The Love They Never Had: The Chase

Chapter 203: Setting Boundaries (Gyeong-Gye Seoljeong)

Seo Hwi liked meat, but not seafood and he wasn't a big drinker. Seo Hwi liked his clothes pressed and to be infused with my perfume scent that he lovingly picked out for me before marrying me. Seo Hwi needs this time and space to practise his fighting skills in the morning every single day right before breakfast and he expected me to have a full spread ready on the table for him every single mealtime. I had the freedom to roam around the village and explore everything and I was given a modest daily allowance for a little shopping, but he always wanted to see me when he was home. He practised in the morning, he did odd jobs for the Prince and was still in the process of making investments in businesses to bring us a new income and help his father's village thrive. He spent the evenings documenting everything as per his sisters orders and even devoted a little time for studying business and upcoming trending topics in the palace so he could avoid embarrassing himself for lack of knowledge and to be taken more seriously other than just a henchman for the Third Prince like his friend Jeong-Beom was. Seo Hwi didn't like to wear hats and liked to keep his hair out in the open just like his sister, he didn't like anyone touching it at all unless it came to baths. I made him soak for up to 30 minutes in the bath with all of the minerals that I could find locally and he was a light sleeper. I had to be very still when I slept in his arms and he liked to play with my hair until he fell asleep. We were also supposed to put on this banquet soon for his friends and contacts, but we were so stuck in the newlywed stage that we didn't really want to be apart from each other for a very long time. And as for our intimate moments, well we couldn't really hold ourselves back from each other. It was no wonder why Yeon was so angry in the brothel, I really could not imagine how I could survive even a single night away from my husband who loved to touch me as much as possible.

"It has been almost 2 weeks now, tell me that you have a plan for these damned servants." "I do in fact husband." I straddled myself on top of him in my sleeping robes that kept falling off of me, much to my husband's delight. "I have ignored them as much as I possibly can and done everything on my own, even though it is hard work..." "You have worked hard wife, and I promise you that I will find you some servants soon..." "There is no need husband, please hear me out. They will go to their madame sooner or later to complain about this since they haven't done any work to get paid for, and it is then that I can showcase exactly why I do not trust these people at all." "Do you need my help? They will probably expose your past at some point..." "with what proof? Thanks to my sister-in-law, I can live my life as your wife in peace with constantly worrying about meme exposing that I was kidnapped to a brothel, unless they want to expose themselves." "Good girl" he replied to me before tuning over onto his stomach so I could give him a massage that he so desperately needed.
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"Good morning Madame, may I ask what brings you over to my residence so early in the morning?" "I am here on behalf of the servant that I have sent over and I am here to make sure that they are well-trained enough to serve you..." "Forgive me for asking, but what makes you think that I am having any trouble with the servants at all?" I asked her as I poured her tea ever so graciously that it surprised her. She must have known where I had just come from and no doubt, she must have trained my servants to fully take over my household chores so that the Third Prince could slip in some future concubines, but that wasn't going to happen, not on my watch.
"Well, everyone in the neighbourhood has seen how idle they are and it churns up unpleasant gossip on our end. So we need to test them to see if they can serve yourself and your husband well, will you please call him out to the breakfast table." I couldn't help but to smile at this fatale mistake that she just made; my husband might have been a light sleeper, but he absolutely hated being woken up more than anything else in the world. But who was I to deny a palace official's request? I could only send one of the new servants who I couldn't help but to notice kept staring in the direction of my husband's room, and even I surprised myself with how angry I was at this internally. "Don't you EVER in your life make another person make you sweat, especially another woman. Internalise your anger and use it to throw it back int your enemy's face."