A Light Contract (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 12
She clenched her teeth, thinking about Lee Hyun, when a soft voice called out to her.
“Yura.”
It finally dawned on Yura who else was present here. Jin Kang Soo’s shout must have been clearly audible. As if to confirm it, Se Jin hesitated, looking shocked, and asked,
“You… got married?”
“Everyone gets married, don’t they?”
Though Se Jin asked privately, Yura answered publicly—to emphasize that they weren’t close enough for such a conversation, and that this wasn’t the right time for it. But Se Jin, his face twisted with emotion, blurted out Lee Hyun’s name as if calling a neighborhood kid.
“With Baek Lee Hyun?”
“Who I marry is my personal business.”
“Not Baek Lee Hyun! Not him!”
Watching Se Jin, who was worked up beyond control, Yura let out a hollow laugh. She found it ridiculous—what right did he have to get so heated? Se Jin was already blurting out words without distinguishing between personal matters and professional boundaries.
“It’s none of your concern.”
Se Jin flinched at Yura’s firm and dignified tone. It was pitiful how quickly his bluster deflated even as he visibly trembled with agitation.
Yura decided it was more urgent to meet Baek Lee Hyun than deal with Oh Se Jin right now, so she gathered her personal belongings from the table.
Seeing this, Se Jin, as if desperate to convince her, blurted out something utterly absurd.
“He’s dangerous—I’m serious. I’m not saying this because I was pushed aside; I’m saying it because he truly is dangerous.”
Yura slid her laptop into her bag and stared at Se Jin with an impassive gaze.
“If you’re worried about me, I appreciate it. But I’ll make my own judgment.”
“That guy will ruin you. He’ll hurt you!”
At Se Jin’s desperate outburst, Yura turned around, fixing him with an icy, cutting stare, and twisted her lips.
“The one who hurt me was you, Oppa. I don’t think you’re in any position to accuse anyone else.”
Seeing Se Jin’s eyelids flutter in shock, Yura barely masked her scorn. At that moment, her phone vibrated briefly in her hand.
[You’re here again. Come out.]So you’re not a gentleman after all. Baek Lee Hyun, whom she’d been planning to seek out anyway, seemed to have somehow known and appeared right in front of the practice room. Thinking he was as persistent as a ghost, Yura clicked her tongue under her breath and bowed her head once more toward Oh Se Jin in a purely professional manner.
“I’ll be taking my leave for today. Please understand that I couldn’t stay until the end.”
“Yura!”
Se Jin shouted loudly, sounding wronged. In response, Yura clearly reasserted both their positions as if issuing a final warning.
“Please refrain from using that form of address next time.”
Before Se Jin could say anything further, Yura pushed open the practice room door and strode out decisively. Fortunately, he didn’t follow her this time as he had before. Just as relief washed over her, her eyes, glancing toward the stairs, landed on a familiar figure.
Baek Lee Hyun stood there, his hair neatly slicked back with pomade and impeccably dressed in a deep navy suit. Yura paused briefly to look at him quietly.
She had to admit—he really was handsome, no matter how many times she saw him. Was her heart fluttering because of the unexpected, oddly intimate contact they’d shared that day, which had bridged the distance between them? Or was it simply because of that unfairly perfect face?
She recalled a female colleague once saying she’d joined CH just to see Baek Lee Hyun, and others joking that CH’s employee benefits basically *were* Baek Lee Hyun.
She’d dismissed those comments as silly nonsense before, but today, for some reason, she realized they weren’t jokes or nonsense at all.
‘Am I… a lookist?’
Shaking her head at this unexpected doubt about her own preferences, Yura moved her feet again.
Hearing her footsteps, Lee Hyun looked up. Sensing his gaze—calm yet somehow sticky—Yura formed two hypotheses about his sudden appearance.
First, he’d had someone tailing her. Second, he’d had someone tailing Oh Se Jin. Or perhaps, he’d had people watching both of them. Otherwise, there was no way his timing could be this uncannily perfect.
