It seemed to him another form of joy to watch what Sori was eating.
He poured her water in case she choked, checked her for any spills, and wiped her mouth with a napkin.
Meanwhile, his hands, not even touching the dumplings, were busy taking care of Sori.
Would he change over time, becoming less affectionate?
Would the Professor do that?
No. I don’t want that. It’s too scary.
The fear of what hadn’t happened yet began to worry her.
Perhaps it would be better if he didn’t treat her too well from the start. Realizing such a change later would be heartbreaking.
“I’m done eating, Professor.”
Sori put down her chopsticks, suddenly losing her appetite again.
Without a word, he began to clear the table. Sori tried to help, but he insisted she stay seated.
Sori watched him clean up.
“Professor.”
“Yes?”
“Don’t bring me these things when I’m on duty.”
“Why?”
Confused by her sudden statement after eating well, Hyun Woo turned to look at her. Sori spoke seriously.
“I might get used to it, and it would be troubling.”
“…….”
Sori quickly continued, seeing his slightly stiffened expression.
“That is, if you suddenly stop bringing me things during night shifts and just sprawl out at home. I would feel sad.”
After finishing the cleanup, he sat down, dropping his head briefly.
Understanding her point, he almost laughed.
Such a typical thought for Sori.
Turning to face her, he reached out and took her hand.
“Yoo Sori, I won’t.”
“…….”
“Make you sad over something like that.”
Never.
“So stop worrying.”
He playfully squeezed her nose and smiled.
He was someone who could gauge her mood just by checking her messages several times a day.
The reason he had come here, despite having gone to bed, was clear.
It was because of the feelings Hyun Woo sensed from Sori’s messages.
“Really? You’re not lying?”
“I can’t make empty promises. If it’s not true, it’s not.”
“You really won’t change?”
“Yes, I won’t.”
Finding Sori’s repeated confirmations cute, he playfully touched her cheek.
“I’ll bring you dumplings every time you’re on duty. Consistently. How’s that?”
“Ugh. I don’t want that.”
Sori immediately burst into a shy smile when he tried to cheer her up.
He genuinely wanted to keep his promise not to make her sad.
In the director’s office at Empire Hospital.
Sun Hwa, who had come to the hospital after a long absence, sat in a grand chair, spinning it around playfully.
With her flamboyant nails visible as she raised her hand to look, a sly smile spread across her face.
“You seem to be in good spirits.”
“Yes, I am.”
Perhaps it was because of some good news.
There was no sense of gloom, and her heart felt peaceful, as if everything would go well.
“So, Professor Seo hasn’t met the redhead since then?”
“That’s right. Not at all. His movements are quite straightforward.”
“Then, is it true that the matchmaker was hired to sabotage the blind date?”
“It seems like a possibility.”
She had been distressed for months, not knowing this.
“Is there anyone in the hospital? Someone who’s trying to get close to Professor Seo?”
“Well…”
“Why?”
Sun Hwa’s eyes, which had briefly softened, sharpened again, her eyelids seemingly ready to arch upwards.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
