Tired Of Living As An Omega

Chapter 65



 

The day after I collapsed, Chairman Seong barely took a step that wouldn’t fall off and went up to his parents’ house.

 

“Our Chan-young, if you’re sick, you should contact Secretary Lee right away. Got it?”

 

“Got it, Grandpa.”

 

I’m not kidding, but this was the first time I’ve ever given the same answer.

 

‘I’m fine……. But you’ve become more extreme since then.’

 

I was afraid that I would be imprisoned by Chairman Seong for medical treatment. Of course, with the emperor’s confinement. So I pushed my back more quickly and sent him to the car that came to pick up Chairman Seong.

 

“Take care! If the alpha cubs are not as good as dog bones, cut them off!”

 

What do you want me to cut? Are you asking me to cut off their slavery, or are you telling General to bite

it

because you are looking straight at General?

 

“Woof woof woof.”

 

“General only trusts you.”

 

Looking at General and Chairman Seong, who were exchanging serious and serious conversations, I stopped thinking.

 

‘A big storm has passed.’

 

Chairman Seong couldn’t kick out the gongs as he wanted, but he said it couldn’t be helped because an unexpected situation came.

 

‘The opportunity will surely come. Don’t you think the day will come when they give up and go back?’

 

My swollen dream of living a solo rural life saw hope in the wrong place.

 

It was because Baek Do-jun became strange after that day.

 

“Baek Do-jun! Baek Do-jun! The frying pan is burning!”

 

“Huh? Yeah. When did the frying pan burn…….”

 

“Pull yourself together.”

 

“I’m sorry.”

 

Like cheese with holes, Baek Do-jun became sloppy. Like a part of the body, the wok that was spun freely or the frying pan that was in charge of breakfast were burned down.

 

“How am I supposed to eat this?”

 

“Sorry, let’s just skip this one.”

 

But the rough stuffing didn’t end in one go.

 

The frying pan, which has a burning smell, has since suffered the humiliation of being burned a few more times by Baek Do-jun, who was dumb. 

 

Eventually, Ajumma decided that the coating was peeled off and could not be used and had to replace the frying pan.

 

‘But it didn’t end there…….’

 

Baek Do-jun, who seemed to be a skilled chef until recently, suddenly acted like a clumsy rookie part-timer. Some of his plates, not the brassware, were broken. He broke not only the plates but also the tea cups and pretty teacups.

 

As for me, who was not interested in teacups, I thought Secretary Choi had bought it with his taste again, but the employers seemed to have a different position.

 

“Oh, my. For this precious thing to be broken…….”

 

The aunties adored a famous brand of teacup that I didn’t even know existed. The ajummas’ expressions of sweeping up the broken pieces of their own bowls were regrettable.

 

It is said that the first priority is not to hurt people, but as this happened repeatedly, the number of ajummas glaring at Baek Do-jun gradually increased.

 

Naturally, the evaluation of Baek Do-jun was downgraded from “a true bachelor who seems to be able to be her son-in-law” to “a mudskipper who breaks the flesh of a living.”

 

Later, even the aunts hardened their faces and questioned Baek Do-jun.

 

“Bachelor.”

 

“Yes, ma’am.”

 

“Were you perharps dumped?”

***실연당했어요 can mean disappointed in love/dumped/had a failed relationship/etc.

실연= Failure in love

 

“What?”

 

Cough

.”

 

Baek Do-jun, who was asked, was just standing there blankly, while the other gongs choked. Seo Eun-soo also coughed quietly. I was the only one who wondered what was wrong with those people.

 

‘Did you all get dumped?’

 

It’s not like they were getting stabbed. Why are you saying that?

 

I was the only one who chewed the dessert that Secretary Choi had airlifted.

The ajummas’ straightforwardness, which the gongs endured and endured, did not end there.

 

“I thought you were dumped by someone you liked because you were acting like a man out of your mind. Why is young man so distraught?”

 

“……Did I look really weird?”

 

“Indeed. I was a little worried. You don’t eat much either. You messed up the dishes you were good at, that I threw them all away these days.”

 

‘Aha. There was that thing that the ladies were not happy about when they saw Baek Do-jun.’

 

It seemed that he was not the only one who was worried about getting emaciated even though it wasn’t even the pepper that the nobleman had put out to dry in the sun.

 

Even when he was preparing a meal and doing what he was told to do, he was blankly there, so it seemed that the rest of the gongs would hold back nagging even if he kept making them unable to eat.

 

“I think I know what’s wrong with him.”

 

Joo Tae-kang peeled the green onion and murmured while looking at Baek Do-jun. Chae Yoon-chan was sad at the poor meal and munching on cookies, and was delighted at the words and stabbed Joo Tae-kang in the side.

 

“If I know how to solve it, I’ll go and fix it right away!”

 

“What kind of cooking machine is Baek Do-jun?”

 

I know that they are hard to see as friends, but I was not happy to treat them as machines that feed people. Apart from not liking Baek Do-jun.

 

“Then what if Baek Do-jun declares a strike?”

 

So far, the biggest ambush of my

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