I Called My Sponsor in Front of My Husband

“Tell me. Who is he?”

For a moment, my heart dropped.
My hands and feet went cold, and I felt like all the blood rushed to my feet.
I was desperately trying to think of an excuse, but my mind just stopped.

This wasn’t me being in a position to be interrogated.

“Hey. Jeon Seongwon.”

“…….”

He flinched, startled.

“And you? What did you do with Weilin at the hotel today?”

He flinched even harder this time and went stiff.
So he’d tried to hide it.
I really needed to fire all of Jeon Seongwon’s attendants.

“……I asked first.”

“Ha.”

I was speechless.
This wasn’t a situation to argue about who asked first.
Was he acting like this because he had something to hide?

“I was talking about work too.”

“What kind of work could you have with an unknown model?”

“So I’m going to build him up. Aiming for next F/W. Maybe even sooner.”

Jeon Seongwon’s brow furrowed deeply as he looked down at me, glaring.
His clenched fists were trembling.
What, was he going to hit me?

“That’s sponsorship.”

He ground out the words.
Jeon Seongwon seemed genuinely angry—rarely seen.

“So what if it’s sponsorship? It’s not like it’s a stain on an omega, is it? Someone like me who just stays cooped up at home would look more pathetic, wouldn’t I?”

“You’re a married man!”

“So what? What’s your point?”

It had been a long time since an omega having an affair was a huge issue.
Of course, it was different for alphas, but you could say that current-day Korea was the little renaissance of the 21st century’s social circles.
In the sense that every married omega had ‘someone.’

Well, it wasn’t quite to that extent, but……
Whenever I went to social gatherings for omegas, talk of which alpha from where was decent was common.

“Haa……. Listen carefully, Lee Seyeon. I met Weilin to talk about work. He’s finally showing signs of accepting the modeling position. I had a hell of a time trying to appease him. Not like you, coming back after fooling around covered in another alpha’s pheromones!”

“Do you think you don’t stink?!”

A faint omega pheromone was emanating from Jeon Seongwon too.
A typical case of ‘if I do it, it’s romance; if you do it, it’s an affair.’
This omega pheromone was familiar.
And that familiarity made me even angrier.
Because it was Weilin’s.

“……Did you sleep with him?”

“What?”

“I asked if you slept with that alpha.”

“What if I did?”

“…….”

When I came out so confidently, he seemed at a loss for words, his mouth twitching.
His hands were still trembling.
Like he was holding back the urge to use violence.

I spun around and headed to my room.
Jeon Seongwon followed, of course.
The moment I grabbed the doorknob—
Bam!
He lunged at me from behind and slammed his fist against the door, his body pressed against mine.
Hard enough to shake me.

I squeezed my eyes shut, then opened them.
Jeon Seongwon, with both hands planted next to my head, was glaring at me fiercely.

“Lee Seyeon. Even my tolerance has its limits.”

“……Ha.”

His attitude showed he didn’t think about his own faults at all.
From the beginning, why had I started meeting Kang Chaehee?
To piss off Jeon Seongwon, who was cheating with Weilin.
In that case, I had achieved my goal brilliantly.

“Hey, Jeon Seongwon. Are you sure you won’t regret this?”

Then he flinched again.
We were pressed close together, and the scent of an angry Jeon Seongwon, unable to control his pheromones, rushed to the tip of my nose.

In that moment, my fully exploded anger hit its limit.
I raised my foot and kicked his shin with all my might.

“……Ugh!”

Jeon Seongwon crumbled, grabbing his shin and hopping around.
Glaring at me with teary eyes, he shouted.

“Lee Seyeon!”

“Don’t say my name like that, you bastard!”

“You, really, what is your relationship with that alpha……!”

“What’s our relationship? Huh? I’m going to sleep with him right now. I’ll contact him right away and have a good time. You can stay home and drink yourself stupid or call your beloved Weilin. Do whatever you want.”

I quickly stepped past Jeon Seongwon, who had collapsed on the floor.
I heard him call out, “Seyeon……!” but I ignored it.
Since Han Youngjun had already left for the day, I grabbed the keys to the car I usually drove and went out the front door.

