A Bad, Bad Act (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 10
How utterly pathetic a woman’s life can be.
The saying that “being pretty brings trouble.”
And that inexplicable remark that he’d broken her jinx.
Wasn’t she just a ridiculous woman?
“What do you mean, ‘broken’?”
At her mutter, spoken like a whisper to herself, Lee Han stopped explaining.
“What? What’s wrong with my explanation?”
Looking at Lee Han, Do Ha frowned.
Damn it.
More than her sorrowful eyes, it was the wistful tone of her voice that clung stubbornly to his ears, refusing to let go.
“I can’t focus. Let’s move somewhere else.”
Do Ha raised his hand toward the waiter.
Having signaled that they’d be changing seats, Do Ha abruptly stood up from his chair.
An inexplicable chill ran down his spine, making him deeply irritated.
Behind him as he walked away, the woman’s voice, meant to comfort her friend, drifted faintly through the air.
“Yeah. Once I’ve paid off all my debts, I’ll quit this job. Then I’ll finally live doing what I want—travel everywhere I missed out on, fall in love.”
Travel. Romance.
Was that really what she’d wanted?
It wasn’t just laughable anymore—it now felt utterly trivial.
A cold, mocking snort escaped him involuntarily.
Following behind Do Ha, Lee Han finally couldn’t help but ask,
“Who is she?”
“Cha Hyun’s spa spy.”
Do Ha replied dismissively, sitting down with an indifferent expression.
Now that the woman’s voice, which had been filling his ears, was gone, he finally felt like he could breathe again.
“Auntie’s spy?”
Lee Han’s expression turned blank as he finally looked at the woman, clicking his tongue regretfully.
“She’s pretty… What a shame. A spy.”
“Pretty, my ass.”
Do Ha recalled the woman and let out a snort.
“She’s just a ridiculous woman, that’s all.”
She’d readily agreed to become Cha Hyun’s hatchet, just to rescue her own life, now cornered on all sides.
She intended to strike him ten times over with that flimsy blade.
Do Ha filled his glass with ice, his smile bitter.
“How pathetically you live, Seo Yeo Eun.”
And it seemed things would only get more pathetic from here on out.
“Just continue with what you were saying.”
Deliberately tearing his attention away from the woman, Do Ha looked at Lee Han with feigned indifference.
Lee Han, who had been glancing around nervously, resumed his report.
“Druid Nine says they’re willing to hand over even the patent rights. In return, they just want two seats on our board of directors. They say since they researched and developed it themselves, they want to share in the success to the very end…”
Lee Han kept talking for a while longer.
“With this, our investment returns will exceed 700%. It’s a total jackpot.”
A total jackpot.
Exactly as Lee Han said—this truly was a massive win.
The amount invested in Druid Nine, when converted, was roughly equivalent to the value of one of Hanju Group’s major subsidiaries.
The corner of Do Ha’s mouth tilted slightly.
Just then—
“Huh?”
Lee Han’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Isn’t that Son Gyu Won?”
Son Gyu Won?
That psycho actor?
“Is that bastard hitting on your aunt’s spy?”
Despite his effort to hold back, his head turned anyway.
* * *
“Honey.”
The man who slammed a liquor bottle roughly onto the table, clearly drunk, was Son Gyu Won.
“Our honey, seen in a place like this?”
Son Gyu Won—a national actor whose sensuous physique and innocent-looking face had earned him countless female fans.
His acting skills were decent, and by his mid-thirties, he’d grown far more successful than before.
Even Son Gyu Won, though, had once faced a life-or-death crisis that nearly ruined him completely.
It started during his breakup with an ordinary woman, when allegations of assault surfaced.
It turned out he’d been juggling relationships with multiple women simultaneously, and public outrage exploded when one of them revealed she’d undergone a tubal ligation.
As both sides dragged each other through the mud, the full extent of Son Gyu Won’s private life was laid bare, utterly destroying his reputation.
The wholesome “sunny guy” image his agency had carefully promoted was shattered entirely.
It was Persona who took on the job of rehabilitating Son Gyu Won’s image.
Yeo Eun was assigned as his trainer, and she’d pulled him out of the mud and firmly reseated him on his throne—
an even grander, more brilliant throne than before.
That part was fine.
The problem was, old habits die hard—throughout his entire rehabilitation period, Son Gyu Won had persistently pursued Yeo Eun.
Finally losing patience, Yeo Eun blew the lid off his agency, and through mediation by the agency’s CEO, she ended the training contract without paying any penalty fee.
In other words, their relationship was the epitome of bitter history.
This was absolutely not the kind of reunion where he should be calling her “honey.”
“It’s so nice seeing you again—let’s have a drink together, Seo Yeo Eun.”
Hearing those words from such a person, delivered with a silly grin and reeking of alcohol, filled her with disgust.
“Don’t bother—”
But before she could finish, Son Gyu Won poured liquor into her glass until it overflowed.
Amber liquid spilled over the rim, soaking the table thoroughly.
Only after the table was completely drenched did Son Gyu Won straighten the bottle and let out a chuckle.
“I must’ve had quite a bit… I suddenly remembered you loudly shouting ‘you pervert!’ at me in your company’s lobby.”
Recalling the same memory, Yeo Eun snorted.
Son Gyu Won really was a pervert.
What was wrong with calling a pervert a pervert?
