As Chief Choi sipped his coffee, admiring the scenery, he smoothly transitioned to the main topic. Jaeho had already guessed what it would be.
“The Chairman asked you to arrive home early for his birthday this time.”
“Doesn’t Chief Choi have a phone? You could’ve called. Why come all the way here to tell me?”
“He asked me to check on how you’re doing too. Haha. I wanted to see you anyway, so I came right over.”
The last time they met was several months ago.
A high school student who lived his whole life as the child of a single mother, suddenly became a third-generation chaebol. And a bachelor in his forties. Despite the odd combination, they got along quite well.
Chief Choi had taken care of Jaeho with dedication until Jung Chief was appointed as Jaeho’s exclusive secretary.
Chief Choi smiled kindly, crinkling the wrinkles around his eyes.
“It’s time for you to step into management, Mr. Lee.”
“…”
“The Chairman has aged a lot. He only has eyes for you, Jaeho.”
Chief Choi used the familiar term ‘Jaeho gun’ as in the past.
The day he was dragged by his mother to the large gate in Pyeongchang-dong was as clear as if it were yesterday. The day after the “Jeju Resort Fire Incident,” where everyone was reported dead, Kim Mijung cried like a madwoman when she saw Jaeho miraculously return alive.
‘I didn’t raise you hidden like this.’
Regretting not wanting to lose her son, which nearly killed him, she emotionally poured out feelings Jaeho couldn’t understand then, then suddenly packed with determination.
‘Let’s go! Get up. It’s my fault. You should be where you belong.’
Jaeho’s transition to a new identity didn’t consider his feelings. In retrospect, it was as shocking as the fire incident.
“Chief Choi, I still have nightmares. Taemyung doesn’t feel like home. How can I be the heir with such feelings?”
“Still having bad dreams?”
He seemed ready to call Dr. Kim right away. Jaeho raised his hand in refusal.
“No, I’ll handle the treatment myself. I’ve already found the medication.”
The night he mustered the courage to hold Dajeong, holding her tightly as if she were a comfort doll, he had fallen asleep as if knocked out. It was supposed to be the night he would help her sleep, but he ended up having the sound sleep.
He couldn’t stop thinking about Yoon Dajeong.
His casual message must have hurt her. The missed flower exhibition weighed heavily on his mind.
“…”
“I’ll do as you said. I’ll visit Pyeongchang-dong early next week. Thanks for coming. You can leave now.”
“Are you sending me away?”
Chief Choi asked awkwardly. Jaeho pointed to the potted plant by the window.
Here’s the English translation of the provided Korean paragraph:
“It’s similar. Ah. And take this plant back, too.”
The flower exhibition turned out to be less interesting than expected. It was quite large, requiring constant walking, with various exhibition halls and an observatory, but all were just so-so.
Groups of people were taking photos in front of pretty flowers. It was a good day for photography. However, Dajeong found the place moderately boring. She had left a strand of her attention at the doorstep of the pension, and it kept nipping at her heels. Though she walked on asphalt, the sound of crushed stone underfoot echoed in her ears.
Led by Kyungjun’s hand, they took photos in front of pink muhly grass and clicked selfies, but when they left, no particular flower remained memorable.
She realized only after getting into Kyungjun’s car that she had been clutching her phone tightly the whole time.
Kyungjun observed Dajeong’s face for a few seconds before starting the car. Then the phone vibrated.
[It wasn’t meant for you to be together for so long.]The taut tension of tug-of-war suddenly loosened. She thought she might have collapsed if she weren’t in the car.
[Come to me.]She finally understood the identity of the emotions that had bound her all day. Dajeong was upset with him. It was like a typical romance. Now she felt both anger and relief.
[Give me a chance to apologize.]He must not think he did anything wrong. She resolved not to forgive him easily, but her lips quickly curled upwards.
“Kyungjun! I’m tired. Let’s go back faster.”
She couldn’t remember how she sent Kyungjun off. She had hastily packed him into the car and sent him away, even though he wanted to stay for dinner. She quickly fixed her makeup and changed into a pink bustier dress.
It was a style that seemed both casual and cute, suitable for indoors or going out. There wasn’t time to wash her hair, so she tied it up. Then she opened the front door.
Jaeho was standing there.
He had forced a clearly intentional smile for the apology, but his expression changed instantly upon seeing Dajeong’s dress.
“Did you go out with your male friend in that?”
His finger traced from Dajeong’s head to toe.
“You’re too pretty.”
“No, no. I changed after I came back.”
“That’s good.”
Jaeho then seemed relieved, reapplying his forced smile.
“The thought of a male friend seeing you pretty before me makes me a bit angry.”
He spoke nonchalantly, causing Dajeong’s cheeks to flush. She deliberately sharpened her tone.
“You’re the one who kicked away the chance to see me pretty.”
“Ah.”
“Actually, the outfit I wore before changing was prettier.”
Jaeho, who had been leisurely leaning against the wall, straightened up at her words. Stepping closer, his gaze looking down at her held an unreadable boundary.
“Is that so?”
His eyes, filled with intense possessiveness, captured Dajeong.
“…That hurts.”
“…”
“Then, show me that outfit later. Since the male friend saw it, I should see it too.”
“…But earlier, I felt hurt.”
Dajeong confessed, throwing it out there. Jaeho paused to breathe shortly, then nodded slightly.
“I’m sorry. I’ll make sure it doesn’t happen again.”
“…”
“Today, I was the one who was wrong.”
Male lead is a Love-Obsessed Merman
When he discovers she has gone, he risks everything to pursue her on land, enduring agonizing pain to transform his tail into human legs…
One-line summary: Male lead chases female lead. The male lead’s love is a bit sick, an invincible love brain.
Synopsis
During a voyage at sea, Jiang Yang accidentally captures a merman.
Servant: I heard that mermen are fierce and brutal.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman obediently rubbing her palm like a puppy: “You call this fierce and brutal?”
Servant: I heard that mermen have no human nature.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman with wet puppy eyes, obsessively calling her ‘A Yang’ like a childish infant: “You call this having no human nature?”
With great difficulty, she releases the merman back into the sea and returns to shore.
Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the merman, who should have been freely wandering in the South China Sea, would shed his scales, endure the pain of losing his tail, transform into human legs, and come ashore to find her?
He kneels at her feet, rubbing her palm, with merman tears rolling down: “A Yang, don’t abandon me.”
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