Spatial Manipulation – Delusion Into Reality

Chapter 167

Spatial Manipulation – Delusion Into Reality

One day, God bestowed grace upon me, who had nothing and nothing to boast about. Is the ability to manipulate space a blessing or a curse? know what! I will make your delusion a reality!

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Chapter 167 – (Episode 167) 25. Living in Two Houses

(Episode 167)

“If you have something to say, say it, I’ll listen.”

“What do 18-year-olds believe in and be so cheap?”

“What? What is this chinky bastard saying!”

“Chinky,” As Charlotte Thompson said, is a term used by English-speaking people to demean Chinese people.

“Sorry, but I am Korean.”

“Joy! That guy is that guy.”

“Her mother seems to value manners, but isn’t her sister too rude to the man she loves?”

“What about my sister… ! I don’t want to stay here anymore so tell me what to say?

“You have nothing to say? I tried to punish a 9-year-old girl for being rude, but you gave up because you seemed like a spoiled child.”

“Profit… , Leave you alone!”

Before she was trimmed, she was obviously prettier than Jennifer. Charlotte, who had used it sparingly to get angry and frown, nervously shoved her sister away and ran out of her room.

“How is your personality completely different from yours?”

“I’m not your biological sister.”

“What?”

Jennifer didn’t notice at all that Han Myung-sik was pretending, and went back to bed and sat down.

“A woman who deftly pretends to be a hostess is not her real mother…”

“Hmm… I had a different impression.”

“Even her blonde hair was dyed by her mother and daughter, and they are both brown.”

“Jennifer, are you natural blonde?”

When I stroked her newly trimmed hair to say she was coming home, Jennifer gently leaned over and sighed.

“My late mom has blonde hair and blue eyes.”

“When you were 9 years old?”

“When I was 12.”

“Uh?”

“Whoops, aren’t Charlotte and I the same age?”

“Is she a sister to you?”

“What kind of man is my father, how could he be so fond of a child who is not of his own blood?”

There was a lot of meaning in the self-help answer, but I was curious about the context because I had only searched for the approximate contents.

“How did your mother die?”

Jennifer’s answer to the question was postponed when a Mexican-American maid came to inform her that dinner was ready.

“You run an entertainment agency in LA?”

“Yes, it is in the form of a US branch, but in fact the entire company was moved.”

“Excellent, isn’t that quite a success at that age?”

“I feel more proud when my father praises me.”

Haha!”

The conversation between the two men bursting with delightful laughter made the dinner atmosphere very friendly.

Charlotte showed her appearance in her room, she was everywhere, just like when we first met, she naturally maintained her lively and fresh appearance like an 18-year-old high school girl,

This is because Charlotte’s mother, who maintains the dignity of a typical upper-class American middle-aged woman, did not see anything strange about her expression or behavior.

Jennifer also got along well without emotional agitation, perhaps because she had a man she loved and depended on and the experience she had until she became a competent CIA agent.

After dinner, the men and women split up and exchanged chats or drank drinks, which flowed very naturally.

“Whoa… Now it’s just the two of us.”

I was guided to the bedroom separately, but Han Myeong-sik stopped time and appeared on Jennifer’s bed like a teleportation.

“Welcome, I had a hard time courting the family.”

“Your father likes to drink, doesn’t he?”

“Thanks to that, my maternal grandfather and I got along well.”

Before the unfinished story came out, she started kissing to relieve her sexual desire.

“It would have been fun if I had the ability to turn back time.”

“Would you attack me when I was a teenager?”

“Huh.”

“It wasn’t as pretty then as it is now.”

“Okay?”

“Because I was an ugly boy with braces and full of freckles.”

When we first met, she was finely putting on her makeup, so she didn’t seem to notice. If you’re curious, just check it out.

“Where are the pictures from when you were young?”

“I do, but it’s embarrassing…”

“Give up the fun of secretly cabbing as a kid in your girlfriend’s room?”

“How the hell did you get that illusion?”

