Secretly Married to a Chaebol Alpha novel Chapter 44

Chapter 44: SLEEPLESS NIGHT

MAYBE IT’S too early to ask Garam to retire.

That was what Song Sihyuk thought when he saw his wife’s reaction.

If I ask him to quit being an idol, Lim Garam might try to slip away from my grasp. Well, I can always use force to keep him with me. But I’d rather not use violence on this precious human being.

"Do you like being an idol, Garam-ah?"

"I think so," Lim Garam said. His answer was vague, but the sparkle in his eyes was clear. "I’m good at my job, and I’m earning a lot of money. So, I’d like to keep doing this while I’m still considered young in the industry, Hyung."

To be honest, Song Sihyuk didn’t want Lim Garam to stay as an idol because he didn’t want him to get more popular.

It would be hard for me to hide him from the public if he gets too famous.

"Hyung, I know that I’m the least profitable among us."

Hmm?

Song Sihyuk was bewildered when Lim Garam suddenly turned gloomy...

... and pitiable, to be honest.

He has never shown this side of himself before.

Interesting.

"I’m the one with the least solo advertisements, and I don’t get love calls from producers either."

Oh.

It’s because I told Myung Hyesu to limit your solo activities, Garam-ah.

Song Sihyuk also firmly told Myung Hyesu not to send Lim Garam to variety shows— especially those stupid shows that would make fun of their guests as a concept.

A chaebol’s spouse has to maintain his dignity.

"I know that we’ve already talked about this, Hyung. And I also get your point when you said that our group wouldn’t exist without me," Lim Garam said, sighing. "Even so, I’m still sad that I don’t get as much work as my younger members."

’Sad.’

Song Sihyuk didn’t like that word coming out of Lim Garam’s mouth, especially when he looked really sad doing so.

"You’re sad, Garam-ah?"

"Of course, Hyung. Since we don’t have group activities these days, it has become painfully obvious that I’m not as famous as my group members," Lim Garam said, his expression the closest thing to a pout. "I have my pride as the second oldest hyung and the main vocal of the group, so I want to do more for the team. Plus, I want to be more visible to my fans. I want them to see my face on billboards, magazines, TV, variety shows online, etc., so that they’ll know I’m doing well. I want them to be proud of me."

Oh.

Now Song Sihyuk was starting to feel guilty— and it was an emotion that he hadn’t felt in a long time.

I mean, I’m always right anyway, so why would I feel guilty?

But here he was now.

Song Sihyuk felt a painful pang in his chest while looking at Lim Garam’s sad face.

I don’t want to see my brat sad.

"Do you want more solo activities, Garam-ah?"

Lim Garam looked confused at first, and then he gasped when the realization hit him. "Hyung, I didn’t say all of that as a way to beg you for sponsorships."

"I know," Song Sihyuk said bluntly. "If you want or need something from me, you’ll ask for it directly. You’re not the type to use a sob story to get what you want."

"Yeah, but I’ll accept whatever you give me, Hyung."

"I know, and that’s why I like giving gifts to you."

"Do you know why I accept the material things you give me, Hyung?"

"I’m actually curious about that."

"Because that’s your contribution to this relationship, Hyung," Lim Garam said bluntly. "If I don’t enjoy the benefits of having a rich husband, then what did I marry you for?"

Pfft.

This kid is really funny.

"It makes me sound like a gold digger, right?" Lim Garam asked, smiling sheepishly. "Are you disappointed now that you know I could be this materialistic?"

"Lim Garam, only men who don’t have ’gold’ are worried about gold diggers," Song Sihyuk said, laughing while shaking his head. "I married you because of my experiment, and you married me because of my money. So, why would I be disappointed just because you accept everything I give you? It’s what we agreed on, and I like spoiling you anyway."

"Then don’t blame me if you get bankrupt, Hyung."

"Aigooya. One day, I’m really going to show you my bank account."

"I’m looking forward to it, Hyung."

Song Sihyuk laughed because of Lim Garam’s lifeless answer that was different than what the kid answered when he said the same thing before.

However, he could tell that just like back then, his wife didn’t care about his money.

It’s funny how Lim Garam claims that he’s a gold digger, but he obviously doesn’t care about my money. He just accepts everything I give him because he can’t be bothered turning them down.

In short, Song Sihyuk couldn’t buy Lim Garam’s love even with all the money that he had.

It would have been easier if he were a real gold digger.

"Why are you looking at me like that, Hyung?"

"I’m just thinking you should meet a real gold digger so you’d know you’re being cute right now."

Lim Garam just gave him a blank look, as usual.

There must be something wrong with me since I even find his nonchalant face adorable.

"When will the meds take effect?" Lim Garam complained, obviously ignoring Song Sihyuk’s flirting on purpose. "Dr. Seong said the meds for your fever are strong enough to knock you out. But you’re still up and sprouting bullshit."

"Garam-ah, I told you swearing doesn’t suit your cute face."

"Screw it."

"Aigooya."

"Just sleep, Hyung. Why is your stamina still strong even when you have a fever? It’s as if you were built like a stallion."

"I’m also hung like a horse, Garam-ah."

Lim Garam’s face turned red as he shot Song Sihyuk a cold look. "I’ll follow Dr. Seong’s advice and sleep in the guest room tonight. Call me if you need something, Hyung."

"Tsk."

"Garam-ah, I don’t just sound smart— I am smart."

This brat keeps doing adorable things.

How adorable.

***

OH, I look handsome here.

garamofhappiness really takes good pictures of me.

And the pictures that they post always go viral— like now.

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