NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 102 - Innocent
Chaotic Nights — Chapter 102. Innocent
Translator: Atlas
Weekly Chapter 2/6
The blue veins in his hand stood out as he gripped the pipe that was not in his mouth. Eunha her gaze fixed on the pipe, replied,
“You said you would allow me to send a letter. I don’t know why you are angry. You said I’m the person who knows that sweetness best.”
“Huh?”
“…I’ve thought about it. I wonder why you gave me something sweet when I had nothing. What do you want to take from me?”
Coldly he asked,
“Is that all?”
They maintained eye contact.
“Am I wrong?”
When he looked into her innocent eyes, his mood changed.
He touched her n#ppl# with his cold finger.
“How about considering the possibility that you’re correct?”
Her voice began to tremble.
“Then what do you want in return? I have nothing.”
“I’m not interested in the little things you have.”
“You insulted me last night because I’m worthless?”
“Did I insult you?”
“You kissed me under the scholars’ watchful eyes. You treated me like a c#urt#san…”
Her eyes filled with sadness. Eunha pursed her lips.
Jihak held back his laughter.
“That’s not bad.”
“I thought you cared about me even a little bit…”
His heart raced. His mouth twisted briefly.
“How did you feel?”
“I don’t know…”
“Did you feel resentment?”
“I don’t know. Sometimes you’re kind, sometimes you’re cruel.”
She tilted her head to avoid his gaze. Once again, she was engulfed by the same sense of despair that had gripped her the night before.
The smoke ascending towards the ceiling spread outwards in every direction, resembling the scattering of flower petals. That’s why it became blurry.
“I know. It’s unreasonable for me to expect love. I am poison to you…”
Jihak slowly lowered his head. Then he grabbed her shoulders.
She was pushed back. A shadow covered her whole body.
“You want my affection?”
He grabbed her chin.
“Even though you know you are poisonous, you treat me kindly. Do you plan to harm me?”
Eunha shook her head with a frightened expression on her face. Her heart pounded like crazy when she saw her cheeks turn red.
Jihak swallowed her small lips. Then he thrust his t#ngue #nto her mouth.
Her body trembled, but she could do nothing. She accepted his invasion, but her eyes grew wide with surprise as his blood entered her mouth.
She had bitten his lip last night. A red stain spread across her lip, it looked like she had applied rouge. She began to resist.
Her breaths grew labored.
Unconsciously, Eunha stroked the wound on his lip. Her innocent eyes became distorted. Tears appeared in them.
“You were the person who hurt me.”
He crookedly smiled.
“You want me to go crazy.”
Jihak inv#ded her ins#des because she had her l#gs spr#ad. She, who was surprised, let out a m#an. But unlike what she expressed, her ins#des were w#t.
“You tried to make me bleed to death.”
“No. Ah…!”
“Are you upset?”
“Ah!”
“Answer me!”
He pressed her trembling shoulders as she frantically writhed. His vision would go black, then clear again. Even her face was blurring.
Her inn#r w#lls tightened. This love story did not last long. But Jihak continued ins#de her even after he exp#lled his s#eds.
His chest was shaking. She could not understand the chaos she had caused. The girl’s words alone caused him to go to heaven or hell.
Would he be able to discard her effortlessly? Alternatively, might he desire to retain her close, despite any injury she might cause him? What did he want from this b#tch?
Her thin neck looked like it would break if he bent it, but he didn’t want to. He couldn’t even squeeze her neck when she caused chaos inside him.
He gently held her quivering cheek in his hand.
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“Is it true? Is she in the deposed Prince’s house?”
The candy seller nodded toward the assembled people. But everyone shook their heads, looking like they couldn’t believe it.
“I can’t believe Eunha is in that man’s arms. It seems that royals like maids.”
“Rumor has it that people can h#ar w#t s#unds all day long.”
“I can’t believe it. Why would a girl like her spr#ad her l#gs?”
“Tsk, tsk. She saved her sister from the courtesan house. Surely, that money came from the deposed Prince’s pocket.”
Sir Song, who quietly entered the bookstore, came out with a bowl of water. Then, he poured water over the candy seller.
“My God, are you crazy?”