CH 112

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“There’s nobody else in the world who knows you better than me,” Woorim ignored my question and replied with a completely off-topic answer. I wanted to tell him to stop spewing nonsense, but he was quicker. “But I had no idea. I was quite surprised back then. I didn’t know you liked your grandmother that much.”

“…What are you saying?” I frowned at the random and ominous mention of my grandmother. He chuckled softly.

“You want to know?” Woorim asked as he pushed himself flush between my legs and rubbed against me. I could feel an oddly hot sensation between my cooled flesh. When I realized what it was, my eyes grew round.

“Are you nuts…?!” I yelled as I kicked my legs. He grabbed one thigh and lifted my hips. Then, he folded back my leg, just like that. I let out a short cry from the strain.

Woorim sweetly whispered more BS, “Sorry, bear with it a bit longer. You’ll feel good soon.”

“Woorim Eun!” I didn’t know the Child’s name. I had no choice but to yell out the body’s name. I panted laboriously from my own weight, pushing me down. Woorim was also putting his weight on me, so the burden that my upper body had to support was significant. I felt like my legs and his mass would flatten my lungs and heart.

“You avoided me every day, so I thought this time was also no good. To think that you had carried around the raspberries that I picked for you so dearly.”

“What…did you say?” What Woorim uttered was more shocking. Raspberries?

He continued, “I’m talking about your grandmother, Haeseo. You ran away to a boarding school, so I figured I should gather enough money before I threw that body away… But I didn’t think you would consider those raspberry seeds that I gave you so precious.”

…My grandmother suffered from an unfortunate accident when she went to pick raspberries in the mountains. She also took life insurance policies naming me as the beneficiary without my knowing of it. Thanks to that money, I didn’t go to an orphanage and was able to live at my uncles’ homes. The old apartment that I lived in was also purchased with that money.

And those raspberry seeds…

“It’s all right, Haeseo. I’ll give you lots of things from now on. I’ll give you things that you’ll like so that you won’t be in pain whenever you think of the glass vial,” Yeonseon had said while smiling.

‘Don’t tell me, that too?’ My lips trembled. “L-lies.”

Woorim laughed and kissed my trembling lips. “I was so touched. You were just so endearing that I couldn’t hold it in.”

“…Let go! Let! Go of me!” I refused his kisses and screamed. I tried to move my arms and legs, but what came in return was more strain and pain from my position. My entire body was drenched in a cold sweat.

How could this be?! I saw my grandmother’s back more than her face. Maybe that was why I didn’t see it. Every time she was kind to me, I felt so guilty that I hung my head low. So that was why…

I wept in despair.

So that was why I didn’t see the black eyes on my grandmother.

Over my head, I heard Woorim’s jubilant voice, showering down on me. “I see… Love is a feeling that accumulates layer by layer until it brims and overflows. Everything about you is so lovely and beautiful that it pulls my heartstrings. I love you, Haeseo. I never thought I would become so infatuated with you.”

I took a large gulp of the dusty air. Something forced itself between my buttcheeks. My body had long grown cold, and the last conversation made me completely stiff. Taking on Woorim, who forced himself inside, was too much for me to handle.

“I-it hurts! It hurts!” Replacing my tears of distress were blistering hot tears from pain. Woorim had already released his grip from my hands, but I could do nothing but scratch at the floor. I wanted to kick him away, but my legs merely dangled in the air.

“It’s okay, Haeseo. It’ll only hurt for a moment. I just wanted to teach you,” Woorim said as he gazed down on me. His voice was slightly muffled like he was upset to see me in such pain.

‘B*stard,’ Using words I would normally never utter, I inwardly cursed at him as my body and heart shuddered from the pain. ‘Let me go, let go…!’ However, the thing that slithered inside didn’t back out.

“Even if you were sad about your grandmother and even if you’re embraced by force, you will like it in the end.” Woorim’s member planted itself deep inside me. I felt the white-hot pain down below, and I felt like vomiting from the feeling of something filling my abdomen. Even so, Woorim grabbed my hips and slowly thrust back and forth. Woorim’s member felt more feverish than my belly.

“I-I don’t want this!” I screamed.