I started the car and pulled out of the garage.
As I rounded the curve and passed through the front gate, Jeon Seongwon came running out of the open gate.
His clothes were a mess, and he was limping—he looked a complete wreck.
He ran right out and blocked the front of my car.

I slammed on the brakes and rolled down the window, yelling.

“Hey, you crazy bastard!”

“Let’s at least talk, Lee Seyeon.”

“Yeah. I’m going to go meet my sponsored boy now. Okay?”

I put my foot back on the accelerator, but Jeon Seongwon spread his arms wide, refusing to move.

“Move! Before I run you over!”

“Go ahead. Run me over.”

I couldn’t believe it.
Did he think I wouldn’t?
I gripped the steering wheel tight and hit the gas.

“Ugh……!”

Jeon Seongwon let out a short cry and dodged, rolling to the side.
I drove right past him.
I was a little nervous, but I knew he’d dodge.
Would I actually hit him?
No way.
Jeon Seongwon was too careful with his body—he even secretly took supplements.

Speaking of supplements, I had a lot to say about that, but I shook my head to clear it and navigated out of the winding neighborhood alleys.

Once I reached the main road, I pulled over for a moment and found my phone.
I was still wearing my outdoor clothes, so my phone was obediently in my pocket.

I quickly dialed an unsaved number and waited for the ringtone.
After about four rings, the call connected.

“……Hello?”

I hesitated for a moment.
Because the voice was different from Kang Chaehee’s usual one—lower and quieter.

“Kang Chaehee.”

“Director?!”

His voice shot up in pitch the moment I said his name.
Even though he wasn’t in front of me—and certainly not actually there—I could almost see his tail spinning like a propeller.
Before I spoke my final words, I hesitated for a moment.
Until I realized that hesitation was pointless.

“Do you have time right now?”

* * * *

Kang Chaehee arrived at the hotel in exactly 28 minutes.
Even at this hour, which wasn’t particularly congested, his house was a distance away—he must have flown.
He was even slightly out of breath, and his hair was disheveled.

“You’re here? I thought it would take longer.”

“…….”

Kang Chaehee stared at me.
I had just finished a half-body bath, trying to soothe my endlessly sinking mood.
As I shook my slightly wet hair, Kang Chaehee bit his lip and strode toward me.

“Sorry for calling you out so suddenly— mmph…….”

He grabbed my cheeks and kissed me without preamble.
It started with a deep lock of lips and went on for quite a while.
After tilting his head several times to change angles, Kang Chaehee finally pulled his lips back and spoke.

“Director, it seems like something happened, but…….”

“…….”

“I won’t ask anything.”

I glanced up at him.

“The opportunity came, so I don’t want to miss it. I’m sorry.”

It was ridiculous.
I was the one sponsoring him, yet he acted like he’d been lying in wait for my body.
Well…… He was an alpha in his prime, so maybe it was natural.

Kang Chaehee kissed me again and boldly reached inside my robe.
When his fingertips caught on my underwear, he rubbed my hips a few times, then slipped his hand inside the waistband and pulled them off.

The underwear tangled around my ankles was naturally shed as he skillfully pushed me back.
Now that I was only wearing a thin robe, it felt real, and a belated sense of shame rose up.
His hand, which had delved back inside the robe, immediately touched between my legs.

My body flinched at the sudden contact, and my legs instinctively squeezed shut.
Kang Chaehee forcibly spread them apart.
It was unexpectedly rough, and I flinched in surprise—
Then he poured out the pheromone he’d been gradually releasing.

“Hngh…….”

My shoulders trembled, and my lower body began to burn.
My lower abdomen tingled, and I started to get wet.
Kang Chaehee completely untied my robe, letting it fall to the floor.
The robe, having lost what held it together, spread open limply, and the fabric of his clothes touched my bare skin.

He rubbed my breasts with both hands, then lowered his hands to my waist.
His arms wrapped tightly around my waist like the thick body of a snake.
He whispered lowly.

“……Director.”

“…….”

“You can’t regret this.”