Chapter 291 – Drunk Talk
#291.
Gaon was confused.
‘What’s your intention?’
I have no idea why she, who was always wary of him and didn’t want to get entangled sexually, was so direct in seducing him.
Gaon, who was calming the agitation, suddenly found bottles of alcohol scattered on the table and Isabella’s face, which had turned red at some point.
Previously, it was said that detoxifying alcohol with mana was only for cowards, and that alcohol was originally meant to be drunk, but it seems that he was drunk.
Only then did he grasp the situation and let out a sigh mixed with relief and subtle regret.
“Ha… You took a lot. Stop drinking and go to your room.”
Saying that, she reached out her hand for Isabella’s bottle, but she dodged it with her nimble movements and rather ostentatically gulped down her drink.
“Puha… It’s okay to be drunk. I was originally eating to get drunk. But are you a eunuch?”
“… Why do you say that?”
“Why do you refuse me when I seduce you? Even if you look like this, you have confidence in your appearance. Do you hate me?”
Not good?
‘It can’t be.’
If you dare to compare her with her lovers, she is a beauty similar to Louisiana. Add a spoonful of her toughness and arrogance and she will become Isabella.
She sometimes struggled to see her and hide her erect penis on days when her ejaculation didn’t satisfy her libido.
However, the reason why she does not give in to her temptation is because she is so precious.
He didn’t want to ruin his relationship with her simply because of her sexuality. She was afraid that a moment’s mistake would destroy the trust she had barely built up.
So she has no choice but to push away.
“Isabella is attractive enough. But she won’t do anything I’ll regret.”
“… If you don’t like it, don’t She said, “This time, she owes money, so she wants to pay it off as well. She says she doesn’t like it, but she doesn’t want to force it.”
She mustered up the courage to get her words rejected, but she didn’t feel bad.
Feeling a strange appreciation for him, she tilted her drink again, but suddenly Gaon reached out to her again and grabbed her forearm to stop her.
Isabella, who smiled at her, wondering if she had changed her mind, was slightly surprised to see her face.
Gaon’s expression hardened.
“Are you serious about what you just said?”
“… What?”
“That means I owed you money and tried to pay it off.”
“Is that a problem?”
Isabella tilted her head. It was hard for her to understand why Gaon had such a serious face.
Gaon, who was so angry at her calm answer, said while tightening her grip on her forearm.
“I promise not to do that in the future.”
“Why? I have a hard time understanding you right now?”
“Please treat yourself a little more. Could it be that even if it’s a man other than me, if he’s in debt, he’ll allow it that way?”
“… It has nothing to do with you.”
“Why are you not related? I’m a colleague. So listen carefully. It works for me, but don’t do it for other guys. All right?”
Pounding!
Isabella’s heart beat loudly.
Her emotions, which had been so far away that she couldn’t even feel them, were right in front of her nose, as if they could be caught in her hand.
‘Are you jealous?’
It was even embarrassing that, on the subject of rejecting her temptations, she felt nervous and displeased that she might make the same offer to another man.
But even that unfamiliar feeling didn’t make me feel bad at all.
Isabella chuckled.
“You are kind of funny.”
“Whether it’s funny or not, I promise.”
“Why me? Don’t you want to?”
“Isabella…”
“What are you staring at so viciously? I can’t even drink because I’m afraid. I have to go into my room. Please clean up.”
Isabella returned to her room without giving her the answer Gaon wanted.
Lying on her bed, she enjoyed the feel of the blanket that smelled of her body, then turned over and stared blankly at the ceiling.
As she puts her hand on her chest, her pleasant heartbeat resonates softly.
It was like this from the moment she noticed Gaon’s feelings.
“Anyway, he’s a funny guy. Thanks, I forgot to apologize.”
I was hoping to apologize when I said something too harsh the other day, but something so funny happened that I forgot about it.
He has a lot of women around, and he’s trying to control his relationship with other men simply because he’s a colleague.
In her own words, it was hard for her to find a more scumbag than this, but she still couldn’t hate it.
A warmth she hadn’t felt since losing her family. Those worries and concerns. Her eyes filled with jealousy felt good.
“It’s fun.”
She wondered how long she could stand it.
She is suppressing her own desires because she has lovers, but if this type of seduction continues, she will probably reach her limit sooner or later.
Of course, she might get violated in the process, but just think that she paid dearly.
In the first place, I had no illusions about her first experience, so there was no problem.
Rather, it was a little bit, but I was looking forward to it.
“What expression should I show you?”
When she couldn’t suppress her desire and attacked her, she smiled as she imagined her face stained with the guilt she would show later.
***
“Ha… What did I say?”
As of 10 minutes after Isabella entered her room, Gaon was chewing on her own words and writhing in agony.
But I have no regrets.
For one more moment she could not bear the thought that she might make the same offer to another man.
