Jaeho stared at Dajeong with a sidelong glance. As his gaze lingered, her neck turned red unavoidably. His gaze was like a heater, and her skin quickly responded.
“I wanted to see you.”
“…?”
“Miss Yoon Dajeong seemed to feel the same.”
“…?”
“I could hear the heartbeat from here.”
Then a breathless silence followed. The quiet footsteps echoing in the corridor maintained a tense atmosphere.
Pshh.
The man broke the atmosphere with a light laugh.
“You work in a quite sensitive atmosphere, Miss Yoon Dajeong.”
“…”
“Maybe because it’s a hospital. There’s a strange tension. Feels like something’s about to happen.”
“…Emergency situations happen a lot in reality.”
“What kind?”
The man’s head tilted slightly toward Dajeong.
“At dawn… there are many uterine contractions in expectant mothers. Because of hormones. Since our hospital has many high-risk expectant mothers, we have to be attentive to things like miscarriages or premature births.”
As if in a rhythmic beat, the man nodded and spoke softly.
“It’s a dignified job.”
“I’ve never thought grandly.”
The atmosphere gradually flowed like a real interview.
“You must have had difficult times.”
A place where life and death coexist.
Dajeong, just two months ago, thought of the baby named Sunshine who left without hearing her prayers, weighing only about 1kg. The small baby that her mother had been waiting for eight years returned to the sunshine. Those moments remained in her heart for a long time.
Despite having no connection, thoughts of her brother and father’s deaths came back once again. The shadow of death being close to her brought a deep sense of melancholy.
“…Dajeong.”
The man who had come close without her realizing grabbed Dajeong’s arm. Dajeong, who had stopped her thoughts, looked at him. His face, etched with deep worry, quietly nodded.
“I’m sorry. Don’t dwell on difficult thoughts.”
“Ah.”
“Do you want to eat chocolate?”
Without a chance to object.
“I brought a lot.”
The man tried to change the mood.
“You like it. Handmade chocolate like this.”
Rustling, the man unwrapped the packaging and placed a piece of chocolate in Dajeong’s mouth.
The rich and deep sweetness spread throughout her mouth.
It wasn’t bad. The unique deep aroma, simultaneously bitter and sweet, lingered for a long time. Dajeong lightly nodded.
“It’s delicious.”
“Finish all of it.”
“Huh? I can’t eat this much.”
“Why?”
Jaeho asked as if inquiring.
“I like it.”
“No. I don’t really like sweet things.”
Dajeong lightly waved her hand.
“Really, I used to like it when I was young. How does Mr. Jaeho know that? I don’t remember telling you.”
Rustling.
Playing with the chocolate wrapper, Dajeong said. A faint memory sparkled. At some point in the past, a boy and a girl who sat at this distance talked about chocolate.
On a sunny afternoon in the living room.
Was it Lee Kyungjun?
No. I think I called him oppa.
Was he our oppa?
Rustling.
With an understanding excitement, Dajeong was a little confused.
“…If you knew the truth, you wouldn’t come back to me, right?”
The man began speaking, and the backbone of her thoughts was cut off. Putting down the chocolate wrapper, Dajeong looked at the man.
“For ‘some,’ we should ride it together.”
“Ah. That’s…”
The moment she was about to say she was planning to contact him today.
“Waiting is really exhausting.”
The man lifted his heavy eyelids and locked eyes with her.
“I was wrong.”
A soft low tone rang out.
“Dajeong. I was wrong.”
He had liked me for a long time, but what am I hesitating for?
To the man who brought sweet love.
In the end, Dajeong smiled faintly.
The tense air was suddenly cut.
The man, drawing a gentle curve on his lips, looked at Dajeong. As if asking for the meaning of his smile.
Breaking the silence, Dajeong spoke.
“Just, everything is crazy. The endlessly straight-ahead Jaeho is crazy, and the fact that the crazy Jaeho eventually likes the good me is also…”
That’s right. We seem to be in a state where we’re a bit, like that.
