A Taste to Spit Out - Chapter 15
“Why is that?”
“Why was I so terrified?” It had nothing to do with me whether “Kang Yeol-jin” was seriously injured or even killed.
But when the sharp blade was aimed at “Kang Yeol-jin’s” neck, I wondered why it was so shocking.
It unfolded before me like a nightmare, pressing down hard on the back of my head. Each time it happened, my heart would thud, like it was dropping…
I felt unreasonably uncomfortable, as if a sharp stone was lodged in my chest, and I began to avoid “Kang Yeol-jin.”
I didn’t want to meet his gaze, nor did I want to share any glance. I didn’t want to feel anything about him.
“I wanted to cut off everything.” The traces, the scent, the pheromones, the touch.
If only I could, I would want to cut off that invasive gaze that clung to me.
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Sleepiness, appetite, and even a desire for water.
In my body, which is almost like a moving corpse, desires squirm. They are the only sensations that make me feel alive.
Among them, the worst is…
“Ugh…”
It’s definitely the urge to relieve myself.
My lower abdomen itches, causing me to twist my g***n repeatedly. In my anxiety, I bit my lips.
It’s already been three hours. I had been holding it in for three hours. I managed to take off my pants, but the problem is that I can’t stand in front of the toilet for long.
Looking down at my thick thighs, which are bunched up like white rice cakes, I feel a sense of self-loathing.
As I squirm, rubbing my thighs together, the ends of my underwear are gradually getting wet.
Is it because my bladder is pressed down by the baby? I feel the urge to use the bathroom more often than before. This is really bad. I have no one to ask for help.
There are no men in this house. The gardener, the driver, everyone is a woman. They are all female betas. Reluctantly, I grabbed the crutches tightly and stood up.
“Whew.”
I limped into the bathroom. Sweat poured down my face. As I casually pushed the bathroom door closed, I heard a loud commotion from the other side.
“Oh my, is the boss here?”
“Yes, what about Hee-jae?”
“He just went to the bathroom. He needs to hurry out and have dinner.”
I flinched, my knees trembling. With my eyes wide open, I stared at the door. I had to get out before he barged in.
Only then did I loosen the tension in my g***n that I had been holding back.
I helplessly watched the stream of water leaking into the toilet.
“Boss, um…”
I could hear the sound of Pyeongchang-dak following Kang Yeol-jin, and her voice was getting closer. It felt like there were only a few steps left until she arrived.
“A knife is missing from the kitchen… Could it be…”
The words that flowed out next made my heart drop in an instant, as if it was sinking. Thump, thump, thump. My heart raced uncontrollably. Every nerve in my body focused on the voice coming from across the way.
I was so tense that I could hardly breathe. Eventually, a low sigh could be heard.
“Ah…”
It was Kang Yeol-jin who had uttered it.
“That’s something I discarded.”
Only then did I exhale the breath I had been holding. Time, which had come to a halt, began to flow again, and the breath that had been blocked was released.
My head spun in an instant.
And in that moment, the axis of my body twisted.
“Ugh…!”
Crash, crash! The crutch fell first, and I crumpled as if my body were twisting like a pretzel. Desperately, I reached out my hand. I tried to grab the toilet lid and reached for the edge of the sink.
However, while my whole body was collapsing, there was no way I had the strength to hold on.
No, no! If I fall like this…!
What had gripped my ankle like a water ghost was the pair of panties draped over it. I got caught on them and fell flat on my face.
“Oh my, what’s going on! Young master, are you okay?”
I had thrown my whole body onto the tiled floor, but there wasn’t even time to feel the pain. Just then, the toothbrush cup that had been on the sink fell to the floor with a loud crash, making a ruckus.
“I’m fine, I’m really fine…!”
I hurriedly shouted for them not to come in. I tried to quickly roll up the panties, but it was no use. In this fallen state, I couldn’t pull them up. They were stuck at my butt.
“Hee-Jae.”
Before long, there was a loud bang, and Kang Yeol-jin barged in. I squeezed my eyes shut. I tried to cover myself with both hands, but it was futile.
“What, what’s going on here…?”