Contrary to her tone of complaint, Jennifer brought a box from the built-in closet with a look of anticipation on her face.

“And… ! He said he was ugly, but he’s really cute!”

“Thank you very much.”

While checking the cute and bright appearance of an upper-class girl growing up receiving plenty of love and attention from her,

The two lovers lay on the bed with only their underwear on and had a good time sharing happy memories until late at night.

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Can a healthy man hold hands and just sleep in his girlfriend’s room, where childhood memories and teenage emotions remain intact?

“Haaa… Ahhh… Ahhhhh…”

Jennifer was completely stretched out, despite not being able to concentrate properly for fear that her moans would leak out of her room.

When I got stuck in front of her sister Charlotte’s door in a hugged position, I went so far that I almost got tired of urinating.

“Whoa… I wanted to try it in the living room on the first floor, but it’s a pity.”

“Uhhhhh… Ah… It’s cool just having fun in Dad’s study… That’s enough… , Haaaaa…”

“Heuk, you were really excited there, how did you hold back your moaning?”

“That… More than that, if you’re one body with yourself, you really won’t be filmed, right? Woo woo… If I get caught, I’ll never see my father’s face again.”

I am saying this because I am concerned about the security cameras installed throughout the house.

“I’m dating a man with superpowers, so I have to have these advantages.”

“Ahhh… My excitement hasn’t subsided yet, so… My heart feels like it will burst.”

“I’m most excited about doing it in my parent’s bedroom, but how could it be?”

“Crazy, if you’re a real mother, you’ll never do it!”

“If you were a real mother, you mean what you want to do, right?”

“I don’t know!”

I went around the whole house and had fun, and the embarrassing reaction was cute, so I pulled her in and kissed her.

“Why are you in such a hurry to get married when you hate your parents so much?”

“A little… There are circumstances that are difficult to tell.”

“Do you want to lie on my back on my stomach and talk while getting stuck?”

“Ah… I’ll just say, I’m really going to lose my mind if I do more here.”

Han Myeong-sik immediately stopped time and went to the kitchen to bring two bottles of beer as if teleportation.

“Do you like beer at times like this?”

“I really really really love you!”

This time, Jennifer hugged her and kissed her. The two emptied their beer bottles at once and lay down on the bed again.

“Is the starting point of all the questions I’ve experienced in this house today is my late mother?”

“…”

It’s a word that came out knowing everything inside, but as you can see from the fact that Jennifer can’t answer right away, it’s enough to guess.

“If she was 12, the pain of losing her mother must have been significant. How did she get through it?”

“I couldn’t get over it…”

“What? Then…”

“Yeah, I haven’t let go of her mother yet.”

“Jennifer…”

I guess my heart tells me the difference between finding out through the status window and hearing about it directly, Han Myeong-sik hugged the tearful Jennifer.

“The fact that I asked to get married has something to do with my mother.”

“What is it?”

“All of our family wealth was passed down from her maternal grandfather to her mother.”

“What?”

“Seeing you’re surprised, you must be guessing too.”

“West… Are you sure my guess is correct?”

“You’re assuming that your mother’s death has something to do with inheritance?”

“Eww… Huh…”

It was not a guess, but a fact that I found out through the status window, but it can’t be more detailed than the explanation of the person concerned.

“However… It’s just a guess for me.”

“It’s just a guess, hasn’t it been revealed yet?”

“If you or I guessed right, there’s no way our family would be this fine.”

“Ah… I see, then what happened?”

Jennifer spoke relatively calmly about the heartbreaking story of her past, which, as a 12-year-old, she couldn’t help but remember.

“Whoa… Is something like a movie actually happening?”

“But on the surface there is nothing suspicious about it.”

“That’s right, so you joined the CIA, so you got the information you wanted?”

“No, when the time came, I applied for a transfer to the branch office, but I was assigned to the headquarters and met him.”

“What, then, is it because of me that things went wrong?”

“Yes, so marry me and let me inherit.”

“Wow… It’s a huge property, so it shakes a little.”

