Chapter 32

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When she goes back, how will she live this time? She wanted to die, but her mother told her not to die. But it is a very lonely place. She can tolerate hunger. If she endures while eating herbs, she will somehow be able to endure it. But being lonely......, that blade-like pain.......

"Are you going to leave me?"

The woman was startled by Sa Heon-yeong's hard tone and raised her head.

"What......."

"After saying that I have pretty eyes, you promise me that you will marry me, that you will spend the first night and take me, and then you say that you will throw me away?"

The woman jumped at the words. The water shook like a storm.

Watching Sa Heon-yeong bit his lower lip, the woman became impatient and reached out her hand to save his squashed lip from the bite. Then Sa Heon-yeong turned his head away. The woman was more anxious.

Don't do that. She comforted Sa Heon-yeong and barely pulled his lips out.

"It's not like that, my father....... When my father tells me to come back......."

"Then will you leave me?"

Sa Heon-young's face turned colder. The woman shook her head.

"I'm not throwing you away........"

"Do you want to go back?"

"No! No. Not that,"

"Not that?"

"There is my mother's grave."

Her mother's grave. Sa Heon-young looked down at the woman. He had no interest in the dead, but not the woman.

She feared that her mother's grave would burn on fire that led her to allow this marriage in the first place. As Sa Heon-yeong waited for her to speak without saying anything, she let out a sigh and spoke in a slightly low voice.

"My father......, said that if I didn't listen to my father. He would throw my mother away as dog food. So I have to go back to my father if he wants......."

The woman spoke up and even wetted her dry face. It was a story she didn't want to tell.

The man named Sa Heon-yeong who was beautiful, strong, and rich. She didn't know what a king was, but it was clear that he was a great man anyway. She felt that it was not a good thing to say to such a person. She stuck out her tongue and licked her own lips once, then continued again.

"Anyway, if it wasn't for that, I wouldn't go even if my father called. I like Mister Sa Heon-young the best in the world."

The best. There was only one man in the world for her, the one named Sa Heon-yeong. In a world the size of the woman's palm, there was only one such sparkling, jewel-like thing.

"I will bring your mother."

Sa Heon-young is the best in the world.

As soon as the woman spoke like that, the cold thing that had run through Sa Heon-yeong's heart melted again and disappeared in an instant.

Sa Heon-young stroked the woman's hair. What is this woman made of? How is she so sweet? If his mood starts to get a little worse, the woman quickly soothes him like a sugar candy. There is no time for him to be offended, no time for his anger.

"I'll bring your mother, do her funeral properly, and you do the ancestral rites with me."

The woman's eyes widened at Sa Heon-yeong's words.

"Funeral? Ancestral rites?"

What is it? The woman asked with her eyes.

"Yes. There is a procedure for bringing a deceased person home. It is a necessary procedure to lay them rest. We hold funerals and do ancestral rites , and instead,"

Sa Heon-yeong spoke in a very soft voice, as if it would melt if touched.

"You must never see your father or other family members again. Can you?"

The woman looked up at Sa Heon-yeong. Sa Heon-young's black eyes were particularly long and thin. He looked at her with a captivating look, and the woman nodded her head.

Slowly once. And several times in a row. And at one point, the woman reached out her hands and hugged Sa Heon-yeong's neck.

"Really, really? Even if I stay here, can I not see my father or the Madam? If my father tries to hit you, if he tries to hurt you, he's a really scary person......."

The woman whispered. Like someone who is afraid that someone will hear it.

"As long as the wife stays here, I will be fine. No one can lift a hand on me. I swear."

"However......."

"Am I not a goblin? I don't get hurt by humans."

With Sa Heon-yeong's words, the woman tightened her arms and held him even stronger. Yes, yes. She nodded her head several times.

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