the records of famous martial arts techniques as data.
It wasn’t public because there was a risk of being accused of stealing other factions’ martial arts, but that was how it was.
“The place that unofficially collects and holds all that data is the Murim League. So if the Murim League determines that the martial arts they used were not Ma-gyo’s…”
“At least the suspicion of Ma-gyo will be greatly reduced.”
Eun So-young nodded her head. It was a little disappointing, but that was enough.
The Murim League investigator had been gone from Nam Gung-se for a long time, but there was a high-level martial artist dispatched by the Murim League in Nam Gung-se, so they could go through him.
“Come to think of it, the Murim League didn’t send anyone to the wedding?”
“Well, Hwangbo Segye itself is like a village of the Murim League.”
It could be possible since the Geomsung had been eating the Murim League for decades.
Suddenly, I thought of Hwangbo Jun and felt a bit of sympathy.
Although his eyes had rolled back and he had made Nam Gung-hye feel better than her husband, I actually liked Hwangbo Jun’s personality.
There was a high chance that I would continue to live without knowing the taste of Nam Gung-hye’s pussy, but I silently wished for him to find a small happiness while raising a child.
At that time, I had no idea how things would turn out.