“Didn’t you think we should have talked about the inheritance first?”

Since it was a plan that Jennifer had set aside greed for herself, she had no intention of burdening the man she loved with the condition of marriage.

However, if the suspicion is true, isn’t it something that her mother’s inheritance, which can be said to be her property, cannot be taken away as it is?

“According to her will, she must marry herself so that her estate will be inherited, right?”

“Yes, my maternal grandfather’s will was inherited as it was. His father also agreed to marry her mother on that condition.”

“Jennifer, do you doubt your father?”

“At one point, I was obsessed with such thoughts and even received psychiatric treatment.”

“So you don’t think now?”

Jennifer sat up and looked at Han Myeong-shik with his loving gaze and nodded at him.

“I was convinced that it wasn’t because of the look in Dad’s eyes and expression looking at him today.”

“But… My father really likes me, so it was hard to deal with him for drinking.”

“Whooping, it’s been a while since I’ve seen Dad look so happy.”

Since it is impossible to look at all of the vast contents of a person’s memory and state without searching for specific contents,

Of the stories Jennifer confided in, it is a fact that we could not find out the memories of emotions or family quarrels.

“Couldn’t it be a Korean-style last-minute drama?”

“Uh? The Korean dramas I know aren’t the last, right?”

“Ah… Originally, being known abroad is different from being popular in your home country. Anyway, what if all of this was the work of someone I guess?”

“No way…”

It was clear he was thinking of the same person, but Jennifer doesn’t seem to want to admit it.

“Can I help you?”

“What?”

“To find out the truth.”

“No… , I want to do it with my own hands.”

“What if I can’t find it after all?”

“I can’t help it…”

“Why is she so nice when she looks like a typical poopy American white girl?”

“Isn’t that why you like it?”

“Of course, didn’t you bully girls of color when you were in middle and high school?”

“Whoops, doesn’t that look like my first impression?”

“Did you know?”

“I’m sorry, but I couldn’t afford to bully her friend because I was delusional.”

“Ah… Didn’t she say she was receiving psychiatric treatment?”

It must be a painful memory, but Jennifer had a smile on her face.

“If Dad hadn’t been by my side at that time, he wouldn’t be facing me like this now.”

“Was that enough?”

“Yeah, the doctor said he didn’t know what to do, so he took me with him for 24 hours.”

“Dad?”

“Huh.”

“Did he get along well with the grand delusion that Dad killed her mother?”

At Myeong-sik Han’s point, Jennifer laughed and recalled old memories.

“My dad silently hugged and stroked the back of my daughter who foamed at her mouth and had a seizure.”

“You should be proud that the daughter you raised like that has brought a wonderful boyfriend like me.”

“Huh, that’s it… , When he hugs me tightly, I think of my father’s arms at that time…”

“Jennifer…”

Tears were contained in Jennifer’s beautiful smile, which seemed to be saddened by the moonlight filtering through the curtains.

“I love you and thank you…”

“What do you mean by saying thank you when you say you love me? I can do anything for you.”

What could he not do for a woman who would rub her face against her breasts and burrow into them?

“That’s why you say thank you, thank you so much for your heart.”

“When I said thank you, I remembered something I really wanted to do.”

“What?”

“I’m going to get lost and get Marisa.”

“Why Marisa… ? Ah… !”

Since I was doing the same thing, I immediately recognized Han Myeong-sik’s intentions.

“With Marisa, you can find out the truth very easily.”

“I’ll figure it out with my own hands.”

“No, Jennifer, you’re so nice that you’re going to give up just like this because of me.”

“That… Yeah…”

I would be lying if I said I didn’t expect you to step out like this. Jennifer didn’t know what to do, so she kept staring at Myeong-sik Han’s confident face.

(Continued on next episode 168)

Spatial Manipulation – Delusion Into Reality

One day, God bestowed grace upon me, who had nothing and nothing to boast about. Is the ability to manipulate space a blessing or a curse? know what! I will make your delusion a reality!

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