Gyungmi intentionally spoke more harshly, and Dajeong understood her intention. Although Gyungmi’s words might be painful at the moment, compared to the real pain when it truly ends, it would be nothing.
“Just… It’s just that there are connections like that.”
What should I do?
At that moment, a nurse entered and called for Gyungmi.
“Teacher! It’s an emergency.”
“I’ll get up first. Let’s talk later.”
After embracing Dajeong’s shoulders warmly, Gyungmi got up. Alone in the break room, Dajeong covered her face with both hands. It felt like she was adrift in the middle of a vast ocean. In the midst of this, she began to feel nauseous, even though she only drank water.
Despite being busy, the man made time every day to meet Dajeong, whispering words of love. He provided delicious meals, drove her home, and even gave her a small, affordable pair of earrings as a gift. He didn’t forget to send messages in the midst of his busy schedule.
However, that was the extent of it.
He never talked about his grandfather, his family, or even what he was doing at the company.
On nights when negative thoughts overwhelmed her, she wondered if his attitude was some kind of signal. Something like a signal that she couldn’t become a part of the nickname.
Dajeong could help him sleep peacefully and take responsibility for a comfortable night, but she wasn’t part of his low daytime.
And the most heartbreaking thing was her own heart. Ironically, even if a man reached out first, Dajeong didn’t have the confidence to hold on. She didn’t think she was better than the astronomical value a man should give up.
“My dear, what should Mom do?”
Dajeong wanted to be a woman who could help him in his life. After thinking about it for a long time, she fully understood what Gyungmi meant.
… We can’t walk the same path.
She got up from her seat, wiping away the tears flowing down her cheeks.
**
Jaeho, sitting in the back seat of a black sedan, listened to the news with a bored expression.
“Interesting.”
The stock market, the most sensitive to management disputes, was the first to stir, and next was the media. A conflict over management rights between father and son. How provocative was this news? The media had been covering Taemyung as breaking news for three days already. Despite the repetitive news, people’s reactions were heated each time.
“Isn’t there any other issue in this country besides Taemyung?”
Jaeho said with a slightly annoyed tone.
“Unfortunately, sir. The chairman expressed his desire to stop this situation.”
Director Jeong answered with a dark expression. At the same time, the navigation announced the arrival at the destination.
“We will arrive shortly, Vice President.”
“Which celebrity isn’t getting married? Let’s ask about Taemyung.”
Jaeho made a light joke while adjusting his clothes.
“… No. Shouldn’t I do it?”
“Then the news about Taemyung will be more highlighted.”
“I want to marry Dajeong.”
Upon hearing that, Director Jeong faintly smiled. Despite seeming like a pointless joke, he understood that it was an effort to create a certain atmosphere.
An old car center located 30 minutes away from the Pyeongchang-dong residence.
Jaeho and Director Jeong came here to face the death of Vice President Lee Jinwoo.
The worn-out sign, unable to overcome the weight of time, had rust spots and missing letters. Jaeho, getting out of the car, briefly examined the exterior before moving inside.
“Welcome!”
“Welcome…!”
Two men, crouching down and looking at the SUV’s wheels, simultaneously stood up and greeted. However, one of the men, upon seeing Jaeho, was startled and stiffened. He even took a step back as if retreating from a ghost.
It was the man with white hair.
“Hello. I’m President Chun Youngsoo.”
Jaeho approached him first and greeted.
“I’m Lee Jaeho, Vice President of Taemyung Group.”
Politely bowing, Jaeho handed over his business card. The man received it with trembling hands, then looked at Jaeho with eyes that seemed to express disbelief. The old man, well over seventy, had thick wrinkles on his trembling hands.
“We came because there is something we need to discuss.”
After the presumed son guided them to the office, he left.
“I understand you received some instructions from our secretary in advance. We have questions about the death of Vice President Lee Jinwoo thirty years ago.”
The car center owner, with white hair that he didn’t bother to dye, alternated between glancing at the business card and Jaeho. Then, as if acknowledging it, he nodded his head.
The Villainous Demon Lord Laid an Egg for Her (Female-Dominated)
Several months after transmigrating into a book, Yu Wu found herself facing the demon lord Li You, who could no longer conceal his dragon horns. With one hand on her aching waist and the other gripping a sharp sword, she stared at him.
The demon lord’s eyes were red with fury:
“This is all your doing! Today, I won’t rest until I kill you!”
Yu Wu rubbed her temples. Putting aside the taboo against bloodshed during pregnancy, wasn’t it this very man who willingly walked into her trap that day?!
Warnings:
- Male pregnancy.
- Height ratios are set to mirror typical male-female height proportions.
- Characters include a foot-loving demon lord and an eldest daughter from an immortal family’s concubine lineage.
