Absolute Threshold — Chapter 102. Exhausted

Translator: Atlas

Weekly Chapter 2/3

She pick3d up her clothes. The windows were tinted, yet someone could still see inside if they concentrated. Although she was worried, Yoongyo felt calm.

Her voluptuous br3@sts b0unced. Jumi, who seemed to have completely forgotten that fact, pounc3d on him like a puppy.

She leaned against his chest.

Anyone in the organization would know who this automobile belonged to, no one would dare investigate it. But he didn’t explain anything to her.

He desired everything, including her eager expressions. Angry Jumi, happy Jumi, resentful Jumi, anxious Jumi. She belonged to him.

She was his only weakness.

At times she worried. In his world it was dangerous to have a weakness. A world where love did not exist. He might become President Kwon.

He might one day have to risk everything to protect her.

His first child, along with the baby she was carrying, were cherished because they shared both their lineages. A string connected to the main stem.

“I’ll give you all the s3#ds you want.”

“No need.”

“Who will take you seriously if you weep in your husband’s embrace?”

There was fear in her eyes.

“…I can’t.”

“What’s making you scared? I haven’t done anything so far.”

This woman had changed his life. He wanted to bite her b#tt#m, but that would le@d to s#*x. It was evident that she would break down if he repeated it.

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“Jiho.”

“Mother!”

Jiho ran into her arms. Jumi provided the nanny with an extra payment for her work.

The dimples that formed when he smiled brought Yoongyo to mind. But his eyes looked more like hers. This was the reason she was alive.

She inquired about what the child had eaten, prompting him to wriggle out of her embrace. Once she placed him down, he revealed a strawberry in his right hand. Jumi smiled.

After being confined in the automobile with Yoongyo for hours, her legs trembled, causing her to lose her balance. Yoongyo quickly caught her.

Jumi was the only one who was physically exhausted.

“Why aren’t you sleeping yet?”

He asked as he loosened his tie. There was no way the child could answer. After he unbuttoned a few buttons on his dress shirt, he leaned back on the couch and motioned for her to pull the child closer to him.

Jumi handed Jiho to Yoongyo.

“Father.”