In the end, everything returned to its place.
“Shall we sleep a bit? You look tired.”
“Ah. Sleep.”
The man, raising one eyebrow, brushed the area nearby with his fingers.
“I’ll sleep well from now on.”
“What about food?”
“I’ll take care of it from now on.”
The man, who was blinking his eyes slowly, suddenly focused his gaze precisely. The sweet scent of chocolate still lingered around his lips, making her heart beat.
He came closer.
“Then stop running away now. Dajeong. Okay?”
Dajeong nodded slightly, very slightly.
A smile appeared on the man’s face as he came close. He raised his hand to hold Dajeong’s cheeks. The gaze touched deeply first, and finally, the man’s lips swallowed Dajeong’s sweetness.
The lightning-fast kiss came and went briefly. Dajeong, unable to help it, gripped the sheet as her heart sank. She had to endure with all her might. If she happened to fall, the man seemed as if he would climb on top and devour her.
“…Th-this is a hospital.”
“I know.”
Letting go of her lips, he kissed her neck, nape, collarbone, or wherever, saying whatever.
“So, be good.”
“W-what do you mean…”
Despite doing everything.
Dajeong blushed, unable to say the rest.
“What am I doing?”
The voice, clearly containing dissatisfaction, sounded somewhat cool.
“…Did you even undress?”
“Well…!”
Dajeong finally pushed him away, completely blushing. The man smoothly stepped back, laughing. However, his blatantly swollen desire was not hidden. Dajeong’s gaze briefly touched and dropped to that place.
“…!”
“What.”
Boldly.
Looking at Dajeong, who was arranging her lips with the back of her hand, he spoke.
The Male lead Always Seduces Her with His Beauty (Matriarchy)
Xin Jiao Zhou is the leader of the world’s premier sect. She has just experienced betrayal from all sides, was poisoned in an assassination attempt, and faced death squad attacks while the poison was taking effect. After finally clearing out the scum from her sect, she was drugged again while trying to detoxify.
After waking up from a night of unconsciousness, she gained a “beautiful and kind-hearted” husband.
Xin Jiao Zhou: “???”
He fell ill.
She came to see him, bringing breakfast.
As she put down the breakfast and was about to leave, his hand slipped while holding the spoon. “Clank!”
She turned around upon hearing the noise.
He looked up at her, his eyebrows drooping: “My hand… has no strength.”
“Shall I… feed you?” she asked tentatively.
He opened his mouth cheerfully: “Ah—”
Thinking she was drowning, he jumped in without hesitation to save her, but nearly drowned himself. In the end, it was she who swam over to rescue him, giving him air underwater.
After emerging from the water, his ear tips turned red. He lightly brushed his cheek, tucking his sideburns behind his ear, revealing delicate, pink-tinged ear tips. He lowered his gaze, too embarrassed to look at her.
Xin Jiao Zhou: He’s truly beautiful, kind-hearted, and adorable.
A certain someone when disciplining subordinates behind the scenes: “If they don’t obey, just kill them.”
What’s that? She might already have someone she cares about in her heart? A certain someone: Find out who it is, kill them, and then there won’t be anyone.
What? She met a man by the riverside? What? That man even hurt her? A certain someone: Whichever hand hurt her, chop off his entire arm.
Love at first sight without realizing it, gradually falling in love, slowly getting closer…
Family and national grudges, schemes and desires, good and evil, crime and punishment, she and he face the future together, seeking justice with passion!
A naturally dark female lead who could accidentally destroy the world but is actually an honest person VS a weak, pitiful, and helpless but skilled fighter, beautiful white-cut black male lead
My heart is not of stone, how steadfast is your love? — Tao Yuanming “Imitating the Ancients (No. 3)”
— Reading Guide —
Cold female lead & dramatic black lotus with hidden yandere traits male lead