“You should be grateful. I wanted to make a scene right there in the broadcasting station lobby, but I held back out of respect for the image I created for you.”
She’d reinvented his image—replacing the former “sunny guy” with the new label of “homme fatale.”
She’d reframed his rough “delinquent” persona as an “adrenaline-fueled macho man,” and swapped out “first-love oppa” for “sexy workplace superior.”
Thus, he gained the title of “Sum-Seok-Nam”—
a man so sexy even his breathing was seductive.
The problem was, Son Gyu Won actually believed he really was that sexy.
He thought the image she’d crafted was his authentic self and began shamelessly hitting on her.
That day, he’d even cornered her tightly in a parking lot…
“Just thinking about it makes the taste of my drink sour. Please, just go on your way.”
She felt instantly sobered.
Sexy-breathing man? More like disgusting-breathing bastard.
How dare that asshole think breathing itself made him hot.
Clenching her lips, Yeo Eun stood up.
“What lousy timing.”
She murmured under her breath, giving Son Gyu Won a frosty stare.
“I saved your sorry ass, yet you’re still acting like this, Mr. Son Gyu Won?”
The Son Gyu Won of today was Yeo Eun’s handiwork—
so flawless was the image overhaul that his agency had rewarded her with a luxury sedan as an incentive.
And yet, after all that effort, this was how he behaved.
“Mr. Son Gyu Won, you should probably start by fixing that flimsiness of yours.”
Of course, he wasn’t her client anymore—so it wasn’t really her problem.
Yeo Eun gave a cold snort and firmly grasped Ji Soo’s wrist.
“Senior, let’s go.”
Then she walked away.
“You crazy—”
Son Gyu Won’s shout chased after her as she calmly lifted her chin and walked off without looking back.
“Hey! You’re dead, Seo Yeo Eun!”
* * *
Having left the whiskey bar without even glancing back, Yeo Eun finally quickened her pace.
“He didn’t follow us out. We’re safe, Yeo Eun.”
Relieved that Son Gyu Won hadn’t pursued them, Ji Soo let out a sigh and patted Yeo Eun reassuringly.
“What rotten luck, running into that bastard here?”
“Right?”
He was literally the number-one person she never wanted to see again.
Running a hand over her chest, Yeo Eun felt grateful that things had ended so peacefully.
Son Gyu Won, drunk out of his mind—
if he’d completely lost control and caused a scene, it would’ve been a serious problem.
Yeo Eun flagged down a passing taxi and gently nudged Ji Soo toward it.
“Hurry up. The taxi’s here.”
“What about you?”
“I’ll catch the next one.”
Ji Soo glanced anxiously toward the whiskey bar’s entrance.
“What if that bastard follows you out? You go first.”
She was worried Son Gyu Won might come charging out and cause trouble.
“That creep’s always had his sights on you anyway.”
Seeing Ji Soo’s worried face, Yeo Eun offered a gentle smile.
“I’ll be fine. Besides, the person living farther away should go first. My place is just nearby.”
After seeing Ji Soo off, Yeo Eun stepped one pace further toward the curb to hail another taxi.
“I must’ve drunk more than I thought. The ground’s actually swaying.”
Confronting Son Gyu Won like this—she must’ve grown bolder.
Son Gyu Won was dangerous if he wasn’t completely sober.
Self-mockingly telling herself she’d gotten lucky it ended this peacefully, Yeo Eun raised her hand to hail a passing taxi.
Just then—
A firm force yanked her backward with abrupt strength.
“Hey!”
Caught off guard by the sudden shift in balance,
for a moment, her head spun so dizzyingly she nearly collapsed.
The large build and rough voice were unmistakably Son Gyu Won’s, yet his words somehow didn’t register in her ears.
Judging by his expression, he was clearly hurling insults—but she couldn’t make out a single word, which oddly made her laugh.
That seemed to provoke him further.
“You’re laughing?”
Blocking the taxi that had just arrived, Son Gyu Won grabbed her arm fiercely and shouted,
“Do I sound like I’m talking nonsense? Why won’t you answer me—just keep laughing? Am I some joke to you?”
His rough, aggressive shaking made her dizzy again, and Yeo Eun irritably yanked her arm away.
“Was that supposed to be human speech?”
Normally, the best strategy with him was to avoid confrontation—but each time, it somehow became impossible.
“I had no idea.”
Yeo Eun sneered coldly.
“I thought it was just a stray dog barking as I walked by.”
Son Gyu Won’s face flushed red, then pale, shifting colors like a turkey.
“What did you say?”
His furious voice trembled with rage.
Under normal circumstances, she’d already be scanning for an escape route—but the alcohol pumping through her veins had replaced the urge to flee with reckless courage.
“What, are you going to hit me?”
Go ahead and try.
Gritting her molars, Yeo Eun shot him a sharp, defiant glare.
“You bitch.”
Son Gyu Won raised his hand high—
and Yeo Eun tightly shut her eyes.
At that very moment—
“Ms. Seo Yeo Eun.”
At the familiar voice, Yeo Eun instantly lifted her eyelids.
Behind Son Gyu Won—
in the exact spot where the taxi had just stopped—
Cha Do Ha’s black sedan now sat, already strangely familiar.
From the back seat, through the open window, Cha Do Ha looked at her with calm composure and spoke again,
“Get in.”
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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