Refusing Your Ex-Husband’s Obsession: A Guide - Chapter 155

Chapter 155

Translator: Yonnee

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Honestly, Seo-yoon didn’t actually want someone to attend to her. She was just curious about Irene’s reaction to her words and wanted to use that as leverage.

She wanted to tell Ciel that the woman he was interested in was insulting ‘the one and only Guide in this empire’.

Although he never received any guiding from her, Seo-yoon believed that an Esper would react if a Guide was disrespected.

However, the response she received was completely unexpected.

“How dare you say such a thing to her!”

“Yes, I understand.”

Ciel’s anger contrasted with Irene’s calm compliance.

Caught off guard by their opposing reactions, Seo-yoon found herself speechless. Instead, Irene made the first move.

To an onlooker, it might have appeared affectionate as she placed her hand on the saintess’s arm.

Feeling a shiver, however, Seo-yoon couldn’t help but tremble at the sight of Irene’s narrowed eyes.

“Irene.”

Ciel called out desperately, but Irene’s expression remained indifferent.

It was a good opportunity that nearly slipped away from her hands.

Although she wasn’t pleased with his reaction, it was too good an opportunity to miss.

She had checked Seo-yoon’s outfit earlier when greeting her but couldn’t spot anything like a phone hidden there.

Could it be in the inner pocket of her skirt? Since Ciel couldn’t do it, it was right for her to take action.

Pushing the immobile Seo-yoon subtly, Irene moved forward.

As their skirts tangled together, Seo-yoon shouted in annoyance.

“What are you doing!”

Frustrated to her limit, she forgot about Ciel’s presence and lashed out.

“My skirt is ruined! What are you going to do about this?”

“Oh dear.”

“Ah, so annoying! Seriously!”

Seo-yoon shook her skirt with both hands. Then Irene placed her hand on Seo-yoon’s and whispered closely. Her green eyes sparkled coldly, but Seo-yoon didn’t notice.

“Oh no, shaking it like that will only ruin the dress further. Let’s go to the lounge, and I’ll help you.”

“Are you kidding me right now?”

“Me? Why?”

Irene tilted her head innocently, causing Seoyoon to feel like her head was about to explode.

“Please don’t be angry. Let’s go to the lounge first.”

Without waiting for Seo-yoon’s response, Irene took her hand and led her.

“Hey! Are you not going to let go?”

“Ah, don’t worry too much, Saintess.”

“Ugh, how are you so strong?!”

Seo-yoon tried to shake off her grip but, failing to do so, began to sweat.

Once alone in the lounge, she felt her mouth go dry.

Why did it turn out like this? Why does it feel like I’m losing?

While Seo-yoon’s black eyes trembled in confusion, Irene pondered. Where could the phone be hidden?

“Let me tidy up your dress.”

Irene firmly held Seo-yoon’s shoulders and pushed her, who wasn’t moving. The lounge had a large table and sofa suitable for drinking tea, and a full-length mirror on one side.

Irene began to tidy Seo-yoon’s dress in front of the mirror.

“Just do it quickly and leave.”

Seo-yoon was annoyed by Irene’s presence. She had planned to relax and check her phone alone.

Does this b*tch have no pride?

Her attitude was so different from the nobles Seo-yoon had encountered so far, it felt alien.

It was as if she was dealing with an ordinary Korean, leaving Seo-yoon baffled.

In the meantime, Irene was diligently adjusting the hem of the dress, moving her hands carefully. Even if the phone was in an inner pocket, she hoped to feel its outline.

However, even after thoroughly searching, she couldn’t feel the hard material of a smartphone, which frustrated her internally.

Irene had planned to destroy the phone once found, but she didn’t realize Seo-yoon was watching her through the mirror.

“Enough. Stop it.”

“Ah, but it’s not done yet. Just a little more…”

“Hey.”

Irene, trying to act nonchalant, noticed Seo-yoon’s voice had calmed down from its earlier panic, and she lifted her gaze from the skirt.

“What are you trying to get from me?”

Seo-yoon realized that Irene’s actions were not just mindless behavior, but she couldn’t figure out her exact intentions.

“Tell me honestly, huh? You were planning to steal the gems on my skirt, weren’t you? Ahh, I get it. Are you klepto or something?”

Seo-yoon was so astonished that she reverted to her natural, rude tone of speech. Through the full-length mirror, she had felt that Irene was particularly fiddling with the gems on the dress.

Initially, she thought ‘no way’, but as time went on, it turned into conviction.

“Ha, you seduced a duke and still can’t make proper use of him? Are you stupid? Or did you try something with that duke and ended up poor as hell?”

“……”