It’s not simply because she’s in a relationship with another man. It would have been popular even before the return anyway, so there is no point in arguing about that now.
However, she does not seem to understand the creature that Isabella is a man.
There is no way a man would let go of a beauty like her once he experienced it. She will surely try to suppress it by locking it in her own arms.
Because he thinks the same way.
If he had accepted her earlier offer and had a relationship, Gaon would have done his best to make Isabella his own without even paying attention to her lovers.
Considering the side effects that would happen in the process, putting up with it was a wise decision.
Gaon looked down the table from a distance and grabbed the bottle Isabella was drinking just before. She shook it, and the little bit of alcohol slicked away, showing off her own presence.
After thinking about it for a while, he thought it was unsightly to be conscious here and slowly drank his drink.
‘Sweet.’
Even though there was nothing different from what I had eaten so far, it strangely seemed to taste better.
Gaon continued his own production.
I didn’t think I’d be able to fall asleep in bed anyway. On the contrary, if you close your eyes, only your imagination will be stimulated and you will only suffer.
While I was spending time alone for the first time in a long time, an unexpected person appeared.
It was Surin.
Dressed in her well-groomed pajamas, she straddles her hallway, sees Gaon on her balcony, opens her eyes round, and sneaks up on her.
“Oh. Son-in-law? What are you doing here alone?”
“Mother in law. Why is this…”
“Whoops! I woke up in the middle, but I can’t sleep. I wondered if it was the wind. What about the son-in-law?”
“… I am the same. I couldn’t sleep, so I thought I might get some wind… Then I ended up drinking.”
When I glanced at the table where bottles were scattered around, Surin’s eyes followed. She then noticed the marks left on the seat opposite her and she pointed out.
“Is it so? Hmm… Looking at her seat, do you think there’s one more person? Did I get in the way?”
“No. It’s okay. Because I went in first.”
“That’s too much. I’ll keep hanging out with you.”
“I was pretty drunk. I sent first.”
“I see… Then, shall I hang out instead?”
Surin playfully winked her eyes.
The fact that she was her mother-in-law didn’t suit her, and Gaon shook her head after thinking about it for a while at her fresh and lively behavior.
“Thank you for your consideration, but you don’t have to.”
The time she spends with Su-rin is hard on him.
Because this woman, who was kind like Chorin, had colossal breasts like Rivera, and had more maternity than Priscilla, was so lethal.
In response to her resolute refusal, Surin softened her eyes and spoke sadly.
“I don’t like old ladies…”
Also, age cannot be ignored.
Even though she knew it was acting, she couldn’t help but be fooled.
“No. Not at all. Your mother-in-law is beautiful.”
“Then… Can we have a drink together?”
Shrunken shoulders and wet eyes stimulate a man’s protective instinct. If it wasn’t for the fact that she was her mother-in-law, she might have embraced Surin right away.
Gaon pointed to the chair opposite him, suppressing his actions with desperate will.
“… Please sit there.”
“Whoops! Thank you. After all, the son-in-law is the best.”
A smile returned at once to her depressed, drooping face. It was a sight like a flower blooming.
As she sat down across from her, Gaon immediately retrieved her liquor and then pulled out her weak alcohol.
It would be a big deal if Surin collapsed after drinking strong alcohol. He didn’t want to hear her nagging at Chorin.
“Mother in law. Take it.”
“Thank you.”
As each other’s glasses filled up, Surin shouted.
“Come on, cheers!”
“… Cheers.”
Jjaeng!
As soon as Su-Lin clinked her glass, she immediately poured it into her stomach in one fell swoop. There was no hesitation because there was no hangover from high-quality elven wine.
“Whoa… It’s good. Son-in-law Now, ah— do it!”
“… Ah.”
She seemed to be in a good mood, vomited her exclamations as her body trembled, then took one of her almonds and thrust it into Gaon’s mouth.
Knowing through her months of living that there would be no point in her refusal here, Gaon calmly accepted it.
Then, Surin gave a satisfied smile.
While drinking like that, Gaon alludedly opened his mouth.
“Mother in law. I have a question, can I ask you something?”
“Huh. Ask any number. Since I am the son-in-law, I will give special permission.”
The subtle playfulness hidden in the tone stands out. However, Gaon did not waver at all this time. He asked, looking straight into his eyes.
“A story we talked about last time in the park. You originally said there is no father for Mr. Chorin, but he wants you to know what he means.”
“Ah… I was curious about that. It must have been frustrating because it was cut off in the middle.”
In response to a more serious question than expected, Surin also erased her playfulness. She rubbed her cheek as if trying to decide where to start.
“For now, it’s just literal. One day she suddenly got pregnant and gave birth to Chorin. Actually, I don’t even know who Chorin’s father is.”
I couldn’t find even the slightest lie in Surin’s eyes. Really, she doesn’t know why she got pregnant.
