In the early dawn.
Kang Woo’s breathing was calm, indicating he had just fallen asleep. Se Ah carefully left the bedroom.
Unable to sleep, she had intended to work on her story, but her mind wouldn’t cooperate. Distracted by other thoughts, she barely managed to complete one scene.
She closed her laptop and placed it on the tea table. Leaning back on the living room sofa, she rested her heavy head against the wall.
‘Let’s register our marriage.’
She couldn’t readily agree or disagree to his proposal. Stammering, she had evaded by mentioning the remaining duration of their contract.
‘How much longer do you want to maintain this relationship?’
‘……That’s…’
‘Let’s keep going after registering our marriage. Like a marriage that’s like dating.’
He had coaxed and soothed her gently.
‘But we’ve only just reconciled, and…’
‘Do you need to observe me more? You’re still not sure about me.’
‘Not exactly.’
Kang Woo’s eyes narrowed slightly. Had he pursed his lips as usual, he would have appeared indifferent. She worried that he might be disappointed and turn away.
Whether to reassure her or not, his eyes curved gently.
‘I need to do better for Ji Se Ah.’
His gaze was steady, not overly disturbed. His tone was calm, yet somehow confident.
‘Let’s try a bit more.’
Their sensitive conversation ended surprisingly peacefully.
Of course, she couldn’t stop checking if he felt slighted until they went to bed. Contrary to her worries, he was the same as always.
Her rational side said she needed to tell the truth, but she was terrified.
She couldn’t keep this secret and suffer internally, not when he wanted to become her husband again.
She glanced absentmindedly at the calendar on the tea table.
Leaning forward, she picked up the calendar and flipped through it, pausing at her birthday, March 4th.
Se Ah’s hand suddenly felt empty. She opened her eyes to find Kang Woo, one hand in his nightgown pocket, holding the calendar in the other.
“Why are you sleeping here, not beside me?”
His brow arched slightly. Rubbing her sleepy eyes, Se Ah straightened up.
“I must have fallen asleep without realizing it.”
“Planning what to do on your birthday?”
He chuckled upon seeing the opened calendar.
“……No, not really. Just happened to look at it.”
“You’re cute.”
Kang Woo sat on the sofa quickly and gently stretched Se Ah’s cheeks.
“Anything you want for your birthday?”
“……Just a meal… I don’t know yet. It’s still far away.”
“Let me know when you decide. I’ll do whatever you want.”
“Really?”
“Someday you’ll trust my words without doubt.”
He said playfully but with a meaningful tone, then stood up. Following him to the dressing room, Se Ah assumed he wouldn’t go out since he said he wouldn’t work that day.
“Where are you going?”
“Have an external meeting.”
“Work related?”
“Yes.”
He randomly picked a shirt from the hanger. Seeing her staring, he asked, “Why?”
“Just seemed like you have many external meetings.”
It was the first time she showed interest in his work. He responded vaguely, but her expression seemed to require more explanation.
“GComms collaboration, lunch meeting with Executive Lee.”
“Min Young?”
“Yes.”
She watched his back as he chose an indigo blue tie.
“That tie doesn’t seem right.”
“Doesn’t matter.”
He replied indifferently and turned to leave.
“……Looks like a fool and stupid. Not good for a CEO’s image.”
She muttered loud enough for him to hear. Kang Woo’s eyes flicked up.
“Fool, stupid?”
He didn’t seem to care much about fashion or appearance.
A personal shopper brought whatever they picked, and Kang Woo had only one request: to make him look like a distinguished businessman.
Being told he didn’t look sharp never affected him. He even doubted that calling him stupid would have an effect, but it seemed to work.
“Then you pick. I’ll wear whatever you choose.”
“Um…….”
Se Ah rummaged through various items. Every high-end, new item looked good. Maybe even a sack would look good on him.
Still, she chose the most basic tie and suit for him. They were all-black, usually worn by him only for funerals.
Kang Woo’s lips slightly curved in a subtle smile. It seemed like he saw through her intentions.
“So this makes me look clever and fitting as a CEO.”
“……Yes.”
Kang Woo reached out with one hand, not holding clothes, and pulled Se Ah into a tight embrace. She weakly struggled in his strong hold.
“Cute.”
Se Ah’s eyes blinked rapidly. What exactly was cute here?
Letting her go, Kang Woo gripped her cheek. His thumb slowly caressed her cheek while his little finger gently stroked her neck. The intimate act made Se Ah’s face flush.
She recalled the sensation of him holding her the night before. Her shoulders involuntarily tensed.
“Cute even when jealous. You’re testing my patience first thing in the morning.”
“……What, jealous?”
“Or not?”
She couldn’t deny it anymore. She just stared at him, smiling.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