Two steps from the bottom of the stairs, Yura stopped.
Lee Hyun stood over 190 cm tall, while Yura was just a bit over 160 cm. With the height difference, standing two steps above him put her gaze slightly higher than his—just enough to feel a quiet sense of advantage.
Yura lifted one corner of her lips in a faint, wry smirk and tossed out a remark.
“Your timing is really something.”
“Good to hear.”
Lee Hyun’s captivating lips curved into a long, amused smile.
Lee Hyun guided Yura into a restaurant that hadn’t even opened yet, saying it was a quiet place suitable for conversation.
It was one of CH Group’s newly renovated dining venues, accessible only to select VVIPs. Its strengths were its luxurious ambiance and completely private, soundproofed space, effectively shielded from prying eyes.
It felt tailor-made for clandestine meetings among the wealthy or secretive deals. Even an ordinary meal here somehow felt like they were about to commit something illicit.
As soon as they entered the private room, two place settings were already on the table, as if pre-arranged. Yura wiped the dust from her dry hands with a warm towel and asked indifferently,
“I haven’t even given my answer yet—why does it sound like everything’s already settled?”
“I assume President Jin must have contacted you?”
Lee Hyun took a sip from his water glass and spoke as though genuinely surprised, even though the situation was obvious. Yura was annoyed by how he acted despite fully knowing the consequences of his unilateral actions.
“Don’t pretend you don’t know when you clearly do.”
“That wasn’t part of my original plan.”
Yura suppressed the urge to ask whether his visit that day and today’s meeting had been planned all along.
Confirming it would mean admitting she’d been played by him, and she had no desire to feel that unpleasant, dirty sensation. She decided it wasn’t worth dwelling on.
She knew full well that rehashing everything now and trying to overturn this arrangement would only cause her more harm. Still, she couldn’t let the frustration go unchecked, so she frowned and sneered,
“Huh, does the Baek family only raise foxes?”
“Hm?”
He tilted his head slightly, looking genuinely puzzled as he picked up his plate.
“Baek Jin Ho already acts like a fox, but Baek Lee Hyun is even worse.”
“You must be really angry.”
For some reason, Lee Hyun let out a soft chuckle. His nickname ‘Baek Fox’ suited him perfectly—he was clearly the cunningest among foxes.
Lee Hyun carefully deboned a piece of beautifully braised red snapper and placed it gently over Yura’s rice, smiling softly.
“So, have you decided?”
She’d already reached her conclusion the moment she spoke with her father and even while listening to Oh Se Jin’s absurd nonsense.
Yet, for some reason, the answer didn’t come out right away. Honestly, she was still wondering if there truly was no other way out.
Yura held a strongly negative view toward the institution of marriage. Though her parents seemed reasonably happy, growing up under their patriarchal values and strong son preference had made her fundamentally distrustful of men’s mindsets.
Moreover, she’d thought Se Jin was different from other men—but in the end, his way of breaking up proved he wasn’t much different at all. Thus, it was hard for her to place any trust in men as a whole.
Although this marriage wasn’t based on love or even shallow trust, but rather existed strictly within the boundaries of a contract, stepping into an institution she fundamentally opposed made her hesitate.
Yura took a deep breath, as if to clear her tangled thoughts, and slowly exhaled.
Reminding herself that, whether it was about institutions or trust, it all ultimately fit on a single sheet of paper, she resolved to stick with her initial decision.
“I’ll do it.”
“A good choice.”
“But I’d like to add a few conditions.”
“Go ahead.”
Yura set down her spoon and met Lee Hyun’s suddenly serious gaze.
This was the most critical point now. These were the issues she absolutely had to clarify in this damn marriage, the terms that would give real weight to that single piece of paper meant to guarantee both the institution and their mutual trust.
It was time to settle exactly how much of her demands he was willing to accept.
“I’ll continue working.”
