Body & Soul 🇰🇷 Part 2

Chapter 201: Seo Yeon

Hyuk was not a touchy-feely kind of boy, but the minute we were in this new company, he was all over me; holding my hand, pulling me here and there, covering me...or what he could of me in his embrace...and I loved every minute of it. I had to try my hardest not to laugh when I reciprocated his gestures and he would not stop scowling at me with secret looks. But I couldn't help but notice as I put everybody to bed that the in-laws were...watching me so intensively I couldn't help but to feel uncomfortable. Both my son and my nephew held onto each of my hands until they fell asleep, only to have them watch closely. I hesitated to asked them what was wrong but I couldn't take the constant staring anymore. They looked rather sadly at me before they praised me for how well I had raised mown children and how close I was to my nephew. Before I could say anything back to them they had launched into their own tirade of how downhill their family had gone ever since 'that jinx' had come into their place. I didn't really know what to say when they...expressed quite strongly how much they wanted me as their daughter-in-law instead. But before I could even say anything at all, I had a very angry looking Seon-Ho with my sickly daughter and nephew in tow.

I rushed to tend to them before they woke up the others. I took a quick look at them both before I asked him why they were so pale and thin. His face was getting redder by the second and he kept clenching his fists when he informed me of what was going on. I glared at him but the look on his face made me tremble every time as I personally went into the kitchens to gather whatever was left to feed them with. Seon-Ho followed me of course and as soon as we had brought them food he practically dragged me out of the room and took me to an empty room...as if he knew the place inside out and almost threw me onto the floor in anger. And in that moment I knew that the man who had forced me into marriage, tricked me into drinking pre-natal liquids and never left my side for a moment was back...and I was ready for it this time...at least so I thought. I hadn't even gotten up properly before he almost slammed me into the wall if he didn't place his hand where my head would have gone against and asked me in a very angry tone what the hell I was thinking about moving in here all of a sudden with my stalker. I tried to be bold as defiant as I used to be...but the truth was that when my husband was in...certain moods all I could do was tremble...and not in a bad way either. But I knew my son's intentions before he dragged me here and I had to carry out my part if I wanted my family back together...

So I stepped as close to him as I could get and I wrapped my arms around his waist, looked up to him and I told him that my children needed proper space to live, to eat, sleep and study since 'his new wife' had taken over everything that he had owned. And with that he pulled me into his embrace and put my face into his hands and told me not to even think about pulling any tricks just because he wasn't sober...before placing his hands in one of my weak spots and holding on for a while before I heard Hana call for me. I tried to leave put he placed his arm around my waist for a couple of seconds, not letting me leave until he forced me to agree. I was still recovering from giving birth so my body was a lot tender than usual... and he knew it. I looked at him and I shook my head in agreement before he forced me to kiss him goodbye for now, because we both knew he would be back. He kissed his children good-bye before digging his fingers into my arms and making me show him out, but the minute he spotted Hyun-Ki he spun around to me and picked me up by the waist before forcing another little scene for him to witness deliberately before his hands started to wonder as usual and I really had to push him off of me. He just smirked before kissing me again before he stormed off to his horse and he left me alone to tend to the children and still trembling from his touch all night long. I hadn't really slept properly without him all this time but tonight all I could think about was our own private times which he wanted a lot of, both in private and public...

I put myself to bed besides 4 young children and a baby who for some reason was sleeping rather peacefully for once since his father had managed to hold him for a while as my mind raced to the time when we were first married. He was angry at me that was true, but he wasn't like that every single day. In our first 6 months, he kept popping up wherever he could for any nonsensical reason; I wasn't allowed to wear the essential clothes that covered my body, he would closely watch my morning and night routines, even sometimes taking part in helping me before ehe made me undress him every chance he got. He would watch me have my drinks carefully (and now I knew the reason why), he taught me about finances since he didn't have the time to over it; which was a privilege that not even most noble wives received. And since I refused to hire maids until I got pregnant, he made sure I carried out my chores to his standard which were almost as high as mine if not so...and if anything didn't meet his standard then he would torture me mentally until I had no choice but to surrender to his every whim... his touch alone did something special to me and when he withheld it he made me crave for it. One time he thought I was being a little too friendly for his liking with a male servant that I used to work alongside with in the palace and he ignored me for two days straight. By this time I was already used to his habits, but since I thought he was being childish I tried to ignore him...until I found myself walking up to him in bed and crawling onto his chest. He still didn't respond to me so I...took charge. He told me afterwards to avoid anyone from the palace, and that I if I disobeyed him again that he would ignore me for a whole month. It sounded silly but...in that moment I found myself begging him for the first time...not to ignore me again or leave me alone. From that moment on he forced me to be a lot more physically affectionate with him in return...I guess I did not realise how much I was used to him until someone stole him from me as I laid in my bed in both physical and emotional anguish, wondering what he was going through at that very moment.