“I think any husband would be naturally jealous of his wife’s man.”
“But we’re not an ordinary couple.”
That natural thing had nothing to do with us. That was how it started, and that’s how it would end. Nevertheless, Baek Ihyeon hadn’t changed his attitude.
While conversing, Yura was indecisive to the point where she wanted to catch Ihyeon’s constantly moving hand.
“Look at it now. Where else can you find a man grilling intestines so diligently, even though he doesn’t eat them well? I never thought Baek Ihyeon would grill intestines.”
“I’m good at grilling meat. I was a cook in the military.”
Why is the military story coming up here, and why brag about being a military cook? Yura’s thoughts kept getting tangled, and she was confused about what she was saying.
“I envy that. It must be nice to be good at everything.”
Ihyeon’s hand approached Yura’s pouting lips. Carefully lifting her chin, he used his fingertips to remove something.
“Don’t eat the hair, eat the meat.”
Yura’s heart pounding louder and louder made her ears feel stuffy. Who would have thought that removing a single strand of hair that had been sucked into the mouth would be so sensual?
“Look at this, this. You weren’t this affectionate before.”
“Our Yura shouldn’t drink with other people.”
Yura pursed her lips at the irrelevant remark.
“What are you talking about? That’s not the topic right now.”
“It’s well-cooked. Try it.”
Yura mumbled while chewing the intestines he offered.
“No, when someone is talking…”
However, the juiciness, the rich flavor, and the perfectly seasoned sauce that instantly penetrated her mouth were perfect. The fantastic taste of the intestines melting in her mouth shook Yura’s thoughts.
“Oh, amazing! It’s delicious.”
She became so absorbed in the intestines that she forgot what conversation they were having.
Sejin sat at the bar in the room, drinking whiskey, his face contorted with simmering anger.
With the increase in additional tasks, and the difficulty of Yura’s attendance at the practice, the request for understanding had been delivered. Instead of an apology for that day’s rudeness, the withdrawal of the attendance request only intensified the unease.
Trying to find a way to continue meeting, he went to meet Yura, but somehow, the CEO took the initiative and thwarted the meeting.
Is that all? Baek Jin-ho’s face, sitting face to face in the CEO’s office, exuded a threatening coolness veiled with calmness.
‘Did he make such a situation with the intention of making Jin Yura the condition?’
Baek Jin-ho’s robust appearance had a completely different atmosphere from Baek Ihyeon.
If Baek Ihyeon looked sinister like a cunning snake, Baek Jin-ho seemed like a thousand-year-old silent weapon. Casually crossing his legs and casting a mocking gaze, Sejin instinctively avoided it.
‘What do you mean by that…’
‘Our Song Rim is clearly benefiting from Pianist-nim. That’s an undeniable fact.’
When Sejin first met Jin-ho in Europe, what he had offered seemed to be an effect he would gain through his own choice.
Even though he was extending his hand in Argonne, he arrogantly dismissed it, as if it were a favor to choose Song Rim. The statement was by no means false, and the results were already evident.
Baek Jin-ho smiled gently, seemingly satisfied with that part. Soon, he slowly rose from his seat, stared out of the window for a moment, and when he turned back, his gaze had quickly cooled down.
‘But still, it doesn’t mean you can throw stones at a married woman.’
Whether from Yura’s mouth or that brat’s mouth, it was evident that the events of that day had been conveyed to Baek Jin-ho. It was inconvenient for things to go awry at a point when the performance hadn’t even started.
From others’ perspective, it might be regrettable for Song Rim, but upon closer inspection, Sejin found himself in a more regrettable situation. He couldn’t let the opportunity he had gained be blown away so futilely.
“It seems there’s some misunderstanding.”
Chewing on the word ‘misunderstanding,’ Baek Jin-ho sat slightly on the backrest of the sofa. Then he fixed a more threatening gaze on Sejin.
“I don’t know if you’re aware, but Jin Yura, the team leader, is my sister-in-law. If harm comes to Yura due to my choice, I can’t just stand by.”
At that moment, Sejin recalled the part he had missed. When Yura married Baek Ihyeon, it caused a stir in the world with the combination of CH Group and Jin-hwa Group. Along with that, the relationship between Baek Jin-ho’s wife and Yura had also deteriorated.
Sejin had overlooked that part as he focused on Yura. Sensing that the words might have an adverse effect if they continued, Sejin held back.
Thinking there was still an opportunity, Sejin quietly accepted Jin-ho’s advice. However, the more he pondered on that moment, the more frustration built up.
“Just someone like Song Rim.”
When Sejin forcefully put down the whiskey glass, the sound of the glass hitting the table echoed in the quiet room. Startled by the sound, Jinwoo approached hurriedly.
“Hey, hyung. Are you okay?”
“It’s noisy.”
Indecisive and unsure of what to do, Jinwoo was ignored as Sejin poured whiskey into the glass again.
“If you keep drinking such strong alcohol, it’s not good for your hands.”
At Jinwoo’s comment, the hand that had been unconcerned began to tremble. Whether there was something wrong with the nerves, excessive stress, or days when he drank excessively like today, his hands invariably shook. Sejin, as if concealing this unpleasant tremor, raised the glass and threw it onto the floor.
With a sharp cracking sound, glass shards scattered in all directions. Startled, Jinwoo shivered, huddling his body.
“What do you know about such things! I don’t need anything. Get lost, just get lost!”
Staring at the closed door for a moment as if in contemplation, Jinwoo left the room in a daze and pulled out his phone. He dialed a number saved as ‘Landlord.’
“Landlord, it’s me, Go Jinwoo.”
What’s happening at this hour?
The voice, fractured and sounding as if just awakened, seemed to have just woken up. However, Jinwoo was too frightened, and without even considering it as an intrusion, he sought help.
“Hyung is drinking again. He just doesn’t listen to me and gets angry.”
Over the phone, the landlord’s low sigh could be heard. Jinwoo held the phone with both hands, rolling his feet back and forth in fear. After a rustling sound, as if calming Jinwoo down, the other person spoke.
Okay. Endure until I enter Korea soon.
“Really? You have to come quickly.”
Yes, I’ll come soon.
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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