“The coffee machine seems to need checking. Or maybe the beans are old. The taste is a bit strange.”
“We checked it yesterday. I’ll take another look.”
“Yes. Thank you.”
Dajeong took a sip of water and sat in the break room for a moment. When the nurses who had been chatting left, the surroundings became quiet.
‘Did they marry for love, saying they’re crazy?’
That’s right.
A man who said he wouldn’t promise anything even if he loved her.
‘Grandfather’s birthday, I’ll go to Seoul for a bit.’
The truth that is now visible. That day was also the birthday of Lee Heontae, the chairman of Taemyung Group. Dajeong, who searched for Lee Heontae, couldn’t hide her disappointment.
Unbelievable. Was the rumor really true? To hide it so skillfully.
Lee Heontae.
Is there anyone in Korea who doesn’t know him?
The leader of the Korean business community, the living legend who is called the best businessperson leading the economy. A man with such an outstanding grandfather.
Even if the distance is far, it was too far.
Why did he lie about the basement? Even in the midst of her gloom, Dajeong tried to think from his perspective as much as possible.
Was it a spontaneous story to comfort him because he often talked about depressing things? At that time, she must have wanted to establish understanding and empathy with him in any way possible.
Well… that could be possible.
Dajeong decided to understand him. It might be sensitive to scrutinize, but when looked at differently, it was also a trivial lie. It wasn’t a lie that caused someone to get hurt or harmed.
But still. However.
“Third-generation chaebol…”
But aside from understanding, what could the third-generation chaebol and Yoon Dajeong do? Even though Dajeong might be considered old-fashioned and conservative, she wasn’t someone who easily met men, so she naturally dreamed of a future with him.
Not immediately, but if they continued to meet like this, they would probably get married someday. Thoughts of having a baby and living sweetly together crossed her mind.
That’s why she wanted to push actor Lee Jaeho away. Because it seemed difficult to share a future with him.
When she accepted him again, she had somewhat acknowledged the future with him. However, that was when he was an actor, and the story was different when it came to the third-generation chaebol.
Then a message came.
“Give me a chance to explain.”
Finally, a contact came from the man who had been lingering around her all the time. It had been three days already. Dajeong, seeing his car parked in front of the hospital again today, went to work.
Why would an explanation be necessary?
What could be wrong with you? It was just that the woman he liked happened to be much poorer than he thought.
Dajeong chuckled at the thought. It must have been difficult for him to confess to being a chaebol in front of her, who struggled with a debt of about 200 million won for over ten years.
Because her feelings for the man were so strong, she understood it that way. But the Chairman Lee Heontae might have thought differently.
The man’s words came to mind, saying his grandfather would give him a bigger gift than a house.
In the perfect life designed by Lee Heontae for his grandson, there would already be a suitable woman at a level befitting that man. A grand wedding ceremony, surpassing corporate mergers and acquisitions, might already be in the works.
As written in the article, as everyone said, that woman would probably be Oh Chaewon.
The video apology that Oh Chaewon sent to Yoon Dajeong meant nothing. Now she knew. Why Oh Chaewon could apologize so readily. She didn’t even regard Yoon Dajeong with caution.
Should it have ended in Taean as planned by Oh Chaewon? Was that really goodwill? Now that she thought about it, it seemed that way. End it before it becomes more miserable. Maybe that woman already knew it would end up like this.
“When you finish work, come to my car.”
A man who loves me.
‘Are they crazy to get married just because they love each other?’
But a man who cannot marry me.
You’re really pitiful too.
Why is it so hard, loving a woman like me?
Dajeong stared at the empty paper cup, forcing a smile. Glancing at the clock, it was 9:30 PM. She needed to start preparing to leave.
“I’ll go. Let’s talk later.”
In the end, this is my problem.
Whether to remain by your side, even as a shadow, or to leave.
She crushed the paper cup.
**
The place Jaeho guided her to was the hotel lounge cafe they had visited before. She recognized the background a bit from her previous visit. Dajeong sat down with a more natural attitude.
Interrupting his order for two coffees, Dajeong ordered a simple lemon tea.
“I don’t want coffee.”
“Alright.”
Dajeong glanced around for a moment. The VIP lounge cafe was always quiet, and especially around Jaeho’s table, there were no other customers. Was it deliberately cleared? It felt like there was a barrier. There were no people in any direction, front, back, or sides.
A few men in suits loitered around as if guarding the surroundings.
“I have a few things I want to ask.”
After thoroughly surveying the surroundings, Dajeong opened the conversation.
“Ask away.”
“Well, first…”
What to ask first. Asking if he intends to marry her right away seemed absurd. She couldn’t even ask when they would break up after meeting like this.
“Are those people over there guarding Jaeho?”
“A bit like that.”
“Now that the successor has been officially announced?”
A thoughtful look passed through the man’s eyes.
“Even before that, they were always there. To protect my privacy and block unnecessary exposure. It was the same in Taean.”
Ah.
She now understood the man’s behavior, who hadn’t been vigilant at all.
“Yes.”
A man protected day and night.
“There’s something I want to ask you.”
Jaeho urgently spoke.
“Nothing will change. Dajeong.”
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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