“Fine. That’s no problem.”
“So just let me know which family events absolutely require my attendance. For everything else, you handle it and keep them away from me.”
“Anything else?”
He agreed without hesitation and prompted her for more. Yura took another breath—it was hard to get the next words out.
She’d only just realized the true meaning behind his mention of the “no overnight absences” rule. It wasn’t just about the literal interpretation of the words but what they truly implied.
What naturally followed marriage between a man and a woman was, of course, the wedding night. But for Yura, that prospect felt deeply unfamiliar and awkward.
The reason was simple: she’d never been with a man before. She’d briefly dated a boyfriend in high school and even been in a year-long relationship with Oh Se Jin, yet nothing like that had ever happened during those times.
Even though this was merely a contractual arrangement, she couldn’t simply refuse outright. So she’d set her own boundary—one she firmly believed would shield her from whatever might happen next.
“About physical intimacy…”
“Physical intimacy?”
Lee Hyun found it refreshing to see Yura’s cheeks flush like a ripe peach. Since she’d dated Oh Se Jin, he hadn’t assumed she was inexperienced.
He’d interpreted her stiffness when he’d touched her before as just a reaction to a sudden situation. But now, seeing her blush so vividly after choosing the word “physical intimacy,” his curiosity naturally deepened.
Still, he couldn’t directly ask if she’d never been with anyone, nor did he have any way to verify it elsewhere. For now, all he could do was trust her words and confirm things on their wedding night.
“Holding hands or hugging is fine, but anything beyond that should only happen with mutual consent.”
“Hmm, alright.”
Yura silently let out a sigh of relief. Lee Hyun had answered so plainly that her earlier worries about his refusal now felt foolish.
She briefly wondered if she should’ve pushed back more firmly, but then reasoned that perhaps her boundary had simply been reasonable enough for him to accept—and decided that was good enough for now.
“About alimony in case of divorce…”
“I’ll give you enough to live comfortably for the rest of your life.”
Lee Hyun cut in before Yura could finish, and his answer made her frown. Did he think she was some penniless beggar?
Though she currently didn’t rely on Kang Soo for financial support, she certainly wasn’t lacking. More importantly, she’d never planned to laze around for life, and money wasn’t influencing her decision anyway.
His logic felt deeply condescending, and Yura narrowed her eyes, snapping irritably,
“Just write that I don’t need it.”
“You’d be better off accepting it.”
Seeing Lee Hyun’s genuinely puzzled expression, Yura scoffed.
Surely no one in the world truly hated money—it was essential for meeting basic needs and maintaining human dignity.
But she simply didn’t want money involved in this contract, which existed purely for their mutual purposes. She disliked the institution of marriage, but she disliked marriages based on money even more.
If there were gains to be had that matched what he offered—but weren’t monetary—that would be another matter entirely. So Yura proposed a different kind of benefit in place of alimony.
“If you really want to give me something, be useful to Oppa.”
“To Jin Yoo Gun?”
Lee Hyun looked genuinely surprised. From his perspective, given their constant bickering, he probably assumed their sibling relationship was strained. But the real reason lay in Yura’s desire for freedom.
“Only if Oppa has real influence can he stop Father.”
“You get along better than I expected.”
“We’re not enemies, at least.”
“Alright, I’ll keep that in mind. Let’s think it over slowly later.”
Even siblings were distinct individuals, so some disagreement was natural—especially with something as significant as Jin Hwa Group, which represented both power and wealth, potentially setting them against each other.
But Yura held no desire for Jin Hwa Group and was utterly uninterested in the power and fortune that might come with it.
Therefore, contrary to appearances, she felt neither hostility nor inferiority toward her brother—just mild annoyance and inconvenience at his overbearing attention.
“Then, I’ll be counting on you going forward… contractual husband.”
“Likewise… contractual wife.”
They reached across the table and clasped hands—a preliminary, provisional agreement sealed.
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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