Yeongsuk half-opened her mouth and spoke absentmindedly.
“Ah. Yes.”
“This is insane. Look at their eyes. What should I do? Ochaewon looks like he’s really going to devour her! It’s so exciting.”
Her mouth went dry.
Watching the person you love kissing another woman was harder than she thought.
“Wow. Do you think they actually kissed? Amazing… What should we do?”
Yeongsuk abruptly covered her mouth with one hand.
Dajeong laughed like a malfunctioning robot. Each time she laughed, it felt like her heart was being torn apart.
This was acting.
In reality, Lee Jaeho approached a woman with a much more provocative gaze. He wasn’t just looking as if he would devour her, but he actually started kissing her as if he were half-devouring her. He forcibly turned her face back to look at him, gently pulling it with his big hands even when she tried to turn away.
If a moan accidentally escaped, he would lower the laughter, looking pleased to get the desired reaction. He even said that he would be happy if Dajeong became a mess and tangled messily, the more messed up she became.
In the end, Dajeong turned her head.
“I… I don’t want to watch anymore.”
It was like she had been running with sandbags tied to her ankles from the beginning.
A man who wasted his strength horribly and, in the end, was a man who couldn’t escape.
She tried to turn her head to erase Ochaewon from her mind. His face, so wonderfully ecstatic while receiving a man’s kiss. This bubbling emotion was an unavoidable jealousy.
…She somewhat wanted to subtly hop on the ‘something’ he suggested.
Amidst the confusion, what he conveyed to her certainly made Dajeong somewhat happy. Dajeong fiddled with her phone with mixed emotions.
It seemed ridiculous to change her attitude right away after knowing the truth, but it was also awkward to keep getting angry. Maybe she would end up sending a reply asking to meet on her way home tonight.
“Why? Has he seen enough now? Is he bored? Well…”
Yeongsuk put away her phone, laughing playfully. He’s handsome. I might become a fan. While murmuring, the woman who had been watching the video continuously added one more comment.
“Oh? According to the comments, there’s also a chaebol rumor? Is it true? Wow. He’s said to be the heir of T Group. Where is T Group? Taeshin? T… Taemyung?”
“Yes. Taemyung. Just a rumor. It’s been around for a long time.”
Should she be thankful that he wasn’t a chaebol?
If he were the successor to a large company that influenced the country’s economy, he wouldn’t have been able to start in the first place. A reserved body fluid container. The third-generation chaebol was more than a tree that couldn’t grow. Dare I even say anything.
Such people are originally a different species.
At that moment, the nurse found Dajeong.
“Nurse Yoon. The broadcasting station asked for medical advice, could you spare some time?”
“Medical advice? Me? I’m not a professor.”
Dajeong blinked her eyes.
“No. It’s more than that. At this hour? Early morning?”
“Well. I guess it’s because of the broadcast schedule.”
“Why me…?”
“They said I just need a few pieces of advice about nursing duties. Nurse Yoon is supposed to talk about it. It seems they’re just doing a brief interview, so it shouldn’t be difficult.”
**
Two in the morning.
A small space not currently used as a hospital room.
As Dajeong opened the door and entered, the man standing by the window turned his body. The scene in front of Dajeong was so unreal that she blinked.
“Dajeong.”
Good heavens. It was Lee Jaeho.
“How did you find this place?”
In the heart that sank with a thud, both unease and joy were mixed. Dajeong didn’t bother confirming which one was greater. Her heart had already started beating uncontrollably.
“…I came because I needed medical advice.”
Having no interest in the ‘medical’ part of medical advice.
“!”
“I’m actor Lee Jaeho.”
The smiling man greeted her.
“Nice to meet you.”
“What is this…”
Only now did Dajeong come to her senses and turned to the entrance. The door was well closed, but she worried that the sound might leak out.
Lowering her voice by a tone, Dajeong asked quietly.
“What are you doing right now?”
“Interview. You heard about it, right?”
Jaeho gestured to sit down as he sat on the bed. Dajeong, still in a daze, walked over and sat a little away. Jaeho, gauging the empty space between them, nodded and smiled.
“Looks like three people could sit between us.”
Dajeong stared at him with eyes that didn’t smile.
“Ah. Is this the distance for ‘some’?”
His joking tone had a hint of tiredness.
“More importantly, how did you do it? How did you request advice?”
Even though she couldn’t hide her joy, she wanted to point out recklessness. This was a workplace. Inevitably, an official tone came out first.
With tired eyes and visiting at two in the morning. Unbelievable.
“I used my head reasonably.”
“Why… does the hospital let anyone in like this?”
“It’s not anyone. I applied and entered following the official procedure.”
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
